A bed the size of Rhode Island. Two closets. One huge and filled withevery extant, girlish, clothing item except corsets. The other closetwas small a...d outfitted in guy clothes.All was in my exact size.There was a huge vanity filled with cosmetics and perfumes. Manymirrors.A gigantic bathroom with both a quadruple shower and a sunken tub forfour.I cried with joy.After two hours of rummaging around the femmy stuff, I noticed thatthere were no hair rollers.Odd.At precisely 6 p.m., Eric appeared. He usually puts his arm around me when I play. At first, it used to make me nervous. Now it makes me horny and hot for him.I know he’s interested in me too. I notice him staring at my breasts and short skirts. His eyes are always staring right into my shirt. He must get a little embarrassed sometimes because quite often his trousers are tented up. He tries to cover it up, but by that point, I've already seen it. In those instances, he will excuse himself and go to the bathroom. I know. Never in my whole life had I felt such a loving touch and the sensations flowing from her hand were like electricity flowing through my body, stopping my heart and making breathing so difficult. I could feel the moisture building between my legs. I pushed Alison gently to her back, and lifted her vest top over her shoulders. Like me, she wore no bra and her young firm breasts were revealed in perfection. Small and pert, her nipples straining to reach sky. We were oblivious to our. Are you only here for one day?”“Yes, Jesse. I’m sorry, but I do need to see you in person, but I have to be back in Phoenix for Saturday evening. Sometime in the future we should find some time to be together. I’ll explain when I see you on Friday.”“Okay. It’ll be good to see you again. Can I pick you up at the airport?”“You’ve got work that afternoon as I recall. Don’t worry about it. I’ll get a cab to the hotel and I’ll meet you at the hotel that evening. I need the meeting to be private..