Joe smiled and said, "Come on, Brian.Aren't you coming?"Brian relented and grabbed some clothes out of his bag. He got dressedand picked up his purse ...nd checked his I.D. Joe stared at himinquisitively. "Bianca," Brian responded.They walked out onto the sidewalk and started up the block. Joe spotteda bar and said, "Let's go get a free drink." Where does it say that it's free to drink?" We're women now." So?" Well, if we're women, we should act like it." Why?" Because we can take advantage of. I'll find us the best people to lead both places and we'll all make some damn good ah, perfect, product."I slapped him on the back and told him not to hold his breath as it could take a couple months before we even began building.While I was over there I could see that the super lift group were really busy. Every work area had a lift torn down and there were about twenty lifts in the yard with two more sitting on trailers ready to be unloaded. I wondered if we should expand the group or let us. How could I be otherwise?“How about you, Mama?”“Want to fuck your Mommy? “ We must be related, to be so like minded, I answer.She kicks the covering sheet away, and pulls me, guides me between her legs. This is the position she prefers. Missionary. Face to face, tits up, flat on her back, never changing, except when we are just cuddling. She let’s me fuck her in various cuddles, but when it gets passionate, heats up, when it’s the race to the finish?She rolls onto her back and pulls me on top. Sheintended to keep my in this role, feminized and subservient, a sex slavewho could hope for rewards in the bedroom but might never get them.There was a knock at the door and it was a delivery man with a packagethat had to be signed for. It was in my name so my wife made me do it.At the time I was wearing shorts and a tank top, both obviously intendedfor a female, as well as sandals with blocky heels two inches high. Ifelt utterly humiliated as the driver stared at me with.