‘Bill, I’ve got one of those, secretary to secretary, ‘please get Mr. Shilling on the line’ calls from the new CEO’s office.’ ‘I’ve go...t it Val. Thanks!’ ‘Mr. Shilling? Hi, this is Rebecca Smythe, Mr. Kearing’s administrative assistant, hold please for Mr. Kearing.’ Bill’s thirty-two year old boss did this and often kept him on hold for fifteen minutes or more. This was the CEO…hell it could be an hour. He left the phone on speaker, to his surprise the CEO came on the line in less than twenty. I had a great time rehearsing for the play, but in the background my mind was working overtime on how much I enjoyed switching gender. On one occasion I kept my character clothes on for the rest of the day after rehearsal and just wanted to stay in character.That night when I went home I decided to take a bath - much like my mother and sister did in the evenings. As I ran the bath - with lots of flowery bubbles - I studied my naked body in the mirror, still wearing the wig. I tried to conceal. . You will like it, slut…”I climbed over and straddled his black thighs. I kneeled over his big black cock, my pink pussy just resting on the head. I slowly started sliding down his hard shaft, letting my wet cunt eat inch after inch of that black cock. His hands gripped my hips and he thrust up at the same time he pushed me down, impaling me hard on his big cock. I screamed and came, my juices flowing down his black shaft as he slammed in and out of me. I rode hard on his big cock, my wet cunt. My pussy is just too sore, and I’m starting to feel like the biggest slut in Prague.”“Okay,” said Angela. “But you’re not the biggest slut. There’s me to start with. And from all of the sex shops around the town I’m sure there are other people here that are even bigger sluts than me.”“Yes, I’ve seen some sex shops around the place. I’m not even sure what you do with some of the things in their front window.”“Have you been inside any of them?”“No,” said Sangeeta. “What if someone who knows me.