Anyway, I saw different kinds of cocks that I hadn't seen before and for the first time I felt something unusual about them. I got horny and kinky eve...y time I was watching those big meaty rods. I was confused about my sexual orientation but I really didn't care about it.My boss, Mr. Grant, told me what to do and he left. Everyone was left and I was alone. "Time to get kinky" I smiled and soon I took off my pants unbuttoned my shirt and logged on my favorite porn sites. I was enjoying pics of. She had texted me ten minutes ago, about an hour later than I was expecting. I was glad I was picking her up, because a stranger could easily have taken advantage of her condition. With halting steps sideways and forwards, she dropped her cell phone once, twice, three times, struggling to bend over to pick it up each time. She also struggled with her lit cigarette, and I was worried she would burn her finger. Finally she made it to the van, where I waited for my promised reward."I'm a little. "So do you call her Matilda now or does she still prefer Phil?" sheasked."I'm trying to call her Matilda, well Tilly at least. Sometimes I domess up and call her Phil but she doesn't seem to mind either. The morewe call her by the feminine, the sooner she'll get used to it, Isuppose," Mum replied."So Tilly it is then," Jenny confirmed.A whisper came from behind me. "It's rude to eavesdrop you know."Almost like lighting, I jumped round and with my hand raised claws out.I just managed to stop. " And shoes!" I said."And shoes," she said, handing me a cream-colored skirt. She pointed atthe box she had set aside earlier and I eagerly pulled the skirt uparound my waist.This skirt was more utilitarian than the one I'd been wearing all day,heavier and slightly looser around my waist, clasping rather thanbuttoning in the back. I reached up under the satin lining to pull downthe tails of my blouse and felt a satisfying tugging around my neck.Then I pulled the top off the shoebox. Inside.