Softly, like a butterfly whisper. She wassoft. She smelled nice. We moved to the bedroom, and we made slow, urgentlove. Turns out, her penis still wor...ed. Yes, if you're wondering, it wasbigger than mine. Isn't everyone's?As for mine? It hadn't worked for months. But with Jessi, it twitched tolife. And so we were women, and we were men, and we were gender outlaws.What we were were lovers.Who knew how things will turn out? We had both been through some much,and we had both lived so many lives.. " Thank you, Chief Holmes; I'm Sara Migdol, David's mother".The silence got thick then. There was nothing either of us wanted to discuss. Judith arrived with coffee about that time and broke the awkward silence."I've brought coffee. Do you like cream and sugar or black?" Judith asked.Sara replied, "Whatever Chief Holmes doesn't want." He'll drink whatever I tell him to. You're the guest and you get the choice." Judith retorted.Sara smiled and selected the cream and sugar. I think Judith had. When we go out you will wear a satin wrap and short white gloves. I want you to carry a clutch purse too. It'll help you hold your hands in a feminine manner." Yvonne daintily dabbed at the tears on her face. "Yes Ma'am." Was all Yvonne could say. Liz pulled up a chair and put her arm around Yvonne's shoulders. "I did not get you into that lovely gown to have you go back to trousers you know!" She gave Yvonne a soft kiss. "I have other plans that I will explain later dear, now get undressed and. Now I know why you needed a shower so badly.” No response from her, a slight sob, her face buried in her hands. I pushed the panties down to her ankles and left them there. It was a pretty hot scene, her panties around her ankles and her high heels still on. Mr. Cock took extra notice of that. I slapped her ass a number of other times and I know I was getting to the point that it was hurting her because her wiggling increased and she tried to move her ass to avoid, or at least move, the spanks.