It was a delight to see her walk; she swayed her hips and her hips undulated like waves breaking over the indented coast line of the sea.I made Sheeba...acquainted with my family and she and Cherry used to come over during weekends to stay at home for the simple reason that they relished homely food. While at home we use to fondle and kiss each other privately. Sheeba’s lips were like wet cherries and she used to bite mine with erotic fervor.It all happened when my parents and my sisters decided. .you saw me...and now, why are you here?" I asked, feeling a little more confident. "Because I am a Dom. I know what you are. A cross-dressing male, maybe even a sissy male. I like men who dress up as chicks. It makes them that much more easy to control. I've got several guys and women under my current dom-ship. When I saw you outside, I couldn't help but be interested in your situation."Was this really happening? "I, uh, already have a Mistress," I managed to stammer. "Oh, well, she is a lucky. Perhaps I should start at the beginning.My name is Gabby Hunter. My real name is Gabrielle, but nobody except blood kin, and the clerk who typed my birth certificate ever know that.I'm the president-elect of Alpha Chapter of Delta Alpha Delta Sorority. We call ourselves the Deltas. I was appointed chair of a special fund raising committee. Our big spring fling, called the Rites of Spring, is in trouble. It appears that the Rites Committee set an over ambitious goal; three nights at The Lodge;. . please don't..." she pleaded, pressing her buttocks down into the mattress in an effort to escape his torturous invasion between her legs.McShea sniggered, his ugly face twisted in a lewd grin as he watched his cohort's thick finger drubbing into the pink-fleshed hole in her sparse, blonde-covered loins. Christ, she was a sexy looking slut all right... the old man's private fuck, too... damn, he was really going to enjoy this one."You know what happens to people who cross the boss, don't.