"Go to the sink and startwashing the dishes... oh and make sure you play with your sissy cockwhilst you do so." Yes Mistress Thorne," I reply with ano...her stiff curtsy and then mince,carefully to the sink, one hand under my dripping, but still very bulky,skirts. Stepping along I start to masturbate, playing with my cock,feeling it stiffen as I reach the sink. There's a large window above thesink, looking over a small garden.. and a path before reaching some emptyfields. A path? What if someone. He was waiting for me; I grinned and nodded that I wasready. Immediately he started to play, and I jumped right in andvocalized a tune in harmony with his own. Once I had finished the firstpart and paused to take a breath, Stacy kicked in with the drums,crashing the cymbals as we started and playing a soft roll as wecontinued through the second part of the opening melody.As I prepared to sing words for the first time in the song, everyinstrument built up to a small crescendo before quieting. "Mmm...I'll join you in a bit. You just get some rest tonight, love. Youhad a BIG day today, and I still have a little bit of work to finishup..."Monica pouted a little as Cerina got up from the bed and sat down at oneof her terminals. Eventually though, Monica fell asleep, and Cerina wastyping away, working on new formulas for the very modifications to theiBod technology that would make wearing 5-inch heels painless.About an hour later, Monica was sound asleep, and Cerina was stilltyping, as. We'd just hung out, had fun, and enjoyed each other's company. Not one time did I ever try to kiss her, grab her ass, flirt with her more than a friendly way, or do anything that would screw up our friendship.Little did I know her younger sister Miranda thought differently. I probably was so naive, bored with my life, and missing sex that I didn't pay attention to her flirting with me, hitting on me, and actually trying to come onto me for almost two years of our friendship. Madelyn was always.