"Oh, I love to see you do that! I've thought aboutthis moment for a very long time. It really turns me on and makes me sohot!" She flirtatiously li...ted and flounced her petticoats and hoppedslightly as she said, "oh, stroke it some more, he's getting so big, Ilove this! I think he's enjoying it too. Does it feel good to show mehow you do yourself? I think maybe he is enjoying the sight of medancing about in all these lovely petticoats too, isn't he? Isn't he?She demanded." Remember, you. I walk to the ladies bathroom, so I thought. I walked into the men's by mistake. I see two Mexicans with their cocks hanging out peeing. One was a young guy, and the other was an older guy. Could have been father and son. I say "hello" in there language. They didn't speak. They shook off the remaining pee and turned to me smiling. I smile big, I even wink at them. "I have to use the restroom,." as I am wobbling already, I go into the stall pull my stockings,and under ware down letting it all. When at a party, she was the type to make fantastic friends with the house cat.On such boring Friday nights, Zoey would first browse Facebook. After clicking "like" on just about every post, she would get a bit depressed seeing everyone's plans, or their pictures of fun times as they were happening... without her, of course. Zoey would then check some forums, sites like Vampire Freaks or GetDare, sites that might provide a little more excitement. Of course, that would lose it's interest around. During the week, Mom and I shopped for a new outfit for tonight. I was out inpublic full-time as a woman and began to carry a purse. While trying onclothes, Mom saw my chest and was surprised by the size of my nipples. I wasjust embarrassed. I didn't need a bra yet. I couldn't tell if I was happy orunhappy about that. My implant was supposed to stimulate my production ofestrogen. That explained my mega-nipples and the game of 'emotion ping-pong'going on in my head, but they also said it might.