Fixed my hair and went in the kitchen to get a much needed cup of coffee. Glenda was sitting at the kitchen bar drinking a cup when I came in. She had...on a short robe with nothing underneath it. She jumped down and came and hugged me. "Well" she started "how was it? Tell me everything!"I poured myself a cup of coffee and walked into the living room with her behind me. "It was fabulous!" I exclaimed. I proceeded to tell her, we everything. She was hanging on every detail. As we talked the other. All of a sudden, bowling is too declasse for her, and she thinks that the Sunray could somehow hurt my career by getting me associated with "human garbage," as she calls Harold's bowling buffs. I don't think there's a restaurant or bar in Hollywood that will admit her any more. Secretaries at all the big media corporations are wise to her voice and hang up on her automatically. And still she persists. She waits outside the bars for the chance to collar a network big wig, outside Western Avenue. BigC, I can’t help myself. I want you to call me dirty names. I want you to make me suck your big thick dick. I want you to shove that huge rock hard prick of yours into me and tear me apart with it as you fuck me like some cheap whorethat you picked up on a Friday night.”My mouth was hanging open but I was totally speechless! Then Kitty said pleadingly as she stared into my eyes and rubbed her warm hands up over my arms and squeezed my biceps, “I want you to fulfill my fantasy and give me the. It's so much more satisfying than having a few drinks at a bar withmen always hitting on us. It saves money, is educational, good for mycareer and at the same time, (wink) very pleasurable!" As she rose and turned back at the audience, the female members of the audience audience broke into cheering.End of chapter 1. Look for complete illustrated version at midnightx**********************************************Femdom illustrated storiesDommy Mommies and Sissy BoysForced Fem, Pants to.