There was a social time after the meeting and I mingled with some of thepeople, asking many questions. What I discovered was that the majorityof these...first-timers were men who wanted to be in the submissive role toa woman. Basically, they were in search of a woman who woulddominate them sexually. Since it was a pan-sexual group, there weresome self-proclaimed dominant men but most of the males present at thismeeting wanted to be in the submissive role. I found this to be quiteinteresting. I. Yes, he was definitely sincere. Jeans don’t lie. Don’t ask me whose idea it was but before I knew it we were in the gazebo, and I was dancing by the light of a tiki torch. Naked. Blame the tequila. Blame the fact that he got naked first and dared me. Blame the fact that he had whispered in my ear how much he was dying to kiss my big thighs, my round belly…what a sweet talker… The tequila was wearing off just as I was gyrating up on the bench and Matt was moving in for a closer look. I felt his. She lets me see my eyes in her makeup mirror. They look like a woman'seyes. "So are you a sissy faggot or a woman now, Shelley?" I amstarting to think about how far down the rabbit hole I want to go, is ittime I considered surgery?Perhaps not yet but if the bra fits, wear it."I am Shelley," I reply. "What do I have to wear for this film then?" You are already wearing it, sweetie, except for this blonde wig. Hereput this cap on so the wig will fit on top" and I am given stocking capwhich I. I sucked on her lips, holding the back of her head. She had a sweet lip balm on which made it really enjoyable. I kept biting her lips as my hands started exploring her curves. I moved my hand from her head to her neck, down her shoulder and cleavage to her crotch.She parted her legs with my slightest touch and I started rubbing over the jeans. It was getting too heated for the sofa so I moved to the bed in the next room. I could feel her squirm a little as I kept making out and rubbing her. I.