She was laid back on satin sheets, these artfully arranged to reflect light and shimmer in the photo. No tan lines, her body glowed. She held open her...own pussy. There is no pussy in the world that pink! With that, I couldn't help but wonder how much of it was real and how much more of it was done with a computer. I smiled and put the magazine back.The next cabinet held photo albums. I'd come back to those another day. I opened the next cabinet. It had been cleaned out, empty. I opened the next. We had a brieffling, because when she took me home and made me put on girls' clothes, itreminded me of my exciting experiences at the hands of Sis and her friends.But it didn't work out very well. In her case, she was into forcedfeminization, and I was too enthusiastic for her; she wanted an unwillingvictim, not an eager girl-boy like me. And in my case I objected to beingbossed around. That wasn't what sex and crossdressing meant to me.Oh...okay, you're going to want to hear more about her,. "Lieutenant the Office of Strategic services has another mission for you. There is a small French town called Sophie and it is on the border between France and Germany and this town is in the path of the allied advance.Unfortunately it is also loaded with German's so your mission is to parachute near the town of Sophie then you are going to make your way into the town and head for the bank, once your inside of the bank send a radio message back here then the allies will advance into the town. Me: Tonight, I will show you how to drill my bitch.I carried her towards the bedroom. Ria took out her tongue and licked her lips looking at me, and slowly rubbed her pussy. I threw on the bed. I went and got a glass of scotch and lit a cigarette. I smoked and took sips of my scotch. I stood and looked at her as she slowly rubbed her legs against each other and moaned.Her milky soft legs looked so tempting as she slowly rubbed them against each other. As I sipped my scotch and took puffs of my.