I just loved them they were covered in lace and frills, so soft and sexy. I can never tie the gown in the back so I called the nurse to come in and t...e it for me. She saw my lingerie and commented on how pretty they looked and how the Dr. will really like them since they are a lot prettier than last year. Like the previous year she took my blood pressure and asked me how I was doing and if I had any concerns. She then asked me if I still had the same bf and how he liked my sissy appearance. . It did not take long for me to stand at her doorstep with a mouthful of air, as the anxiety was too much to handle. When I got inside, I found Anita dressed in a black chiffon sari. She looked amazing. She appeared to be waiting for someone to hunt her down and rip the sari off her body before eating her live and take her to a state of multi-orgasmic spasms. Her deep, big, dark eyes narrated everything – which she had been waiting for this day, for this moment.In her drawing room, we embraced. " Mmmm. That would be even better." Then you could finish over my tits, if you like. I'll leave my bra off. Remember when we were first married, how you loved creaming my titties?"Sounds like a great plan. What are we waiting for!" I'll just get out of these panties - they're sopping wet!"~ ~ ~ ~ ~Willow Wood was a good half-hour's walk away, but it was a balmy evening and dusk was falling. I grasped Alice firmly by the arm as she was beginning to totter on the unmade track. The overhanging. I was wondering if..." Bernie, please get to the point." Have you and Joe..." No we haven't. Not yet, anyway." Then Val, engulfed in what would later be termed a light postpartum depression, began to cry. Bernie held Val close to her chest and tried to soothe her. Val seemed to be responding to her when Caroline began to cry."Oh, Christ," Val swore and stood up and went to the baby's crib, lifted her up and brought her back to the couch where she had been sitting with Bernie."Feeding time," she.