This had been the plan all along, to watch the 4th of July fireworks and celebrate the holiday with a champagne toast."We should at least invite him."...she suggested."Yes, that would be the neighborly thing to do." Tammy agreed."Yeah. It won't hurt anyone to try." Barbara returned.All the husbands had a look of fear on their faces. None of us were so willing to follow through with such a ghastly request. The suggested invitation felt like torture for us. We certainly had no desire to see the. It spread across her skin and penetrated her, mixing with her own juices that flowed from within.Lori looked down across her breasts and saw her pubic region coated in white. Whipping cream she thought momentarily... no, of course not her mind told her, it was simply shaving cream for the task at hand. Closing her eyes again, she drifted back into her memories.Memories of past encounters.. the sports star in high school; the professor from college; on her office desk with a favored client ..... As had been the case at the start of mytransition, my nipples often hurt even when just brushed against. OnlyMustafa's kisses could soothe such discomfort. At the end of the fourthmonth into my transition, he had spent words of admiration for my veryproportioned breasts, tasting and looking absolute female in every detail.He had called them "perfect" and desired that they would always remainlike that. But Mustapha knew all too well I wasn't going to content myselfwith average breasts. One day. There was no reason on God's green Earth he'd even give me the time of day, much less listen to my plea for him to make a public admission that the Feds had the flash drive. And from what she'd told me, there were all the reasons in the world that he wouldn't. To do so would expose the government to those demands from her Senator's lawyers for its return, which would shoot down their case completely.No matter how you cut it, I was screwed. And it was in our fine government's interest that I.