Knowing that my dick is what one of my sister was wanting to see, I decided to give which ever one it was, a little show. I sat back down on the toile... seat and started to play with my dick. It did not take long for it to get hard, and I could see out of the corner of my eye that the little mirror was still there. I was sitting 90 degrees to the door, so I turned a little bit to give little s*s a better show. The way I was sitting she had a perfect view of my hard dick and me stroking it. I. He asked for a progress report. It'llbe a few hours before he gets here and he wants to know thateverything'll be the way he demanded it."Finally she had me turn on the shower. I was only allowed to use coldwater. The chilly spray made me hug myself and whimper. She but me rubevery part of my body to make sure all the hair was washed away. Atlast I was permitted to turn off the spray. As I stood there shiveringshe took another picture."Damn," she remarked. "When your ding dong gets cold. None. they are just what a womanwears, so that's what I wear.To further that point, its not about the clothes.I wear pants and a shirt most days. Dresses and skirts are saved forspecial occasions - just like most women my age. Yes, there are times whenI want to be more feminine, but I'm a practical woman , and so end up incomfortable, durable clothes. And as for underwear, that's even morepractical, as the only person who will ever see them is me.It's not about attracting attention.My happiest. My legs wereshaven as was all of my body hair. I finished this all up with longFrench manicured finger nails. And my favorite wig in an auburn color.Long shoulder length. Earrings and some of my wife's other jewelry .Iwas in heaven for about 2 hours a I was trying to explain about this as best as I could. You see I wassupposed to be with her on one of her horse weekends with our friends. Itold her that I had to be on call all weekend and could not be gone. Iwas not doing so well at the.