When you got here, I completely lost control of myself. All I could think of was satisfying the burning lust that had been building up inside of me al... day. I wouldn't have really done it, but I did consider going out tonight and looking for a man if you had not come over. I guess I really am turning into a little cum slut but honestly, Michael, only for you.I gave her a playful slap on her ass and told her, "You had better be only for me. After all, you now belong to me."She didn't say a word.. The taunting . . . the humiliation . . . hell even the . . . the the rape! What the hell is . . . going to happen . . . to me next?’ Damn it, I wanted to stop crying but it just simply wouldn’t. My trembling body was pulled against his tight lean one and I wondered how he wasn’t shaking with my sobs too. ‘I can’t take it!’ Another sob, ‘And well . . . me and you . . . I love Sylar with all my heart . . .’ My sobs were slackening, which I was grateful. ‘But . . .’ I looked into his handsome face. "Julie's self-confidence has come on a lot since you began dressing as a woman,Charlie. But dealing with her expectations is a bit like walking on eggshells. I know you want to keep her happy, but be careful what you agreeto for her."I smiled. "I'm an ordinary looking bloke, nearly fifty and balding. Butlook at me now! I'm wearing a maroon lace dress, tights and four inchstilettos. I've learned to apply my own makeup, using my own cosmetics,and I cover my baldness with a shoulder-length. As I came onto the deck, the women were in the tub and letting the warmth and the bubbles do their magic. I disrobed and coyly entered the tub as they made space between each other. Indeed, it was wonderful as I felt my inner tensions dissipate. After a few minutes of this, each took one of my hands and began to massage and work my fingers into limpness. Gail began to rub my neck and shoulders and I groaned in pleasure. I was a bowl of jelly in their hands. Occasionally, I would feel their.