We asked Francine to undress and took her measurements and weight. We measured her height, bust, waist, and hips. Measuring her breasts included above... below, and across the fullest part. Francine showed no sign of being modest at all even when I fingered her pussy and ass. We set up the first scene by asking her to use the toilet first then to give herself an enema, a douche, and then asked her to brush her teeth and to take a shower while we videotaped her. Francine smiled and said that she. I wasn't listening. I didn't care to know what he had to say. He was mumbling something about leaving. Leaving Trans-con, I think. He was in near tears as he eluded to the fact that he might have to reveal some secret of his. I didn't know what he was saying. My focus was on the glass that soon became empty.Within a few minutes, the drug had taken effect. He wasn't feeling good. He felt nauseated. He asked me to help him to the bathroom. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, before I. I even unzipped at her request so she could rub the satiny bulge as it pushed its way through the zipper.We were in a booth in the back of the restaurant, and the long tablecloth hid our actions. On Tuesday we stopped by her friend Queenie's shop; she was glad to see us. While I admired all the sexy clothing, Lydia questioned her about makeup. She left with everything we needed, and I left with an idea. As soon as dinner ended she made me take a shower, shave my body hair and return to her room. My reward would be here in a few minutes. Then she said we should get me ready for it. With that she got out the lube and applied some to her fingers and my hole. I was in heaven as she slowly worked her fingers in and out. Just then I heard the doorbell ring again as was instructed to remain in this position until she returned. I heard her open the door and I heard a mans voice. After a few minutes I heard them walk into the room and my wife explain to him that I was the sissy she had been.