At this range, I was not going to miss. My first shot tore into his right shoulder and smashed the bone to splinters. Being right handed, the Indian w...s now functionally helpless, so I had time to shoot both knees and his other shoulder. He was now literally helpless, so I left him to his fate.I reloaded my pistol before returning to my horse to swap the war club for the rifle. All of the Indians' horses were collected in the grove of trees, so I knew that they would not escape me. I drove the. After another two hours in and around the house, we went back to the car in the car park, which was a large field with just a handful of cars left. Pulling her skirt up, I went down on her fanny with my tongue, her warm moist fanny smelling of my cum.Reclining her seat back just enough so she can still see out, I set to work licking her to an orgasm, her legs as wide apart as the car will allow, I had one finger fucking her love tunnel while sucking on her clit“Shiiiit”“What’s wrong”“Nothing. “Good night.” She said as she closed the door.I fell asleep right away.The next day, everything was so much better. Greg and I hung out and played video games for hours. Although weighing heavily on my mind was how to tell Greg about me dressing in woman’s clothes and being a femboy. I talked it over with Beverly, and we decided it was best to just show him. So after dinner, Beverly helped me get dressed and do my makeup and hair. After we were done, I looked in the mirror, and I had to admit I. On the Saturday evening, a hot humid day, Toby insisted that he take us down the road to our local pub for a meal. Somehow I agree to him dressing me as he wants. He chooses just three items, No underwear of course, my sexiest highest black heels (with 5” stilettos) that Dave bought me last Christmas and I have only ever worn in house and for 2 parties at Matt’s, because I can barely walk in them); he finds a minuscule leather mini skirt in black I’d forgotten I had (not worn it for years and.