How are you?" I noticed how she looked around, I blushed as she saw a pair of black boxers, grinning she picked the dirty things up. I looked around s...eepishly and blushed. "Who is he?!" She practically jumped on me, "Is he cute? What color hair? Eyes? Does he have a good body?" I took the boxers from her and pushed her on the couch. "No one! It was just a guy..." At that exact moment, a guy walked out the bathroom, hearing the squealing and said, "What the fuck!? Erica, Where are my. I have so much to thinkabout.That first evening at bedtime, I was really looking forward to gettingout of the corset which had been gripping me far too tightly all day. Ihad waited for Sister Sarah to loosen off the laces and release me whichshe duly did. I was able to release the busk and started to walk towardsmy bed in order to have my shoes and stockings removed before my foottrainers went on."Where do you think you are going, Frilly?" To get ready for bed, Sister Sarah." Not yet, Frilly.. He couldfeel his large bust jiggling in his brassiere and felt the tightness ofhis now girdled crotch and had noticed that after Madge had finishedpulling and tucking once she had the heavy paneled white nylon andlycra spandex panty girdle up high and tight on his waist there was nolonger a trace of Timmy's little bulge! His tightly puckered girdledcrotch now resembled a woman's trim little mound, the padded hips addedwidth and roundness to his hips while the white satin corset nowgleaming. Then, for a split second, everything seemed to stop. And then, every pore of her body was filled with an undiluted pleasure that went on and on and on. Amy never heard herself screaming out her joy as he brought on her magnificent climax. And only when it began to ebb did she realize what had actually transpired. Her throat was raw from screaming, her body was suddenly cold from the sheen of sweat that covered it. Opening her eyes she saw John undressing in front of her, his manhood erect and.