That put her between my comfy recliner and the big screen. I tried to watch TV but I found it difficult as I found my eyes drawn to her cute butt as s...e lay on her stomach with her knees bent upward. I noticed that every time she moved her legs her little plaid skirt got higher and higher until finally I could see her white cotton undies.The situation was turning me on something fierce.Her white panties were snug enough against her firm womanly butt that they clearly showed her tiny crack. This helped Sally stop sobbing and is a part of our method of building the character of girls.I traced some of the strokes the Mead had placed on the backs of her thighs. The moved up to comment on the cuts to her sit spot.Little did Sally know that these had been arranged by me! Finally tracing the hard, parallel tramlines on her full bottom.By this time the cuts were coming to fruition, some weeping a little blood. The poor girl must have suffered so.I told Sally to get completely nude and I. But I didn'tagree with your other steps, like having to shave my body, or wear otherfeminine things like stockings, dresses and these heels. But there is noway, I'm wearing a woman's wig and put on makeup. I mean we are aloneand they have no link to me as a man at all. I'm putting my foot downthis time."As soon, as I said the last sentence I regretted it. I had gone too far.That was a line that was somewhat of a staple for me. I usually said itwhen Dani was pleading for something or another. It. I was breathless. ‘Yeah, gorgeous,’ I whispered. ‘I just had an orgasm watching you cum.’ He pulled up his shorts and hooked an arm around me and drew me in, kissing me fully, mouth open and greedy and I melted into his chest. At least an hour had passed. The sun was still full on but the girls had gone and just a few mooched up and down the sand. My hand was sticky as was everything inside my pants. ‘Can we go for a dip?’ I husked. ‘Need to freshen up a little,’ I explained. ‘Me, too,’ he.