Rosie bent over, her sexy backside wiggling for the audience to enjoy while she whispered to Liz."Fancy giving a few blow-jobs?"Liz looked at her in s...ock, until Lyn's fingers stroked along her slit."Mmm, anything so long as I get more of this," Liz conceded.Rosie stood up facing the audience."Any of our guests feel like tasting this sexy slit?" she asked.Most of the guests signalled their willingness, and Rosie pointed to one of them. He joined Rosie next to Liz, and Rosie whispered to him.. " Did you talk to him too?" Oh, yes. He talked to all of us. He's so polite and his voice is so soft."The other one said, "You really talked to Elvis Presley?" Yeah, he had to go back to Germany. His manager, Sam Johnson, got us to sing this spring break. We made a few records but some of us had to come home because of school. My Mom and Jeff's are watching the group and having a lot of fun." You made a record?" she said incredulously."There was Jennifer, Angela, Susan, Maggie, Jamie and me. “Do you accept you have been at fault for our predicament?” Again I nodded. “Do you agree you need to fix it?” I could only agree. “ Do you admit that throughout our marriage you have been wearing my clothes like a sissy faggot?” I looked aghast. How had she known I cross-dressed? I thought I had been so careful. Shamefacedly I nodded. “Well I’ve bought you some outfits and a wig. Tonight I will be setting up your website and you will earn money on your back!” I started to protest. “Look you. And I definitely have a few dresses that do just that!Mostly I wear house dresses but sometimes I choose a skirt and blouse. Occasionally, I substitute the blouse with a tube top or halter. Whatever the top I wear, I always make sure my large milk jugs are easily accessible for my man.I wear panties when I’m cycling but other than that, Randy has complete access to both my holes down there. Any time he wishes, I lie back in a chair or sofa and spread my fat thighs, letting him do to me anything.