I looked at Ian, wondering what was going through his mind. He had crumbled at the chessboard, not just losing our game but losing his wife in the pro...ess. “Are you ready for bed, Richard?” she asked quietly.I turned and smiled at her. I had an erection – of course I was ready. She turned to Ian. “Richard has never seen proper queening before, darling, “she told him. “I thought we could give him a demonstration.”He looked away.“You would like to see my husband being queened wouldn’t you. We were still short men, but we still had plenty of talented people to cast this show from.We went to the car and created our cut down list, and printed and posted it on both doors to the theatre. We sat on the edge of the stage watching all kinds of emotions.There were those who:Expected to get in, and did.Expected to get in, and didn’t, and walked awayExpected to get in, and didn’t, and stomped awayGot in and quietly raised a fist in approvalGot in and whooped and hollered.I saw Darlene walk. Khanik pore mohila amar hath ta dhore nijer guuder oopor theke jor kore soriye dilo. Ami bujhte parchilam je eibar mohila ki korbe aar mohila songe songe amar oopore chore amar bara tar guuder bhetore dhukiye boshlo. Amar barar mundee ta tar guuder duto bheja thonter modhhe atke giye aro bhetore dhokar janno chotphot korte laglo. Mohilar tar bheja guuder thonter oopore aar guuder konter oopore amar bara ta hathe kore ghoste laglo. Ami amar duto hath diye tar pachar dabna duto dhore tipte. I sit on the desk in front of you, your back is to the window. You are delighted to see that when I lift my skirt, I’m only wearing stockings held up by a lacy garter belt, no panties of any kind. You decide that it might be fun to tease me a little, and sit down on my chair. Facing me, while I’m sitting on the desk, you tell me to kneel back on my elbows to watch, with my legs spread for you. Naturally I obey and your fingers find my very wet pussy eager to have you. When you ask me why I’m.