" "After you can squirt anymore, give me another kiss." I felt him twitching as my cherry acting as the base. Needless to say, I felt the pain pushing...again, but I still kept a lid on it, though. I just had to think about what the future would bring, mainly the good parts. I placed my hands on the back of his head and glued to our lips together. All the while, Gia got the bed to quake a bit because she was masturbating like never before. "Yes, yes, yes, Pete, make out with our mommy after you. Madame Fabulous had grilled me about my intentions, but all she got outof me was that I needed to pass as a woman on a college campus. Aftershe forced me to recite some stupid pledge about discovering my innerwoman, she handed me off to one of her "mistresses" who proceeded tohumiliate me. My body was stripped, measured and waxed (sheer torture)then my hair was pruned, my eyebrows plucked, and my nails polished.The wardrobe department, which catered to crossdressers getting dolledup for hot. ”“You’re full of shit, Mary and stop calling me MIKEY! I always hated that name! It’s getting you excited to be stripping for Paul because he’s a red-blooded man and I’m not. Well you MADE me this way but the point is that as long as you’re the center of attention you don’t give a fuck about taking your clothes off. So put your bra back on.”I certainly didn’t have to tell her twice and she didn’t argue about what I said. Instead, she immediately stooped, picked up her bra and began to slip it. She texted again that she was not feeling sleepy so she wanted a company. I said ok to her. We both stand at our balcony and texted each other. I asked her to call me on skype, to which she replied that she doesn’t know much about these modern days technologies. I said no problem we are chatting right now just like skype. She smiled. The smile in her face makes her more beautiful.We talked till 3 in the morning. While saying good bye I gave her a flying kiss. She just smiled again. We were.