“Lock that door and come here,” she says. I lock the door and approach her. “This is what you and all the boys want to see, isn’t it?” she a...ks. I nod. “Then take a good look at it.She spreads her legs more. I devour her cunt. with fam-ished eyes. I could look at it forever. It draws me as though it were the center of my being. She plays with it a little to show me the inner and the outer lips and the way they open up, and the clit and the little pee hole.“It’s just – beautiful, Miss Pennwell,”. See,it suddenly occured to me that these were the type of people I needed to meet.I had to learn how to dress and appear as a real woman.This was accomplished with the help of a couple of really nice drag queens I met there,Misty and Diana,and a lot of patience on my part. I would come home from work and put on my "face"EVERY day,experimenting,calling those two with questions and removing and starting all over if I didn't like the results.I also put on heels and walked around my apartment 'til. Just inside the door she stopped and pulled off her t-shirt and shorts. She stepped out of her shoes and moved to the bed. She came around behind me and softly slid into bed with me. I knew two things for sure at that moment. The first was that the woman was not Kelly. Kelly didn't have that much hair on her head. The second thing I was sure of was that she didn't know who she was in bed with.Within seconds of her sliding into bed with me I smelled wine. She had had a little or a lot of wine. She sank to the bed next to me. “I love you too, my pet.” I slid down all the way to the foot end of the bed and began to put tiny kisses on the soles of her feet, alternating sides, her small purrs of pleasure soon rewarding me. I kissed every inch of her feet, then slowly made my way up her ankles and shins. When I reached her thighs, her breathing grew faster and her legs parted to allow me easier access. I fought the feelings that were welling up inside me and took my time, enjoying every.