I am sitting on the couch in the living room and she sits on the one across from my chair. I have my own chair and on one sits in it except me. It is ...a recliner with a foot stool very comfortable. Anyway, she sits across from me Indian style crossing her legs and what happens the dress opens and I get a clear shot right up her dress. I can see that she has on a small pair of thong underwear and I mean small, the front of them just covers her pussy, I can see the hair coming out of the sides of. With Cathy having her own place, Sandra could visit anytime she wanted without fear that their love for each other would be exposed. She also understood Cathy’s need to get away from her mother. That had not been a good situation and moving out had been a relief. According to Tim, it had been a lifesaver. Despite her worries about money, it hadn’t been that much of a financial stretch for her to chip in on Cathy’s house. She didn’t have that feeling of ownership like Cathy and probably wouldn’t. After a few moments she got undressed with her back still turned to me. When she turnd around, I got the shock of my then young life-she was a slender built crossdresser with a long thick cock! I was stunned, but so aroused that I could not speak. She came back over to me and started to kiss me again. I did not know what to do. In my mind I wanted to feel her cock in my hands just to see what it felt like to hold it but I was too scared to do so-hell I was scared to touch her. As I was still in. .. I’ve wanted to ask you for a long time now if I could be your slave. I enjoyed wearing that collar for you last week. I would like to wear one permanently for you, be your submissive slave and do anything you ask me to do.”There were tears in her eyes. Sometimes you see that level of emotion in submissives. I hugged her. “Thank you Julie,” I said to her. “But let’s take this slowly. You don’t realise just what you’re saying yet.”She kissed me and then lowered herself to her knees. He fingers.