Kind of an oxymoron isn’t it? Stratus as is the sky, I thought it was funny. Anyway, we arrive at our new house Sunday morning around 7, and it was ...orgeous. It had a huge porch, a two car garage, and trees in just the right places. It was a really cool house. Dad unhitched the car carrier from the truck in front of the house. Then, he backed the truck in to the front yard. Mom pulled the other car, our van, into the driveway. We all took a tour of the new house, it was the first time any of us. As I walked back into the smaller cinema area there was a guy laying back on the lounge with another guy clearly sucking him off in front of anyone who cared to watch. Amazed by the open sexuality of every one here and kind of in shock I decided to leave the 2 of them to it, however instead of leaving I decided to go back to the larger cinema figuring what the fuck, if every one else here can jerk off in public so could I. I sat back down but my original centre seat was taken so I sat in a. Everything hugged meyet slid and slipped so effortlessly. Everything from the waist down feltnaked and secure at the same time.In the mirror I saw a woman that I'd somehow missed before. In profile,the skirt lay flat and smooth in front with just enough roundness in backto hold the pinched waist in place. I ran my hand down the back and sidesthe way I've seen countless women smooth a skirt and shivered. Doeseveryone know how good this feels? Have all those women in offices aroundthe world been. .." Just tell him I'm here," David said tersely. Something in his voice prodded her to do his bidding and shortly after Mr. Rogers came out and greeted David like an old friend. I left him there after he told me he'd bring my case up, or rather it was the case I'd borrowed from him, and my new clothes and say good bye before he left. The girls in the office were all keen to hear my story but Sylvia pointed to the pile of files on my desk and told me that I had work time to make up. At morning.