You said that her fishnet stockings looked much better encasing my legs than hers. You told me that when Joan wore them, she looked like a joint of be...f, all trussed up with string. I laughed like a drain at the time. I gurgled like a geyser, almost choking on my mirth. I must admit that now it makes me feel a little mean.They say I'm obsessed with you, but I don't see it like that. We had something special, and you awakened me. I guess with you I was like a moth to the light. Although, I'd. They griped I was like a sea of ice. ‘Can’t you just be a little more extroverted? A tiny bit… The camera won’t bite, honey.’ they would always repeat, in endless sing-sangy voices. And I flipped my hair and gave them the glint in my eyes they had asked for. They claimed I was like a body without soul. I was doing my best, I honestly was. But when they would arrange the floodlights and zoom in the cameras I would automatically lose my identity. Every click flash was adding up and I ended each. He was a powerful well-built boy who had always teased me for my slight and willowy build. Then he had beaten me and tormented me after Elizabeth and I had been caught ?in flagrant transvestis? (Yes it?s my own description,) on that fateful day so long ago. I shuddered nervously as I recalled the beating. ?I?m not sure about this my dearest. He might still recognise me. He?s a brute!? I squeaked nervously. ?We?ve got the whip hand here,? interjected Azure, ?even if he does recognise. I moved ahead and kissed her on her cheeks knowing well her husband is watching us only. She was bold in giving me a kiss on my lips. It was her acknowledgement to move forward and we left for my place.Her husband drove the car while we both sat in the back. I was Horney and wild. she was participating well. I controlled my feelings until we reached my apartment and after that we all exploded.It didn’t took us more than a minute to put her on the bed and undress her slowly kissing her lips/.