“ My place.” he replied matter-of-factly. He let me out of the door and I walked behind him slowly, waiting for what was next. Once we were inside...the front door, he grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me to him, kissing me roughly. His tongue caressed mine, and his hands slide from my lower ass up to my lower back. They stopped and ripped off my thong, making my crotch burn as the fabric was violently torn away. I gasped and tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He laughed and. Which was arousing for me...which made it more arousing for her...which made it—well, you get the idea. Sometimes she would fall under the snake-spell and just stand there, hypnotized, feather-duster held in her upraised hand, watching my hand traveling slowly up and down, up and down... But she did finally finish dusting, and plugged in the vacuum.The vacuuming was noisy, of course—but again it was the way she did it: straddling the hose and pushing the head forward and backward across the. With all her strength, she pulled herself together and pushed him away. His eyes were alight with lust and desire, but underneath that she could see something more. She felt an ache in her heart — in a place where she had locked up all her pain and hurt. Cradling his face in her small hand, she looked at him, while her thumb caressed his swollen lips. He pulled her closer but with a tenderness that brought tears to her eyes. ‘I don’t know where this is going but I know you won’t hurt me,’ she. Once at home, after a lovely cup of Tea, a chat in which Mummy told menot to get to ahead of myself. That I shouldn't be wanting everythingto of happened, like yesterday. Just to let these thing happen andyou'll really love every minute of your sissy girly life. Ashley orDenise for that matter didn't change in only a week. I guess I knewwhat she meant by that. But I couldn't help getting all excited,wanting to in girls' clothes and treated like a girl, one like Ashleyis.It was then back to.