Looks good, Janey dear, she said to herself. She laughed at the daring of it. Her slender shapely legs looked even longer because of the high heels an... with such a short skirt, looked like they could be bare all the way up to the crotch. She turned around a few times, checking herself out from various angles, walking away and walking back toward the mirror. She liked the way she moved.She sat and waited for Maureen and Mike to arrive.At exactly eight o'clock. She heard a purring motor cut near. I didn'teven know breast forms existed until I read about them a few weeksearlier. At the time, I laughed at the thought but as I faced thestorekeeper, I didn't know what to say. She pulled some out andencouraged me to try them. Warming to the idea, my first thought was totell her these were too small. They were B cup and like any man, Iwanted at least a D. She said she'd sell me whatever I wanted but askedthat I try the B first. She mentioned that in cross dressing a littlegoes a long. ’ ‘I’ve spent my entire life on a cattle ranch so know horses, dogs and Angus cattle intimately, always having to pitch in when I came home from school. Every summer I spent a month at my paternal grandparents’ farm until they sold two autumns ago. They ran sheep and deer so I added deer handling and were there for their haymaking and fruit picking and I went home for more haymaking. In recent years I became proficient at plowing to prepare for supplementary winter green feed on crop rotation. Not one of the men laid aside his brolly. Her buttocks, hips, calves, breasts and arms were all caressed and patted. The men nodded and murmured their appreciation to each other. To Anne, it was very arousing, her heart palpitating and her vagina leaking freely. Then hands began probing her inner thighs, stroking the hair, lightly fingering the pouting lips barely visible through the mass of curls. ‘Tut, tut!’ muttered one of the men as he examined his finger, now stained with her juices. He.