I had been making appropriate and thoughtful comments throughout until they had thrown the disabled man, wheelchair and all, off a third floor balcony... “They’re only showing the bad bits,” I said. “Oh they should show all the good bits should they?” she asks in a sharp revoke. I say nothing more for a while. Then the Russians came. The last Germans units were killed or fled the ruined city as it was liberated, and the pianist had lived through it all to play the tale. We had sex later.. When I dressed up at home, jerking off was always the end of the ritual. Cumming turned off the switch that made drag pleasurable. The humiliation was no longer pleasant and I would pull off the clothes in shame. I told Kim it was time for me to change back, but she wasn't listening. "Nonsense," she said. "We're just about done and I want to see the full effect." But she didn't make a move. She just stared at the pool of cum on my leg.She finally put her finger out, scooped some up on her. She looked older and ... harder.I took another sip. This was possibly a trap. No, this was definitely a trap. Master Walter was trying to somehow verify WHEN I had been at his brother’s club. I had no way to know the correct answer, so I just had to go with my gut and guess.“Well,” I said, “the girl looks the same, but that is definitely a different basket.”“They’re sisters,” Master Walter said. “I wanted to give her little sister a chance to break in someplace where it wouldn’t affect my. Finally, Josh came back into view and he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw me thorough the mirrors. I reached for my hairbrush and began brushing as I kept my eye on Josh. He was definitely watching me and I could see that he was getting excited as his pants began to bulge. At this point, I came back to reality and decided it best to end the show. I put on my robe came into the room. I asked Josh if he wanted to watch TV.He replied that it was his turn for a shower and went into the.