I made something of a production of carrying the folded sheets and pillow cases up to the upstairs linen closet, trying to reinforce the concept that ...here were legitimate things getting done in the basement. With the last load in the dryer, it was back to the cavern.The new suit went on the same way the old one had, but it seemed odd once I was standing there in it."The false shapes need some encouragement," Bud told me. "The first thing we need to do is get the suit's power cells full." With. My little boy cock sprang to life. My scream turned to a moan.Sasha leaned over and slid her tongue into my ear. The wet flesh swirled around, and I could barely breath it felt sooooo good.She whispered: "You will sooooo love being a girl."I floated on a cloud of pleasure and couldn't respond.She reached down and rubbed my cock through the satin, slowly, bringing me torturously close to cumming. Up and down, up and down, using just her index finger and thumb, gently holding it, sliding the. I thought about calling my husband, but I was too nervous and upset to speak to him. I decided I’d wait until he got home, took a couple of pills to calm myself, and laid down on the couch, hoping to nap but knowing the likelihood was slim to none. When Tom hadn’t arrived by seven o’clock, and the dinner I’d prepared was getting cold, I tried to call him. The phone went right to voicemail. Eight rolled by, and I was getting pissed. I’d had one of the most frightening and disturbing days of my. ..a while. And, from what we'd been discussing...so didshe.And time passed. As I waited there, clad in dark clothes with a hoodiepulled over my head, I checked the furniture one last time and thenheard people walking in the hallways near the room. I slid silentlyinto the kitchenette, so that the door would open and I could beconcealed behind it, and I waited.A moment passed, silence held itself in the air...And then, quietly, the keycard reader on the door chirped its tone ofdelivery. My.