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"Do you kiss like a woman or do you not?" Jack Merchant asked me, showing the whites of his teeth again."Not," I said then as he kissed me. His hand was on the center of my bare back as he pulled me close to him and crushed my mouth with his. His other hand was about my waist. He almost choked the breath out of me as he hugged me'; my thighs and stockings came right against him. It was a fierce kiss, one that seemed to impale him in my mouth and I'm sure that the was his intent. I could...

"Do you kiss like a woman or do you not?" Jack Merchant asked me, showing the whites of his teeth again."Not," I said then as he kissed me. His hand was on the center of my bare back as he pulled me close to him and crushed my mouth with his. His other hand was about my waist. He almost choked the breath out of me as he hugged me'; my thighs and stockings came right against him. It was a fierce kiss, one that seemed to impale him in my mouth and I'm sure that the was his intent. I could...

The kiss was as electric as it had been the night before. Tami felt shivers run up and down her spine. How can this be, she thought? It didn't make sense, but then the kiss felt so good she didn't bother to care any more.Alex sat down to eat his breakfast, which Tami considered a good sign. He even made her sit for a cup of coffee. "How was your night?" he asked."I had trouble sleeping," she admitted, being careful to speak slowly. "I can't remove these breasts. It's been a long time sine I...

The kiss was as electric as it had been the night before. Tami felt shivers run up and down her spine. How can this be, she thought? It didn't make sense, but then the kiss felt so good she didn't bother to care any more.Alex sat down to eat his breakfast, which Tami considered a good sign. He even made her sit for a cup of coffee. "How was your night?" he asked."I had trouble sleeping," she admitted, being careful to speak slowly. "I can't remove these breasts. It's been a long time sine I...

All of us have a fantasy girl that lives inside of us. She may be shy or outgoing, prim or sluttish, beautiful or pretty. She is ours to dress as we wish. But rarely are those wishes granted Sure we can dress a certain way, and pretend to be what we are not. But what if, by chance, our most secret wish could be made to come true? Just how far would we be able to take her, and how much of you would be in that person that you have become?

All of us have a fantasy girl that lives inside of us. She may be shy or outgoing, prim or sluttish, beautiful or pretty. She is ours to dress as we wish. But rarely are those wishes granted Sure we can dress a certain way, and pretend to be what we are not. But what if, by chance, our most secret wish could be made to come true? Just how far would we be able to take her, and how much of you would be in that person that you have become?

I wanted to feel the soft tricot on my skin again. I loved the image I saw in the mirror when I was fully made-up and dressed. Passing the cosmetic counter, I imagined myself doing my own makeup or sitting in a perfumed bubble bath, then dusting myself with perfumed body powder before putting on one of those peignoir sets.I was trying to find a way to resolve these feminine feelings. I went on the Internet and got some valuable information about transvestism and transsexualism. I wasn't sure...

I wanted to feel the soft tricot on my skin again. I loved the image I saw in the mirror when I was fully made-up and dressed. Passing the cosmetic counter, I imagined myself doing my own makeup or sitting in a perfumed bubble bath, then dusting myself with perfumed body powder before putting on one of those peignoir sets.I was trying to find a way to resolve these feminine feelings. I went on the Internet and got some valuable information about transvestism and transsexualism. I wasn't sure...

Odile had an argument going on in her head. She was thinking over her own feelings for the incredible dancing nun. 'Well,' she sighed and sipped the wine. 'Sure, she's beautiful, in lots of ways. Might be she is playing sport with me thinking I'm involved with Drexel. It's not amusing. Is this insane? Nobody falls for a nun, not even the banker asked to OK the loan on the convent we joke about. Yet, there are some questions. She seems genuinely attracted to me. I should know that, for sure....

Odile had an argument going on in her head. She was thinking over her own feelings for the incredible dancing nun. 'Well,' she sighed and sipped the wine. 'Sure, she's beautiful, in lots of ways. Might be she is playing sport with me thinking I'm involved with Drexel. It's not amusing. Is this insane? Nobody falls for a nun, not even the banker asked to OK the loan on the convent we joke about. Yet, there are some questions. She seems genuinely attracted to me. I should know that, for sure....

Annette shook her head. "I've seen you looking Philip. Looking at what I am wearing, looking at what Mum's wearing or Georgina. Your little eyes light up at the sight of a pair of heels, Georgina in her leather skirt or Mum in her silky blouse. You're very lucky to have a Mother who understands you and lets you express your feminine side. I don't think I would ever allow my son to do what you were allowed to do when you were younger."Through the hiccups I gulped, my mouth felt dry. "But they...

Annette shook her head. "I've seen you looking Philip. Looking at what I am wearing, looking at what Mum's wearing or Georgina. Your little eyes light up at the sight of a pair of heels, Georgina in her leather skirt or Mum in her silky blouse. You're very lucky to have a Mother who understands you and lets you express your feminine side. I don't think I would ever allow my son to do what you were allowed to do when you were younger."Through the hiccups I gulped, my mouth felt dry. "But they...