"Ooooooh, George," she murmured softly, her aroused body shifting with the movements of his hands. There was no thought now of her husband, no thought...of the man she had vowed to love. Only the gentle urgings of the hands manipulating her tingling flesh into the white-hot heat of desire.Cupping her hands over his, she started to turn, but George took the lead and pulled her around to him. They stood, their bodies touching full length, and looked at each other. He's so good, she thought. So. Virginia bit back a laugh. "I'll help."In the bathroom, she said, "Okay, the first thing you girls need to do is lower your pantyhose, then your panties."Rick blushed. "My God, have I being wearing these frilly things?" Get use to it. Now, sit down. That's a good boy. GIRL!" Shit! That toilet seat is cold. Now what?" Relax." How in the fuck am I supposed to do that? I'm in an incredibly beautiful girl's body, I'm going to fall flat on my face in front of twenty million people, and-" Do you. She understood and then strangely stayed with me and then began to help bring out my femininity. It wasn't easy at the start. I planned to tell her after work, nut she came home late and went straight to sleep. She knew something was up and asked me why I was acting strange. I told her I had something important to tell her. We sat down and I began to explain my secret lifestyle that couldn't b r kept a secret any longer. I said that from a young age I've spend most of my evenings wearing. Olivia felt super short when Alyson bent over to hug her.“Olivia! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, oh my god is that Jackie?” Alyson was bubbling with excitement. “Jackie you look fabulous, I love that fucking hair!”Olivia watched as Jackie blushed, wiping ketchup off her chin. “Thanks” she mumbled around her mouthful of food. She stood there and awkwardly accepted a hug. Olivia swallowed hard as she realized something. FUCK! They hadn’t expected Jackie, John had invited me, that's why.