“So how do I look?” She smiled, spraying expensive perfume on her neck.“Sex on legs!” Was my response. Her eyebrows raised approvingly and she...smiled.“Are you giving me a lift in to town?” She enquired.“Of course I am!” I smiled “But I cant guarantee keeping my hands off those sexy stockinged legs!”She smiled and shook her head, as we made our way downstairs and out of the house.Unlocking the car door, she eased sexily in to the passenger seat, sliding her long sexy legs in to the vehicle. Her. I am ogling a hung, thick man with tits for the first time in my life, who wants to have sex with me. And I do like his taut ass. I want it to happen, my libido is in overdrive. I want to fuck my first trannie. I really do.Without saying a word Janine is standing behind me and kissing my neck as she undresses me. Taylor and I are looking closely at each other. The sexual tension is electric as Janine runs her fingertips over my naked, erect nipples. Janine is tongue kissing me as she slides my. I once again broke the embrace and simply said, “Hey Nat, how's it been going?”She responded my saying, “Not to well man, I've missed you and had kind of a shitty year. Why haven't you texted me?”I did the only thing I could think of and mumbled. “I didn't think you wanted to talk to me after what I did to you. You seemed like you wouldn't want to talk to me or be my friend anymore.”With a small laugh she said. “Just as stupid as when you left Drew, of course I wanted to be your friend. I. I wasn’t accustomed to the idea that a Master wouldn’t want to beat me.When I was twenty-five, that Master had financial problems, and being the prettiest slave he owned, I got sold off. My fourth Master was the man who sold me to Mistress. He was a mix of character styles of my previous owners. He did beat me, but not gratuitously, or for his enjoyment. If I didn’t misbehave, I didn’t get beaten, so I behaved properly. I had more duties with my last Master, but was better looked after due.