" At least I was spared that! I had seen my mother in a corset a number of times, as well as my sister Yvonne once or twice...corsets were torture ...evices! And from what Madame Olga had just implied, I too would be laced into one soon...in the near future! I would also have to dance, in a tutu and ballet skirt, as well! I was sat down on a stool, and told to sit up straight, while Aukse plucked my eyebrows. It hurt terribly; I shed a few involuntary tears. Aukse murmured that "Beauty. Since he was busy during the day still searching for work, Gloria decided to ask her sister Sandra to fill in as an unpaid babysitter until she returned from work. Unfortunately, she was coming home later and later every day because of her new responsibilities.Sandra was a nice girl although a bit plain looking and somewhat on the slender side with no hips to speak of at all. Her face was quite nice but she never wore make-up because she was afraid it would clog her pores and make her break out. We decided to skip dessert and coffee and we both thought it wise to avoid anything stronger.As it was now late, I offered to walk her to the taxi rank by the station. We left the pub together and she took my arm. We were laughing and joking all the way. Our spirits lifted by an evening of good wine and good company.There was a small queue at the taxi rank and we took our place. We swapped numbers and agreed to call each other and meet again. Just as her taxi pulled in, I pulled her back.“Give. I do I said and yours is all women. I tasted her musked juices and stood up kissing her again. She gently unbuttoned my top whilst seductively biting the corner of her own lip, she knew how to seduce this one did.Having unclipped my bra she returned the nipple favour, so this is what it's like to be a lesbian I thought....She continued her journey down my body, removing my skirt and slipping my panties down. My own hairless cock sprang out, she merely kissed the tip and then standing up pushed.