"Five," he whispered, almost inaudibly, choking back the tears.It wasn't even a full five inches but I'd accomplished my mission. He was humiliated. "...ou can't expect to please a woman with that. That's pathetic. You have no choice, you have to be transformed into a cross-dressing, sissy whore so you'll never have to annoy women with your worthless attempt at fucking again. I'm going to make sure your pussy is your only source of sexual satisfaction. I'm going to turn you into a woman, the way. I stepped up next to him and quite obviously checked out his junk, but he was oblivious as I ogled his big cock. It had a big reddish, purplish plum shaped head. I wanted to drop to my knees right then. He shook it off and went back to sit with his buddies. A little while later he stepped outside. I figured he was going for a smoke so I took the opportunity to talk to him. We chatted for a little while and I made sure to mention that I lived within walking distance and that I had a fat new. She said, “You always pray before a meal. It’s a simple thing so I decided that I would adopt that practice. If I’m where I can’t do it out loud, I will pray silently. I’ve always thought I believed but never really put any legs or meaning to that and made it meaningful. You have given me the courage of your convictions.”I thought to myself, “Wow!” Out loud, I said, “I’ve never thought of myself as an example.”“I know and that’s a part of your charm. You just live who you are honestly. I first. "Marcy,take the bags out of the trunk and bring them up to your room, then stripdown to your lingerie," Lisa simply ordered as she went up to the frontdoor, took the key from under the flower pot and opened up.Marcy soon went inside and straight up to her room, hoping none of theneighbours had seen her with the Bags from CC's. she went straightupstairs, put the many bags down and stripped down to her lingerieexactly like Lisa had ordered.Mere seconds later Lisa entered the room smiling down at.