I touched up my make-up, sprayed on some more perfume and put on theclothes that he had laid out on the bed for me. I sobbed as I realisedit was just ...nderwear, not even a dress to cover myself with! I put onthe white basque and matching G-string with the sheer white stockings.Lastly putting on the white sandals with heels as high as the ones I hadworn earlier and the string of cheap, white, fake pearls around my neck.When I was ready I went out on to the landing, they were both waitingfor me. She clasped her handsover his, her nails biting into his wrists.He felt her stiffen slightly before she started to come.He could feel the walls of her pussy spasming around hiscock. A small moan from her throat, turned into apleading whimper in his mouth. He moved her hips faster,she tightened herself around him. Trapping him in her.Her fingers tightening around his wrists.“Come for me,” he tugged on her bottom lip with histeeth. “Come on baby, come for me.”Her head. We’ve tired you out.’ I rearranged the covers, and she turned her head on the pillow and closed her eyes. I dimmed the lights, and left the room, closing the door quietly. I could hear the girls upstairs in Amy’s room, Laura doing her best to comfort Amy. I went into my study, sat down, and looked out of the window without really seeing. Part of me wanted Pam to hold on for as long as she could, to postpone the inevitable, but part of me realised that it would be a mercy for her to go sooner,. I hope youenjoy it. If time allows, I hope to post updates to my journey inrelatively short, but more intense stories.Chapter OneThe Beginning of RobinHi! My name is Robin....at one time it was Robert. I would like to tellyou a little about how Robert became Robin. I was a normal child withnormal habits and well, a few that weren't so normal.....you see like alot of young boys I was curious about females. The way they dressed, theway they wore makeup and fixed their hair. My mother and father.