"What?" the guy teased. "I love being a slut," Julia growled as she felt her lower stomach tighten up. "I love being a slut," she repeated as her clit...exploded in waves of ecstasy. "I love it," she sighed satisfied. But Michael wasn't quite done with this new found slut yet. He pulled her back so she was sitting on her knees. With quick experienced hands he pulled her cotton running tank top further down. "Stretch out your arms," continued his demands. Still in a blissful state Julia complied. I was sipping on mine listening to Tommy tell Mike about our visits to the swingers clubs in the city. It was something we never spoke of in public, but Tommy had opened up to Mike. It was like they had been best friends forever. Mike had always had that effect on people. He was just a very likeable guy.“So, there I was finger-fucking this hot twenty-year old and next to me, Brandy was sucking a guy her dad’s age, it was such a surreal situation,” said Tommy and drank from his wine.Mike gave me. "I recounted my long journey to my present status including my tripsto the therapist and the fact that I was in hormone therapy, thatin fact many bodily changes have already occurred."Fascinating, Janet, we have a lot to think about. But in themeantime, lets have some fun. I would love to tie you up." I'm frightened, Joel, I don't know you very well ... " Here's my drivers license, call a friend give her the informationon the license, tell her we are about to become intimate and tocheck back. ” she began circling me like a wolf ready to pounce on its first meal in days. She was enjoying the agony she was inflicting and she was letting me know.“Do you know how many of you sluts I have remodelled?”“No Mistress.”“Ninety three, over the years I have been here I have remodelled ninety three of you sluts. That of course isn't counting the times I had to perform a secondary remodel of some of those more… resistant subjects.”Ninety three people had been sissified by this woman, the girls I.