Harris’ pussy, had made her almost crazy to feel the same thing. She was feeling that way with both Fred and Bobby now. It was part of why she’d a...reed to marry him. She wanted to be fully a woman. She had no idea how to be a wife, but she could learn that. Fred had been so patient with her. He could have found another girl, one who would have sex with him, but he hadn’t. So she’d said yes to his proposal.But right now, she had to see what it felt like.He found that narrow gap in her hymen and. She was very specific on how she wanted everything done plusadded the laundry. It took me more than a full day, but since she wasstaying late in the city, I still completed the list. I had also wornsomething a little less practical, a black and white dress with a tightskirt, matching black lace lingerie, a garter belt with stockings, andfull 4 inch heels. I had to move more deliberately in the heels andtight skirt but again loved the feeling of the feminine clothes andthoroughly enjoyed the. They didn’t have Him.It took her two months or more to accept he was just what he presented himself to be. She just knew it had to be an act, some studied performance or sociopath defense mechanism at work. No one was that in control of themselves. No one moved that perfectly. No one didn’t fuck up at least half the time. No one went about their life constantly respected and respecting others that way. Eventually, she grew tired of trying to wake herself up from a dream. “Okay,” she finally. It contained shapewear:Girdles, Corsolettes, All-in-ones, waist cinchers, and the mostgorgeous satin corset I have ever seen. The corset was bridal white,full body, boned heavily, with a bra built for straps or strapless. Ittook my breath away. I coveted it. But this box belonged to my"daughter". Oh Shit!There was still more in the caverns of that box. Next came individuallybagged slips, full and half, of the highest quality satins and silks,in colors to match everyone of the panties. Some had.