More serious than I’d ever seen her before. That ever present devious hint of a smile was gone for the moment. “I guess what I’m trying to say ...s that I love you.” Her words were like an explosion in my mind. She loved me. How infuriatingly ironic that I should know this just when it had become impossible for us to be with each other, and when I was no longer a man. Even though I was a girl, I still had the same feelings for her, and the same desires. Knowing that I would never taste those. She pulls this red with colors string bikini, COTTON by the way, out of the drawer and told, "These are for you, I dont like cotton, I dont use cotton, give them to your girlfriend." I was in shock, I could no believe my luck, I did not think she knew about my fetish. I accept them with gratitude, I left her house and rushed to mine. I put them on and sure enough I felt like a million dollar. She called me the next day to see what I had done with them, I told her that I hide them in my drawer. "Billy was quiet a minute. He stared at her ripe body - realizing for the first time that Jenny was better put together than any of the girls he'd been with — and there were a ton of them."Jenny, I am dressing Rhett Butler, from "Gone With the Wind." You are going as Gypsy Rose Lee; you know how she dresses. You will be fine. Now get dressed and I'll put your makeup on." But why can't I go as Scarlett O'Hara?"With a big, and seemingly patient sigh, Billy responded, "Jenny, that was what I. It feels so good!" I opened my stance at my knees and began to lick her puckered hole exclusively. As I did, I felt the soft flesh of her toes begin to dance and tickle my balls. I reached up under her stomach and took her hand. I sucked two of her fingers and placed them at the entrance to her hole. I kissed down her thighs to the soft soles of those sexy feet. I kissed, and licked, and caressed each one in turn while she finger fucked herself. "That's enough," I told her taking her hand away..