.but all that does is make my legs press harder into the seat, and myshoulders ache even more...I watch with dismay as the day gets brighter, and I ca...n see the shadowcreep across the floor. I'm late for Mistress Divine now, and gettingworried. I need to get out of here... who's going to come here next?Does someone else use it Friday nights? Or worse... will I be stuck hereover the weekend... I moan helplessly, getting myself worked up,squirming... making it hurt more. At least that takes my. Boy, wasI surprised! I had tried to keep my feminization a secret from my girlfriend,but I certainly couldn't hide any longer when she saw me in a white blouse,with a black skirt and matching hose and pumps. She let me know that she wasbreaking up with immediately, so that she could go find a "real man".The only thing that kept me going was the belief that Vera would soon getkicked out of the company any day. I was certain that the others in thecompany wouldn't stand her bitchy ways for very. ?I can see what I've got to do with you, darling. Take your stockings off.? ?What? No! You can't tell me to do that!??Yes I can darling, I'm a fucking ogre. We're not all jolly, home-loving souls like that smart arsed, bugger Shrek, you know. Some us are still down right nasty and I'm one of them. So get your fucking stockings off!??No!??Just get them off. Unless you want me to pull the dress off, tear it up and use that? The ogre wasn't prepared to listen to Debbie's objections.?What do you. .no..of course not...course not. Well..I’ll go and catch up with the others now.” With that, he marched on leaving me to walk by myself. I knew now that it had not been a simple accident. Naughty Sir Richard!As the cliff top walk continued on, I found my thoughts racing, and for the first time in weeks realised that my pussy was tingling and wet again. Since my early teens, I had become used to the fact that, regardless of what else was going on, or what I was thinking or doing, my pussy tended.