Her thigh was pressing against mine, and I felt the warmth of her through my pants. I could resist no longer and allowed my hand to settle lightly on...her knee. She placed her hand on top of mine and pulled it up under her dress to the bare legs above her nylons. Then she leaned closer to me.“I wasn’t sure you wanted me,” she said.“I’ve wanted you since first time you showed up at the field,” I said. “I guess I’m kind of shy with my propositions.”“I think you’re doing okay. Where would you. They just never were successful getting the natives to want to cut cane, build walls, or fell trees. Go figure. Here was a society based on tropical islands where the fish practically jumped out of the ocean, and the fruit actually did drop from the trees. The temperatures were always warm, so clothing was for decoration only. It was far enough away from anywhere that I doubt they had to worry about attacks. I'm not about to belittle them for enjoying life and eschewing work...I glanced back at. " Ooooooooo Juuuule I caaaaarnt staaaand it." Ooooooooooo nooooo ooooooo noooooo stoooop." lisped Sissy.An elderly lady, tears of laughter running down her face, shouted, "Listen to Sissy's pink bells ringing girls, oh this is so funny."It was true Sissy's pink bells were ringing on the end of his sissy prick, his huge tits bouncing up and down, black stocking clad legs dancing in the air, all previous resemblance to his former arrogant self totally destroyed, now just a lisping feminised. Betty dropped her purse, her knees buckling from the pain. In a moment she found herself on her knees on the floor, Jack still twisting her arm behind her and laughing at her escape attempt."Now, you're not going to try to get away, are you?" What are you doing? You're crazy," she gasped, her head dropping toward the floor.Betty could hardly breathe because of the pain. Jack loosened his grin, pulling Betty toward one of the cabinets. She tried getting up, her feet tangling around one another..