I wore a red sheer bra underneath as I thought that this was very slutty, I finished with a slash of scarlet lipstick. I arrived early not wanting to ...isappoint my new master, I sat at the bar with a cocktail, anxiously looking at the men and women in the bar who were eyeing me up, I looked very out of place. Maybe I should have waited outside? Johan walked in with a stranger who I took to be my master, they sat at a table in the centre of the bar, a waitress took their order, then walked. " (I did not realized how significant that phrase was tobecome later in my life)"You look beautiful. Perhaps your should havebeen born a girl," she laughed. "No, I like being a boy," I protested,but I must admit I loved what I saw in the hall mirror as we walked outthe door.Soon we stopped to pick up Aunt Joan and Mary, who both kissed andhugged me and told me how pretty I was and happy they were that I wascoming out with them. Aunt Joan said, "Girl just love to shop and I amsure you will like. Talking softly as their bodies cooled, happy to be sharing themselves once more, they continued to arouse one another until his cock began to stiffen again. Easing herself from his arms she turned around, getting up on her knees to straddle his head as she leant forward to take his growing cock in her mouth. Looking up into the cleft of her thighs at the swollen split of her cunt, seeing their mixed juices glistening on the insides of her thighs and on the crinkled, puffy parted lobes of her. It only took me a second to help her, and a moment later my bone hard cock was poking out between my fly. Within seconds, her hand wrapped around it. Now it was my turn to moan a little and she moved her hand along the length of it and stroked me. I was in seventh heaven; no girl had ever done that for me before. I have to admit I have done it before with a couple of other guys in the locker room one of whom is gay. There were three of us that often had wanking sessions together, and we let one.