I have always loved my breasts. They are sensitive to the touch especially my nipples. I think of him touching them.I finish washing sand from my hair...and as I rinse my soapy body I feel a small amount of stubble around my cock. I keep my crotch shaved except for a little fuzz above my cock. I love the smoothness of my balls with all the hair removed. I even shave the hair around my ass. I just love the feel of a smooth ass; I imagined the he was smooth as well.As I dry off, I look at myself in. The bra and panties were for him to wear. Men,sometimes I do not understand them."Sally shook her head and out her hand on her forehead in disbelief andasked, "Why would you do that dear? Neil is all man."Cecilia responded, "Oh you know that party you and your ex, Faye, had;while I found out that night I wanted a sissy. Faye told me that all menhad a sissy in them so I just wanted to bring that wonderful 'girl' out inhim. I guess he was not ready to be more in touch with his feminine. “Thanks for the help Josh” he said “I think she liked it.”The slight nodding of Caty’s head indicated that she had.Taking stock of the situation and enjoying Sam’s after care he noticed that the three women had come back from the other room and had been watching.The reason for their departure apparently had been to change outfits.Sarah was dressed in a solid black bodysuit with her breasts, cunt and asshole accessible, and high heeled pumps.Danni was dressed in a white lace bra and matching. George's father loaned him his car for their honeymoon trip to Chicago. George and Helen were bursting to talk about their plans and their trip to Chicago. The fathers talked shop across the table, about farm implements, price supports and Truman. It was aggravating, but they were the patriarchs.They stayed in the Hotel that night and started out on the road the morning after their wedding. It would be Helen's first visit to a city bigger than Des Moines. It was all so daunting. It became their.