“He’s moving into a strange home with the husband of the girl he’s having a relationship with, in the husband’s bedroom, in that husband’s b...d!”I wasn’t positive at that instant, but Girl could bust a ball with a poker face at the most diabolical of instances.“Yeah, I know that. It was my bed.” To-my-self.“Put yourself in his place. He is nervous-he is scared. He’s less than a week past from the most traumatic event of his life. So, I have taken the liberty of hugging and kissing him, but, I. ” she says as she spreads her legs for her brothers big cock. He gets on top between her legs. She gets it and then guides it to her hot box. He try’s to put it in, but it won’t go. He rub’s the head of it up and down between the lips of her pussy, trying to get it wet enough to go in. I don’t think it’s going to go Sis. Try it again, she takes it her hand to guide it in herself. She looks down at it again, the head of it looks about the size of a tennis ball. “Oh my God, will it ever go?”. Thiswasn't right, was it? I could feel the migraine coming on again. Not onlythat but two days ago I had been a man. The migraine was gettingunbearable. I let out a short scream."Sarah, what's wrong?" Julie had jumped straight to her feet to come tomy aide."My head! I'm in agony," I wailed at her."Shhh. You're just scared" she said stroking my hair, reminding me of theway Emily had been the day before. The migraine started to subside. Ilooked up at her, it was strange. It was Julie's face, but. Holding the spaghetti straps I stepped into the wonderfulgarment and pulled it up over my now feminised body. I slipped thestraps over my shoulders and let the slip slide down to just above theknee.Until I've got my face and hair on, I don't look at myself in a fulllength mirror because I don't want to see just a man wearing women'sunderwear. However just sitting on the edge of my bed and feeling thesensation of wearing this highly feminine lingerie I start to senseGemma coming to the fore..