With narrowed eyes, she said, “Baka gulummo tati see. Mum garrata vudo miss ebibi taranti moss. Bigan iweffy asloomappy?”“Hello there, Miss,” ...ommy said with a smile, recovering from the surprise, gently lifting her hand from his shoulder. My name is Tommy. And who might you be?”“Bebebebeee glisdakle. Turble sadik.”“Would you please write that down for me? Here.” He handed her a torn off sheet from his notepad.She pulled a pen from her breast pocket and crisply wrote down, Tammy Runtle. And you look amazing inthem!"Other than the idea that she seemed to consider that we were going to betogether for a while, the idea of only wearing women's jeans from now onwas not a particularly pleasant thought. I did not mind dressing up forGrace. But I really didn't want to always have to wear some outward signthat she had feminized me.In the end, I let her comment pass and asked Mandy if she was ready."As ready as I'll ever be," she replied. She gave Grace a hug and anaffectionate peck. While crossing on top of me, I was tempted seeing her well-rounded ass in the little lit room; held her by her thighs, gave her ass a good squeeze and a tight spank to echo in the room.Then we smoked together in the bed for some time, discussing our profession, about casual sex: both attitude and openness of each gender and safety points about it. All the while caressing and fondling each other. Don’t know when we slept with my arms around her and one of my thighs between her warm legs. My. My present to Tina, my seed in her pants in her bedside drawer. Nice thought. No don’t get hard again, we have to tidy and go!,Yes lovely warm thought very naughty my seed to stay with Tina. My generous tribute to Tina had found its home over the gusset, all the gusset was wet. I folded them up gusset in the middle kissed them goodbye and put them at the back of the drawer. I hope they see her body again soon I thought.Ok I wrote more on that than intended, sorry but I enjoyed that event.