"Tracey, can you help put on my bra?" Pedro said resignedly.I never thought that I would hear my brother ask me to help him put onhis bra I thought to...myself as I looked at him in the mirror and atmyself in my French Maids uniform and attached his first bra to hischest.He looked at himself in his bra and panties and I saw the bulge in hispanties. He still thought of himself as a boy, as a "him" not a "her."He then pulled the slip over his head and looked at me. The bulge haddisappeared,. The case is ... the works ... not gold ... and NOT rust proof.So ... the Royal Oak has a timer set and it beeped.Tyche has a watch too ... it’s not quite the watch mine is but it IS a New Zealand birthday present ... for a nine year old it was a decent timepiece. A Rolex Submariner ... for a four year old it’s pretentious as all get out. And we had synchronized the time.The brat took off and left me still in the clutches of Mr Lieutenant Asshole.I could hear her cackling as she sped away.“This. Elisha shuddered as she pushed the tip of her middle finger between her two pussy lips, feeling the wet and slick folds of her box against her own touch. Her eyes still watching herself in the mirror, Elisha was becoming incredibly turned on just by watching herself masturbate like this. She was panting slightly now, a light sheen of sweat beginning to form on her forehead as she rubbed her breast underneath her shirt, watching her hand roll it around beneath the stretching fabric.Elisha knew. I didn't. I was pleasantly surprised to see Joanne's lovely shape as the door opened. While she wasn't dressed nearly as provocative as I'd seen in the past, she still looked very appetizing. Then again, there really wasn't anything that she didn't look good in. She wore what could be described as a waitress' uniform. But with the skirt a little too short, heels a little too high and a blouse with just a little too much cleavage. It has Mistress' fingerprints all over it."Hey handsome," she.