So one day I was passing one of them at lunchtime, as a guy, and went in for the first time. I bought some tokens from the clerk and went into the bac... to find a dark room with 4 booths on each side and about a half dozen guys hanging out.I went in a booth and left the door ajar and put a few tokens in and picked a video of a female sucking a large cock and when I looked out the door there was a guy looking in and rubbing his cock, and I said 'Come in'.He came into the booth and without a word. We had just finished a grueling day of negotiations with the client and after a quick dinner in the hotel restaurant, Jeff asked me to change out of my business suit, get comfortable, and come to his room to work on the contract. I didn’t think that was an unusual request since we still had so much to do, and I changed into the only casual clothes that I had with me, which were some tight workout shorts and a snug t-shirt. I also tried to use the manual breast pump to relieve some of the. He was used to feeling them tightly, even painfully squashed up against his pecs (and with the amount of upper body exercise his fighting gave him, they were well-developed muscles). Unbound, the tits dangled and rolled like something unreal...even ethereal. They were not really a part of him, but the ghostly, the haunting reminder of what he could-Should-have been!He knew he could not stay there any longer; he moved down to his hips and butt. This was only body he'd know; puberty was slow. Thewardrobe changes would lead him to change into a faithful husband and Iwould know when he was ready for this as he would ask me to marry himthen. But I must try to encourage him to dress like a man around Aineand this would be difficult.So I could not remove my pantyhose but unless Trevor took them off me mypantyhose would die when I did. To some extent my pantyhose had what itwanted. I was a woman now but now I knew all about my pantyhose it wouldbe a while before it spoke to me again.We.