I pulled her skirt down with an unusual protest. Her little panties seemed extra damp while I rubbed them in-between her pussy lips. I pulled her pant...es down and started to eat her. She grabbed my hair and said just fuck me. I said I want to taste your sweet pussy. She said no I haven't showered all day. I pushed her hands away and said I don't care I want to lick your clit. I actually had to push her legs apart to get my head in-between them. I sucked her clit right away. Her legs slammed. *** I drove back up the coast, along that windy road leading up to Helmsley Mansion. There was a coffee shop just up a bit further and I knew I’d be able to get a good look at the house as I drove past it. Sure enough, as I got closer to the house I could make out two police cars parked out front. I didn’t see any officers, and I didn’t see Mimi, so I drove on. I ordered a coffee and a newspaper when I sat down at the counter of the coffee shop. It was a little joint that didn’t seem like it. But today I'm wearing thighs. Not an everyday thing for me you know. I love my girdles too much. But tights can be practical and under certain circumstances ... hmm, useful." You still look gorgeous." Nana looked at me with a dreamy look and said:"Yes, don't I? ... well, come, sweetie, come and have breakfast." Eh, where are my cloths?" I thought I would clean them. Now come and have breakfast."I went into the living room and sat down at the dinner table. It was very nice with eggs, bacon,. Then I pulled back the window drapes, set up my makeup on the windowsill, and began to make up in the natural daylight. In NYC, even on the 7th floor, there is no window that is not directly across from another window, so sitting at an uncovered window and transforming from guy to girl was a little disconcerting. But, it is also very anonymous in it's own way, and the voyeuristic aspects were somewhat of a turn on at the same time. As usual, I started with the foundation, I had just recently.