"I dressed up every day after work that week, and Sara never said aword about it, glancing at me in my female finery and then chattingwith me as if I ...ere wearing blue jeans. All week I feltwonderfully liberated, after years and years of isolation, andunease, and shame, and guilt, and fear, now that someone else knewabout my desires and didn't think them peculiar. I thought ofjoining a local crossdresser support group, but I couldn't riskmaybe meeting someone who knew me. My fantasy roamed. . " Ummm... okaaaaaay..." Timothy didn't know how to take this. "Do you, uh.... want to come in?" "We are not allowed to set foot inside of a customer's residence for our own safety and for the integrity of our role as delivery-people." Timothy slow blinked at the talking tit-less employee handbook and then moved to open the envelope. Inside was a single piece of paper, a smaller envelope and a single one dollar bill. He'd obviously struck the jackpot. The letter read Dear Timmy, You probably. We took one more pill, he then poured chocolate on his dick and I started sucking like a lollipop and slurped the entire chocolate, he took a dildo and started fucking me with the dildo as I could not sustain my ass empty. As he would move the dildo thru my ass, I would suck him accordingly.Suddenly he started abusing me and spat on my hole and poured some oil and started fucking with the dildo again. As I would moan, he started stroking his dick and it started becoming hard, as I would stop. I slid my dick up and down the length of her pussy pressing my balls against her opening on the up stroke and ending on the down stroke with my head at the opening. I did this for a while hitting her inner pubic bone a couple of times on the up stroke. Once I had to quickly stop as my penis was about to go in the other direction into her pussy. I wanted to keep going but forced myself to stop. I then started to use my hand to control the direction of my dick and to apply a little more.