He stood full on in front of me, blocking all others from observing what was unfolding, not that many could see as all people were facing forward, we ...ere quite alone on this packed bus, and my assault was beginning, I took a deep breath as his hand touched my bared thigh, I almost peed myself, having my upper thigh touched, unlocked the natural defense mechanism of locking your thighs together, mine fell apart, I bit my bottom lip and looked out the window, trying to dissociate my brain from. It wasn't long untilmost of our weekends were spent in her large boudoir of a bedroomwith her dressing in something very feminine and then with herworking me over until I was feminine in dress from head to toe andfrom the skin out!She began corseting me in one of her many satin corsets and shetaught me to walk in her highest stiletto heeled shoes. The additionof breast forms and a padded girdle rounded out my female shape andseemed to excite Brenda to no end. And as time passed we becamecloser. The g string I was wearing was soaked by then and I really needed some of his beautiful chocolate manhood soon.Doug loved me in the Red Louboutin Elises and he immediately paid for them, insisting that I wear them on the spot while carrying my ballet flats in the Louboutin bag. I complied and seeing as it was a weekday afternoon; about 4pm, and the shop was empty, I asked my regular sales girl, Kelly if I could spend a bit of time “trying out” my new shoes in one of their luxurious dressing. But I’m no ordinary woman. I’m only twenty seven, ten years younger than Mark, and only ten years older than my new stepson Johnny and his yummy little twin sister Jan, a fact that I thought about frequently. Mark was a wonderful lover, but I needed more. I had been fucking men since I was 12 years old and masturbating long before that. Mark was great, but no one man was enough for me.I searched the floor of the doorway to the bedroom, but found nothing. The other night I had found a tiny pair.