"I'm mostly retired these days myself. I call my girls at theirapartments and send them on their appointments these days. I'm mostlyjust a coordinat...or now. I haven't handled a sissy for years and neveranything approaching the level you want, but yes, yes, I guess it couldbe done. It'll will be expensive and it will take months! And what ifhe puts up a fight?" she asked."He may like to play dress up but once he realizes he's on femalehormones and then forced to dress like a woman twenty. ”“Yes Sir!”“Good now open your legs.”Satisfied, I took a glob of jell and slowly began to rub it around her clit. The ointment would increase the speed of healing but I would need to play with some other part of her while I let it heal. While I was rubbing her she grinding her hips into my hands to match my motion, using my movements to get herself off. She unintentionally made it slow and sexy, and I could tell that it was painful to the touch but for her the pleasure was worth it.I had. I lifted her clitoral hood and started licking and sucking her clitoris. She was moaning loudly.I put my index finger in her pussy. I found her G-Spot 2 inches down. I was massaging her G-spot with index finger in circular motion while licking her pussy lips and sucking her clitoris at the same time. She started moaning loudly. Her hands were on my head and she was forcing my head on her pussy as if she wants my whole head in her hole. With my other hand I started unbuttoning her shirt.Once. Lisele held me close and shushed me like a mother should. Like anymother would, except mine who had never held me nor comforted me asLisele was doing now.When I had calmed down somewhat, she slowly removed my clothing anddressed me for bed, in a nice soft silk bed set of pale green satin.Not saying a word. I was numbly moved over to my luxurious bed and thecovers pulled back and I climbed in and looked up at her with apiteous face.I was still in a bit of shock at the inequities of life aboard.