A valley that, starting from a little dimple, coursed downward, and curved inward between her thighs. It was like the letter "V" with a straight line ...own through the center! Surely a boy's thing couldn't be pushed very far into that tight, narrow little place. Probably it was only supposed to be rubbed along the length of the little valley, be- tween the fat little hills. Meanwhile the efficacy of Flora's homeopathic remedy for impotency was making itself appar- ent, and my cock began to. . And my mind returns to the two most significantbirthdays of my life. It was on my sixteenth birthday that I finallymade the decision to live 'as Stuart'. During the afternoon, afterschool, mum, Emma, Becca and I went for spa treatments, manicures,pedicures, make-overs... And during the night, I obliterated every traceof the femininity that had been forced upon me. I ascended the stairs athome as Claire... And descended them as Stuart.Exactly 365 days later, on my seventeenth birthday, I woke. Queenie had opened a professional makeup case and set up some extra lighting. She bade me take a seat where she combed my hair back and then secures it under a net. She immediately went to work on mw. The only mirror was face down on that table, so I could not track her progress.I expressed my doubt in her efforts and she responded with a laugh. "I am one of the top makeup artists in South Florida. If I charged you for this, it would cost you big-time." I remained silent as she worked, and. As soon as she had it in her mouth he shoved hard on the back of her head pushing her nose firmly into his pubes. He leaned forward in the recliner and grasped her loose fitting house dress and pulled it up around her shoulders exposing her ample ass. I had two surprises – 1) she was not wearing any underwear and 2) there were two angry red welts where the belt had struck her. I had not realized how hard he swung it. Her ass was fat enough that I could not see her pussy, just some tufts of hair.