.. You are liking the classy black dress I'm wearing but keen to rip it from me.... It takes seconds to do this as I'm stood clad in only my lingerie ...atching you nervously... I'm totally under your spell allowing you to take control.... You pick me up and carefully lay me on the bed......as you do you marvel at the sight of my body and sexy underwear..... You meanwhile are wearing your trademark jeans and shirt... . Casual but oh so sexy as I relish the thought of you getting out of them..... I wasn’t sure if she was actually a tranny or a crossdresser, in either case, i decided to contact her.Like always, with online encounters, there is a hesitation I feel, not really knowing what I was getting into, but eventually I wanted to meet up with her. Her posting simply said, “Come play with me... - t4m,” and in emails when she told where she lived. It happened to be just across town, and when she suggested we should meet up at a coffee shop on that part of town, I was excited. Yea, I. As a matter of fact, if she walked in on him having sex, she were to start masturbating while watching him unless he told her otherwise. “Of course honey. Will there be anything else?”After his wife had left, Robert went down to his office in the basement again. He was a thorough man, and thought that more practice on the computer wouldn't hurt. So he opened the program that had helped him learn and practice “The Routine”, adjusted the web camera and turned on the microphone. He practiced for. Iris was offering me to unburden my sin with her."Oh Iris ... he's become so sturdy ... I tried to stop him... " my voice faltered as relief enveloped me.Iris put a comforting hand on mine and with wry understanding said, "Don't worry Margot, Ralph flustered me the same." She gave a sly grin. "But now I know how to handle him. It works out fine ... you'll see."After a quiet moment or two, Iris was brightly recalling a conversation she'd had with a friend in London on the topic pubescent.