.. um ... you didn't want any, Sir?" She looked a little worried."Exactly. Why did you ask me like that?" I said in a gentler tone. I didn't like that...'this slave' bullshit, but I needed to know if it was something she wanted."I guess I was trying it on?" she said "I mean, I'd seen it stories and wondered if that's how I should talk when it's just us ... um ... Sir." She appended."Fair enough. Honestly, it does nothing for me, in fact it seems kind of silly and overwrought. I'd prefer you speak. I could not believe what was happening. This was my first feeling of how a breast felt. The nipples were not pointed or thick like how I had seen in blue films that i watched with my classmates but they were strange short and not thick at all. I somehow feel women with short nipples are hornier than the ones who have pointed nipples. I unhooked the blouse and lifted the white bra and had my first suck of a pair of boobs as an adult. The movie ended and we just retired to our respective rooms.. .." "No, silly, it wasn't like that at all! It simply reflected... Her. Andrea. There didn't seem to be any choice in the matter." "Am I to infer a secret yearning for womanhood?" The very idea seemed absurd. Let psychoanalysts babble what they like, Andrew struck me as the last man in the world to be turned on by that sort of fantasies. Then again, there was no escaping the fact that we were already far into the surreal territory anyway. "No," he said simply. "And it didn't strike me that. I shook myhead, tugged it again, then let it fall back behind me as I stood up.I looked down at myself, taking in all of my body's curves, then slowlyrunning my hand over them. It felt extremely strange to be doing thatespecially as I didn't even have any of those curves the day before.Hell, I hadn't really even seen any of those curves yet. I could seequite a bit of them through my clothes, but that wasn't exactly the samething.A minute later, I was back in the bathroom and staring at my.