So I gave the details again. The same guy came back, confusing me a little, but this time I heard him right.“Whisper?”I realised what had happened...and quickly explained before he lead me to his car and we drove to my house. It was a short ride, but every second of it I was just staring at his crotch thinking. ‘I wonder if its true, I wonder how big he is. What will it be like, what will it taste like. I want to start paying with it right now.’ But directing him to my house was easier when I. I’m going to farm out the frames to a laser shop.”“We ARE the laser shop.” They said, “240.00 NZ for the frames, stringers and laser cut hull pieces. 4mm hull and 5mm transom. Another 150.00NZ for the glass and resin. You supply the rest.”“But I might want to build three of them,” I complained... “I have siblings. If I build three I’ll get to use mine.”“Cut you a deal,” he said, “One thousand dollars.”“I have American Dollars ... will that do?”“Yes, Where do we ship?”“Hobsonville Marina”“Sure. I check carefully. I have to be flawless, one smear,and my sisters or my mother, or her "friend", Valerie, will have me overtheir knee and spanking my ass. I have to be perfect, or I will bepunished without mercy. I step into my high heels. Four inch pumps. Inpink, of course with big bows over the toes. I love dressing up. Ilove my sissy outfits. I can?t be late. I give myself one more look,twirl and head out the door of my room, in the tiny steps that have beeningrained into me.I. .and I want more." "Why dont you get that sexy ass over here and sit on my face?" He offered, grabbing one of my hands and pulling me in the direction he wanted me to go. I complied, always eager to be pleased. I rested my drenched cunt over his face, and gasped again, barely witholding the moan that wanted to burst out. His tongue swirled across my clit in slow, determined licks before his tongue dove into my pussy. His attempts were slightly childish, but full of enthusiasm. It felt so good..