If Alex catches me, hell punish me. As it is, I rarely have access to my wife but he could make it even worse. I cant take the chance. The bell rings....I swing my legs around and slide off the stool, getting my balance more quickly this time and walking down the hallway. I can feel the strain in my calves and thighs, understand why women hate these shoes and why men love them. I feel my ass tight and high in the air and I want to puke. When I turn in through the door, I just stare. My wife is. And it seemed like the guy from the special make-up department had done an impressive job. Well, he had seen it himself already, but he still had been having some doubts about it. However, seeing those guards faces, he knew now that it looked convincing."Take her to the execution field, I'm done with her!" Umm ... Yes, Sir," one of them said while looking at Sylvia. "I ... umm ... I can better carry her, I don't think she can walk on her own!" That would probably be the best," Agent 1 said.The. Every nerve ending of my body was alive, itwas on fire to the touch, my own little sissy boi clit simply gushedjuices, my first true sissygasm.Paul and I spent all of the remainder of the night together, we madelove two more times - how he had the energy and the vitality for thatnumber was beyond me; he said it was because I was the horniest womanhe had ever met. This was the first of many compliments that made mefall in love with him. I slept in his arms, simply the most amazing andrestful. Monica was an amazing twenty-year-old. She had long dark hair, dark eyes and a button nose that sat on top a mouth that could suck cock like a pro if she wasn’t a lesbian. To round it off, she had freckles. Freckles that just begged to be spunked on, Sean thought in his mind.“Sean, I'm going to be in your town at the end of the week.”Sean sat up and took notice. Really, maybe his fantasy of her would come true. They had spoken many times about what would happen if they actually met up and Sean.