The lift waited there for whole 30 minutes before getting back downwards. It didn’t stop anywhere and stopped on the ground floor.As the door opened...I saw Neetu applying lipstick on her lips. She looked at me and smiled. I peeped at the liftman and his hair was all messed up with her cloths having creases everywhere. While I came down it was all neat and tidy but currently he was in mess. I asked Neetu whether she got struck in lift on which she denied. She said that lift was stuck just a floor. He was aroused because he always wanted to see beautiful petite Mia being fucked. But he was worried because he saw Roger fuck Jenny before and he knew that Roger had a huge cock and had an appetite for violating girls. He leaned closer to the door and he accidentally made a noise. Roger quickly opened the door. Sam was awe-struck by the man’s huge wet erect man meat. “OH IT’S YOU! YOU WANNA SEE WHAT I’M DOING TO YOUR LITTLE SISTER? WELL COME ON INSIDE AND SEE ME FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF HER LIKE. I leave you, the reader,to decide the parts that are fact and fiction... If Cross Dressing andTransgendered life styles are not your scene or you are not legallypermitted to view such literature, please exit now. If on the otherhand, you have an interest in T Girls or Transgendered Lifestyles, readon. I hope you enjoy this, my first attempt at short story writing.It had been a very hectic few months for me with work but I was morethan ready to make up for the lack of fun with my forthcoming. Ifyou win I will wear what you tell me to and come to work for you." Ready go!" I said, already giving myself a head start and thinking ofthose skirts and her legs behind my shop cash desk.But she had caught me by the time we reached the lake and as we mountedthe hill back to the village she broke away leaving me to reach the finishline, to the cheers of the women of the village, which instead of theusual tape comprised of dresses, bras, pantyhose, slips, panties and wigsand which were held at.