You look so fucking hot on your hands and knees Joan.”I couldn’t answer because my mouth was full of a big cock head and the big black teenage mus...ular stud had a good grip of each side of my head. “Take my cock you fucking slut. Fred’s already claimed the slut’s pussy; you’ll have to settle for her hot mouth and throat. Believe me you’ll love fucking the slut’s throat. I am enjoying fucking it.”I felt good as the big stud rammed his entire big cock into my ass until his balls slapped my. She didn't know which, but she sure wasn't about to question it.The dinner was silent as always and they still slept on opposite sides of the bed, too. But at least there were no harsh words for her to listen to that night."Bonnie, are you sure you want to wear that dress?"It was Sunday morning, and David was pursing his lips in disapproval of the dress she'd put on.Bonnie was looking at herself in the mirror as she prepared to put the finishing touches to her make up. Looking at her. Why? Because as well as a house sitter and book reviewer I'malso a transvestite.For those of you who are unfamiliar with the term it means I like todress as a woman, though it doesn't mean I'm gay. Okay, I am gay butmost transvestites aren't. I sometimes dress at my other charges buthere in the wilds of Scotland I can wave goodbye to Mr & Mrs Hodder asDonald then change into my alter ego "Deborah" until it's time for themto return. I have been caught once or twice by the postman or. I swore that I would not hold against Sylvia the fact that she was prettier then me. Hell, almost everyone was prettier than me."So Sylvia, how was your meeting with Jennifer?" I asked."I have a pad full of notes. Most of them cover what I am supposed to do, if you disappear for days at a time," she said almost seriously."Oh now that is interesting, what do you do?" I asked."If it is the first day, I am to clean the office and go to a movie. Make only decisions that must be made to prevent a.