"We'll sleep tonight and start the...uh...ROUGH stuff tomorrow." I've got some dinner for you...right here." He grinned a stupid grin at her and she k...ew he was joking.She pulled her sweater back on over her stylish black skirt-suit and he fondled her ass as she did. Instead of protesting or pulling away she backed against his hand. "Don't stop doing that," she grinned at him over her shoulder.They walked the hundred yards back to the dining hall as it began getting dark. There were dozens of. He quickly pulled out hismatching bra and knickers set, the little black and purple lacy ones,before also pulling out some opaque hold-ups - purple ones quitedifficult and expensive to buy. For ease he threw on some tracksuitbottoms and a rugby top before cooking himself some pasta to eat.Nearly every Friday ended up like this for Jacob, not by accident but bychoice. He loved the thrill of becoming a woman, in his mind becomingthe sister that he had been supposed to be. His mother had always. "Now clean the inside. Put your tongue inside me." I pushed my tongue in. Very little resistance from her, so I went way in. She made a few grunts and started breathing deep. As she started moving up and down, I could see her white pussy cream building up on her lips. She was literally fucking my tongue, and grinding her pussy on my face. And this went on for a while. A long while. My tongue and jaw were hurting, but I knew better than to complain. Finally, I felt her starting to do a whole. After soakingmy fingers in her nailbath, she removed any dead tissue, trimmed andpushed my cuticles, and filed my nails.After a time, my toes and fingers were painted a bright pink. Did I sayI'm loving being pampered? We slept in loving embrace that night, bothwearing matching pastel pink nighties. The next morning, I realized Iwanted become a woman, and that I was hopelessly in love." 3Oh, yes. The first time Carla ever slipped her wonderful shecock intomy,as.