Then we became good friends , well i always wanted to enjoy her body was scared as she looked very decent kind a girl.One day i decided to ask her out...and she agreed that night we went to insomnia(dscotheque)she was looking awesome she wore a black tube top and a low waist jean , we danced for some time but after some time she got tired so we decided to go to her place and have dinner as she was staying alone in a rented flat ,we picked up food from a restaurant went tp her place .After diner. "The fluorescent lights buzzed and blinked. For a dungeon it wasexceptionally bright. I always thought dungeons were supposed to bedank and dimly dit, it was almost like a doctor's waiting room withchains on the walls instead of chairs. "You've seen a man turn into awoman?" I asked incredulously.Lil' John didn't like my question, being that big he probably had neverhad someone disagree with him before. "I wasn't there when they did itbut they brought the new girls back down here when they were. "Red. Very slutty." Next went my socks. "Mmm, yes, good choice." Suddenly, I was all but naked, with only my sissy things to preserve my modesty. "Yes . . . you'll do better than I hoped." Ah, mind telling me what's going on?"She chuckled softly, maliciously almost. "Exactly what you WANT," she replied. With that, she stripped out of her uniform, revealing black lingerie of her own underneath. "Exactly what you NEED," she smiled. Then, tossing me her yellow jacket, she said "Right pocket --. The day it's finished, Rose Ann walks out to admire it as I finish brushing on the stain. She absolutely loves it and I, of course, am obscenely proud of my work.I'm very, very careful to never touch her inappropriately and she finds ways of showing her appreciation. At least once a week, she manages an occasion for us to screw each other into exhaustion and cap it off with a long soak in her spa. Of course, I would prefer far more frequent bouts but there's this thing about looking gift horses.