I felt utterly feminine and pretty, and I loved every second of it. When I went over to serve him his wine, he took my hand and pulled gently on it, s... that I found myself seated on top of his hard on. He was throbbing for me too. I felt strangely as though he were complimenting me by his reaction to me.Deborah melted inside of me with a delightful sense of surrender, when Gerry put his arms around my shoulders and pulled my face down so that he could kiss me. I smelled his after shave lotion.. While the tub was filling, I wrapped a towel around my middleand hung the clothes in my closet.The rest of the day was pretty much an anticlimax. I climbed outof the tub almost an hour after I had gotten into it, feelingmuch more relaxed and, unfortunately, looking like my old maleself. I called the salon but there was no answer. I found outlater that they had closed early that day because of a waterproblem which had caused some minor flooding in the salon.By the time Barb got home, I was. I caught her checking me out a lot and wanted to tell her to suck me off, but didn't want to get kicked out of the house. Still, I gave her the thrill of seeing me hard in my briefs whenever I knew dad was in bed still, or showering. I used to peek into their room at them fucking sometimes and stroke my cock all quiet. Now today, I'm very much a perverted freak. I get my rocks off on anything nasty and especially taboo. You'll find out more of what I like when I start posting my fiction. "Do you like me?" I asked, finding my voice in that moment. I knew she did, I could smell her desire and it gave me strength. She wasnt so different from the others, I thought. My body gave me power over her lust."I've always liked you," Angela said, taking a deep breath.She took me to the bathroom, small as such places always are, with only a shower and a toilet. The sink was just outside the bathroom, in a small alcove and I paused there, turning on the bright lights and looking at myself in.