I sat there as Carol worked and began to wonder why she doing this to me. In the past there were times I wished I was a women. But I pushed it out of ...my mind. Now those feelings were returning. Was I meant to be a women? Before I knew it, Carol was done. I looked in the mirror and saw the face of a women. I wasn't the most beautiful women but I looked good.“Carol, why did you go to all trouble to make me into a woman.”Carol said “I could tell from our conversations that I seemed more feminine. Nice!"and he liked the hat, too. He asked if I had to go drinking afterward,and took a nice second look at my, well look ( I don't think he was intome, just curious). Change in hand, and in my purse, I thanked him andswished out.I crossed the parking lot to my car, reached into my purse for the keys,and found nothing. Lip gloss, check, bubblegum, check, glitter eyepencil, check, wallet -- check. No keys. So now I'm starting to panic,because it's cold, drizzly, and a couple guys on the. . then we soon arrived...we were naked before we made it to my bedroom.....she dropped to her knees and readily sucked me into her mouth, soaking me in spit...I pulled her up, I told her there was something I wanted to try, i laid down, and pulled her pussy to my face...she leaned forward and swallowed me into her mouth, we enjoy both of our first 69.....we stayed like this grinding our groans into each others mouths for what felt like forever...i finally told her I wanted to fuck her. His duties this afternoon will be to get you whatever you need and he will guard the door to the conference room. Maurice this is Wayne Miller's heir Mr. Parks. Will you please take them to the second floor conference room and stay with them." Yes sir! It will be my pleasure." Stepping forward he shook hands with me and turning slightly said "Hi, Jerri."Maurice led us back to the Safety Deposit area. As we walked back I studied Maurice, besides being black he diffidently stayed in shape, which.