How'sthat for a small cultural difference?Oh and one more difference that I didn't expect. My opinions arediscounted by men. If the conversation has a...y merit at all and Icontribute, my ideas count for nought with the men. I must have had mybrain removed when the surgeon removed my testicles.I have the pleasure of working with lots of wonderful people but two ofthe girls have become my best friends. Sally Jones is a fellow secretaryin City Hall. She was a senior accountant with Price Waterhouse. That's terrible. How can I be of assistance to you ... Miss?" It's Ms. Ms. Jones." The devil, you say. Well, Ms. Jones ... as I said. How can I help?"Well, I'm standing here wearing nothing but white, high-heeled, ankle strapped sandals, completely naked except for this see through peignoir. You might come right over here." And?" he said, his tone betraying his growing excitement."And be sure to bring a gross or so of various types of condoms." Do you like French Tickler's?" Joe said, managing. The miniskirt barely covered the tops ofthe stockings, and the sheer blouse did little to hidethe fact that I was braless. As I walked, I could feelmy nipples hardening and pressing against the thinmaterial. “How do you feel,” John asked.“Scared, horny, and confused.” I replied.“Good,” he smiled. “You know, those shoes don’t matchyour new outfit. Why don’t you go in this shoe store andbuy a pair of black spike heels. And, don’t even. "You're a big boy", I barely croaked, as my mouth was dry, with just feeling this trouser snake in my hand, choking it with successive squeezes, as I let him know I was sold on it. Hubby took the cue, "More drinks", he said leaving me dreamy eyed at the prospect of being filled even more than my fist girlish mind could muster during my first masturbation's. He leaned over and kissed me full on the mouth and out tongues filled our throats, as i wanked him slowly to full erection and felt his.