The stimulation to the sensitive area was excruciating, like a mosquito crawling across my hand. I could see it but I could not swat it. Like counting...the steps the mosquito would take to cross my hand I blocked out the urge to burry my cock deep within her to squelch what she was doing to me."Open your eyes," I said, hoping to break her concentration."That's not a rule," Laura countered, obeying me. She blinked her eyelids innocently."Do you give up?"A blank look came to her face. "Me give up?. "We're toying with partial feminization. I don't like the idea of wasting such a fine cock by removing it, so the final surgery is out of the question. Lewis has pointed out that even hormones might do damage, by lowering his testosterone levels. So, at least for now, until we know better, we're more interested in making him a transvestite. That way, after all, he can go back and forth between male and female. At least he can until we tire of pretending that he's got much of anything manly. ”He's a respectable looking, handsome man, and I thought that he looked a little familiar to me. I got in and we had driven for only a few blocks, when he turned into a narrow alley behind a hardware store. That’s when I remembered why he looked so familiar. My father had taken me to that store with him one time when I was only twelve years old. Gavin didn’t recognize me, and I sure wasn’t about to tell him who I really am.We got out of his car, and he led me up a narrow staircase on the back. Most of them had not seen their husband or fiancé for years, so you can imagine the talk could be a little immodest at times. I heard about things I never imagined, and I also heard of things I could imagine and wanted to try. One thing in particular, I wanted to try, now.I asked him to "Stand up a sec." He did, I stood in front of him and undid his trousers and pants. Then, I pushed him back so he was sat on the edge of the bed. Sinking to my knees in front of him, I grasped his twr. That felt.