. he could be dead already – and I might not have been here for him ... or Laurie!'"This virus it is poisoning his blood, we are trying to purge it ...s best as we can, but really what we need is a total blood transfusion ... and maybe more than one – if we are to completely wipe it out," he looked at the two young women as though trying to assess their strength. "Are you the only blood relatives?" We have an aunt ... my father's sister," Iris said softly. "And she is on her way here even as we. Tempting.''Have you ever been intimate with a male who was wearing something feminine?''Oh, I had a boyfriend who put on my panties once or twice but he was so butch it never occurred at the time that he might be into cross-dressing. Since I've read up, I know it happens all the time.''Yes,' I said, 'Now that you're looking for them you'd be amazed to see where panties and lipstick turn up. And what about Andrew? Did he give you any reason to think that he would make a good sissy?' As I said. She is crying, now, as her pupils take turns at feeling her bare tits - and then she feels a hand going up her leg."No! Please!" she protests, but it's way too late for that. Hands pull the front of her skirt up and her brief black panties are revealed. She knows that stray curls of her dark forest of pubic hair are peeping out round the sides of her panties. The hands are on her thighs, now, then one slides inside the leg of her panties... Her cuntlips are moist, an inevitable result of having. “This exercise always leaves me desiring a good riddling,” Miss Jacobs informed our heroes, “Not just a poke a good energetic riddle, like when a fire is choked with ash, that is how I feel.”“I say old gal,” Bunty replied, “It get’s my juices flowing as well.” “It’s the Porter,” Alan sighed, “It runs right through him.”“And your juices Allenbridge?” Miss Jacobs enquired, “You had a very good look up my skirts earlier, did my peach arouse you.”Alan went bright red with embarrassment, “I merely.