He began eating again, but more delicately. Despite himself, he felt protective of the white blouse, and didn't want it to be soiled.Several pieces la...er, Richard carefully washed, and wondered what the hell was going on. "Maybe X was on his lunch break, and that's why the messages stopped?"There was another beep. \You wear a skirt so short people can see your panties when you bend over. X/Instantly, Richard was wearing such a skirt. He looked like a man in some sort of hideous little-girl. Now put me DOWN ? you big meanie!" he rendered a pathetic little sob.Her eyes cooled down rapidly, and she backed off, letting him slither back down the wall until he got his footing ? but there was still a deadliness there that he wasn't used to seeing.Mike was a typical male in the year 2040. Tiny and pretty: maybe one hundred and five pounds; sixty one inches in height. Very clothes conscious. Was highly proficient in all of the masculine attributes. Made his own dresses and lingerie.. All around her, her people stood in fealty. They did not bend their knee yet, but they knew it would be the last time they looked upon her face as a child. Juniper saw tears in the eyes of the women who had raised her, and a few of the men too, particularly Urik, a pale-skinned man from the north who had taught her how to fight and use a sword. Finally her eyes rested on her three proud brothers, standing together in a small group behind others. They all resembles her father in build, tall and. My mind wandered. I had not fantasized like that in years. My husband was a good lover, a good father, and a very good provider. I loved him very much.As my orgasm hit and my husband filled my pussy with his cum I was only thinking about how much my son was going to enjoy these panties. I was going to put on a fresh pair just for him so that he would have two pair to jerk off into that night. He would need them. I wasn’t going to wash up after sex either. That would make for a nice sticky.