The Lycra hugged her in all of the right places like a lover.So perfect was the fit that she could not see a wrinkle, especially aroundher cunt and ti...s. It wrapped around them with a tight caress that served asa constant reminder to herself, and the world, that she was no longer a man.Before the change, she had thought dancewear felt good. Now that she had abody designed for it, it was positively blissful.To celebrate she raised herself en pointe and did a few effortlesspirouettes. After the. Erin had taken an intro to Astronomy class, and one of their activities had been a visit to the observatory as a history lesson. Since the observatory was built in the 1860's it was way too old for use by any of the current astronomers. In fact, other than the novelty of using so old an instrument, almost no one used the building at all.What made her surroundings seem out of place was the addition of several distinctly medieval touches that she somehow knew were not a part of the tour. The. I helped enthusiastically as she worked a six-inch poodle pink vibrator in and out of her pussy while I plunged a small flexible blue rubber dildo up her spunk filled bum much to her enjoyment - and mine. Her anal orgasms were squirty affairs. Much to her embarrassment and my amusement."You must think I'm terrible," she said with her fingers to her lips as we talked about the experience. "I have to be really worked up for that to happen." Are you kidding? I thought it was fantastic," I replied. The fact that we were both from the same area in Montana was the first attraction. Caitlyn is from Big Sky, and I'm from Ennis. We weren't dating exactly; we just went along with the group. Usually we ended sitting together.Caitlyn was of Irish extraction also. She was 5 feet 7 with a slender body. Slender I said but not skinny. Her hair is auburn, worn long and she has green eyes. Caitlyn is a fine Irish lass.As we got to know each other, we would talk for hours. Often the rest of the group.