I asked my sister about it and in plain fact she told me that she forgot to bring her undergarments from her hostel and her only piece of undergarment...is wet as due to rain it has not dried enough for her to wear. I told her don’t worry, we will go when the rain stops, but the rain didn’t stopped till 10 pm at night. Then my mom said, leave it like that only, yu go in the morning to the market, I said ok took my dinner and went to sleep. I was lying there, when I heard my sister coming for. ?Here I am, dressed as a girl and I feel strange?foolish, so now what?? I said to myself. I was embarrassed to be seen by anybody, but then, who was going to see me or who would recognize me? So why was I concerned? I hardly felt I was wearing anything as compared to my woolen uniform and normal, male attire. In fact, I felt rather ?undressed? in a dress. I had never worn such attire and it felt?.different?embarrassing? Yet, why should I be embarrassed? No one knows me. And they. I was a single man and wanted a parnter who could share with the daily chores and have for sexual gratification. Finding some one to leave everything the city offered to move to a rural area was a quest in itself. I knew I wanted a completely submissive woman ant my feet.So I put a ad on craigslist and it went a lil something like this" tall single white dominate male iso single submissive woman to move to a homestead in a very rural are to live off the grid" I got a few replys but didnt see a. I want to hear you moan and cry out for me like that now. Don’t you think you owe me that?” Henry swung the strap soundly across the top of her creamy cheeks which seemed whiter against her tan lines.“OHHHAAAAhhhhh!!!” Lori clenched and unclenched her bubble but rapidly, and rocked slightly side to side at the sting of the strike.“What do you have to say for yourself young lady?” Again he swung the strap landing it with a loud smack against the center of her cheeks this time. The first lick was.