There was a suitcase mixup which had resultedin my wearing my wife's bikini for a dip in the hot tub, and later,donning more of her clothes. Somethin... about me wearing women's clothinghad triggered a change in our relationship and our behavior. For mypart, I found that wearing feminine clothing was simultaneously relaxingand exciting, and that I really enjoyed it. I also realized that Ienjoyed wearing pretty clothes and taking care of household chores for aman. I enjoyed being treated as a. They were both hairdressers. Edie was another middle-aged woman. Shelooked around 40. She was polite and had short, reddish hair. The kindof hair I always resented women for having because it always seemed tome that that they were given the gift of femininity and failed toembrace it.Amanda was a different story. She identified herself as a "designer."She was young, perky and blonde. She was slender like a ballerina. Shemoved with such grace, much like my wife did and I could only aspire to.Her. I did as I was told totally loving every second of it. First it was one finger then two, then he said if I didn't get three fingers in my pussy with his cock he was going to stop fucking me and I wasn't going to get his cum. I forced my hole open and managed to get my fingers in with his cock, he was taunting me all the while. I was told to stroke my clit and get it hard, but he was driving his cock in and out of me, going so deep I could not get it hard so he reach down and squeeze and slapped. I could no longer celebrate my birthday on the Fourth of July. I was still a Cancer, however, as Alice Spencer-Killdare was born on the twenty-fifth of June in Sydney. For my birthday, Eoin's mother took me shopping again, still trying to deck me out in the height of lady-like fashion. Per Eoin's suggestion, I always allowed Lady Spencer (or grandmother, as I called her) or Lady Ancen (Elizabeth, William's mother) to buy me a few feminine outfits to go with my otherwise very preppy, very boyish.