Men are such romantic shits. Andyes, I am a man. Romantic. A shit.Welcome to this vision quest. WhatI did, not quite like that guy in Vertigo,was adve...tise in the local weekly. They had opened a section for the moreunusual lifestyle personals. That seemed to be what I needed to have said. Here?sthe ad I ran: Daddyseeks 18+ little girl, thin, blonde, no tits at all for lifetime commitment inbdsm ageplay relationship. Submissive, but rebellious.Smart but into pain. Me? Pirate.Intelligent. Polite.. The changes her husband was going through were quite obviousto Denise. The mood swings, the softing of his hips, sholders,knee's and ankles along with the change of texture of his hairand his smoother skin were evedence that the pills were working. These changes were so gradual that he didn't notice them,that is until his chest began to feel tender. Denise laughed toherself when he told her about this. She knew why his chest wastender because she and every other woman had suffered throughthe. Miss Johnson told us she was informed of the morning schedule.She called Suzie over to help us with our makeup and some of the othergirls enjoyed watching and offering advice. We had to explain to thegirls why Jack and I were at the school and all of the girls seemedthrilled to be able to help a couple of sissy maids learn their trade.To make matters worse, Miss Johnson came out with some bobby pins andthe most outlandish hair ornaments and helped us to place these floraltiaras on our heads.. Leroy was completely naked. He showed off his abs, his legs, and his erection. His well-built figure, now devoid of any apparel, became an instant treat for Joshua's eyes.His eyes widened. "Hello, Leroy. You're looking...good today."Leroy stepped closer with a little grin on his face. "I bet this is what you want to see. You should have told me sooner about what you want from me. But then again, better late than never."Joshua asked his wife, "Have you been planning this?"Florence grabbed his.