..alone in drag. Isauntered back to the full-length mirror. I looked forimperfections..."reading material." Ego notwithstanding, Ireally could not ...ind any. I walked back into the livingroom and practiced movements...walking, sitting, hands on myhips, hands on my ass... I pulled a chair to the mirror andsat, crossing my legs, allowing the calve muscle to shapeitself...just right. The tightness of the skirt caused thematerial to slide up over my knees. Hell, they might read mylegs! I. Her hands dive onto his buttons. Her finger weaving around the tight space left between each one as she finally pops the first one she almost lets out a squeak herself.“What…? What are you doing?” But there is no reply as the final button comes undone and she reaches in and frees his erection the pre-cum from the tease earlier and the strain put on from the kisses already coating his head as she starts to slowly move here hand up and down the shaft whilst staring at him in the eye. The devil. “You don’t know who Patrick is?”“He is Al’s brother-in-law, Rachel’s husband. I met him at dinner on Saturday.”“We had a family dinner, there was no attempt at overwhelming Sayuri.”“Oh. May I?”“I think Pandora’s Box is open.”“Unkind. But thank you. Sayuri, Patrick is a graduate in law. His interest is in Aboriginal rights. He is recognized by several bands in Queensland and here in New South and consults for the state Ministry. He is also quite unpretentious, except when he is irritated.”. “N-No-No I-I’m not!” Pierce stammered out as he tried desperately not to cry.“Well what about this?” Veronica responded, kneeling down and pinching one of Pierce’s balls with her thumb and pointer finger. The sudden pressure on his growing testicle caused Pierce to cry out in Pain, “AH! Stop Please I’m begging you! Stop!”But mercy was not Veronica’s style. She just squeezed harder.“You like that, bitch-boy?”“AHHH!” Pierce felt so humiliated and defeated. He now only wanted to go home and take.