” “Said with enthusiasm; this bodes well.” There was a knock and then the door opened. And a tall slim man with a confident air and an engaging ...mile walked in. “This is Alex, love. Alex meet Sandra.” “Hello Alex,” said Sandra. “Alex, please forgive my little games but I’ve asked Peter to undress you. I guess he may have told you, but this is a special treat for me. If I’m naked, I like my attendants to be naked. You are going to attend to me aren’t you Alex.” “Yes ma’am,” he said, a calm. She sucked in her breath but didn't speak. For all her candidness, she remained unaccustomed to such specific and graphic talk.Again, nudging her thigh to keep her attention, I went on, "No. For us... for you... incest isn't about fucking." Again, the little gasp. In a softer voice I added, "I think your fear of incest is about getting pregnant," and then fell silent.She exploded, "Cripes, Billy! Pregnant! By you? Where in heck did that notion come from? That's silly. That's goofy, you know. I dropped to my knees, between his legs, and started sucking him, showing him how big of a fag I was. Soon, he took my by the hand and led me to his bedroom where I sucked him off, of course swallowing him and rimmed his sweet ass.This really was the start of my desire to become a faggot. We played around often. He started to fuck me with dildos. I could feel my transformation taking place. Sex with my wife did nothing for me. I was constantly thinking of being with men. I would hookup with. She heard Lady Erisa step back. "You look absolutely wonderful, Twilight. I am sure the others will just adore my latest little gift from my husband. And you will be nothing less than stunning when I show you off in a proper setting. Now, Twilight, if my guests are sufficiently enamored with you tonight, you will be allowed to finish pleasuring yourself before you head off to sleep." She gave her slave a sly smile. "And just maybe I will allow you to pleasure me in return, if I'm not too worn.