“Oh. Huh! Why?” With her blunt statement she’d managed to reduce me to a monosyllabic dolt. Great! Swell! Damn.“I don’t really know, Davey. ...t was just…he made me feel so special, so sexy and…sensual, I guess, the way he kept praising me and telling me I was beautiful and sexy and everything. And then also I was half-naked and…”“More than half!”“Yes, I suppose that’s right. But once I relaxed and just went with it, it was all so…I don’t know. Freeing, I suppose. Liberating. That’s it; it was. I wasn’t surprised to see they were really rolling the red carpet for us; but the exquisite Nicole was definitely a delightful surprise.“Okay, great. Monday morning. That’ll give us a couple of days to settle in and get used to the time change.”“That’s what Mr. Sterling thought. Ah, here we are.” We had pulled into the main concourse of the hotel. As soon as we arrived, a couple of bellhops swarmed towards the rear of the car while we stepped out of the limo and took in our first glimpse of the. As I settled in bed, I thought about tomorrow and work. I would have topresent my male self, but I would tuck and wear some control panties. Iwould secretly be female in my head, and dress properly when I got home.I worked in IT, so was often around the building sorting out problemsand moving equipment. I started seeing people in a different light, andpaid more attention to the women. How they carried themselves, how theydressed how they interacted with other women and men.Inevitably, I. I'm using it to fuck your brains out. What is my real name? Never mind, you could never pronounce it anyway."I leaned over brushing your face with my small, but pointed nipples. Your groans are barely audible through the fabric stuffed in your mouth. I reach down and gather a finger full of my essence and smear it under your nose.I continue my story. "At the tender age of sixteen, I fell in love with a palace servant boy. It was my first time and it was heavenly. He was so tender. My father.