.."you'll suck my dick... if i what now?"she gave a great heave of breath and was about to abandon ship when a wave of arousal coursed through her lik... a tsunami that had moments before disappeared from the beach"if you let me dress you in an outfit of my choosing and do your make up, i'll suck your dick"johnny thought about this for a minute."only if i can take a picture" what?!" she was surprised by this sudden blackmail move "absolutely not!" then no dress up"she was about to lose her. He fucked me as if he were going to prison for securities fraud orsomething.Wouldn?t that be awful?I didn?t need as much prep time for my Wednesday husband because Mr.Fencesitter didn?t require the same primping that Mr. Richman did.Mostly it was unprimping.After I scrambled myself some eggs, I went to the spa for my usualWednesday routine ? an undoing of most of the femmy stuff I relied onthe other six days.Mr. Fencesitter, it seems, likes femboys.I wasn?t sure what that was when we were. There was another beautiful bouquet of flowers, this time carnations. As with the roses, she saw candles lit around them, bathing them in a golden glow. They, too, smelled wonderful, but she could feel herself becoming increasingly impatient because there were more candles on the floor and another path to lead her. Studying the last path of candles across the floor, they led to the bathroom. Obviously a dead end for surprises, she excitedly formed what she may see when she got there. But then. Other night."Kelly suddenly changed the subject. "Could you get a stack of report cards from the shelf in the coatroom."Stephanie got up and went to the coatroom. She paused as she stepped into the crowded closet, feeling like she was going to cry. She had to do something or risk losing Kelly as a friend. She retrieved a stack of blank report cards from the top shelf and went back to the front of the classroom with determination in her step. However, the closer she got to Kelly, the less.