Then I decided it was time to start, after all, I had other plans for afterwards. I prepared everything, albeit without my special massage table which...I hadn’t been able to bring along (travelling by train and bus). Stefanie lay face down on her bed, wearing only her slip, and I got to work. For three quarters of an hour I concentrated hard, tried to do my best, found indeed some very tense muscles that I managed to relax, and in the end I had the feeling I’d done a pretty good job. I quietly. Toh muze call krna and i gave her my no. she ran fastly without saying anything. and next 2 days i could not see her. i thought she didnt like me. i was takiing tutions; when my cell rang. it was unknown no. i picked up. and it was her. she said yes i also like u. i was so happy. we kept talking on phone. bt couldn’t met. i was very excited to feel her touch. she was loving me so much.bt i just wanted to make her mine. i planned avout that. i told her that i want to meet her. she said ,. ” I commanded. “Would…you…eat…me?” She panted, almost imperceptibly. “Not naughty enough.” I teased, jamming a finger into her dripping cunt. “Try again.” “Oh sweet Jesus!!” She gasped. Her pussy clamping down on my finger immediately. Just for fun, I added another finger, and started stroking her clit with my thumb, nothing serious, but to a woman who hadn’t had sex in 10 years, it was almost more than she could take. “And you’ll do whatever I say?” She croaked, almost unable to talk. “And. But as I have already indicated, I was depressed and was pretty muchresigned to the inevitability of my feminisation so these thoughts didn'toccur to me.And besides, what would a normal man be doing dressed like I was, anyway?I found myself clearing up from breakfast and finding some pink rubbergloves and doing the washing up. It seemed the natural thing to do.Sarah didn't say anything then but made a mental note how less than anhour after putting on my first miniskirt I had already become.