" Rose, my manager, further humiliated me by commenting on howshe always thought I was too attractive to have been born a man,mentioning my delicate ...features "pretty eyes" and thin build. Playingalong with their fantasy I jokingly said if I were a woman I'm sure Iwould be a complete "knock-out!" since I have sold women's shoes andaccessories for long enough to know what looks good. I further stated,"If I were a woman I could never imagine myself being with a man." Thiscomment caught the. Even though he dreaded coaching softball, his background as a competitive baseball player and little league coach made him by far the most qualified coach on staff, aside from the longtime head coach, Sandra Lang. Coach Lang had long been saddled with a string of reluctant, underqualified coaches to give her the necessary assistance to field a competitive team. Now that she finally had someone that knew a little something about the sport, she was overjoyed, even leaving him to conduct. Morgan had a quick flashback and squeaked in fear, swatting Mickey on the snout. Seeing it was only him she quickly apologized before once more burying her head in her hands. Mickey slowly strode over and took another small look and watched Morgan for a reaction. Morgan knew dogs licked injuries and thought perhaps he smelt her virgin blood and was trying to help, so did nothing. Emboldened by her lack of resistance, Mickey licked again and again, cleaning up her thighs and working up to. I felt a wave of relief wash over me, but was still nervous at the brazenness of my wife. She had gone back to slowly wanking me, the material of my shirt barely disguising the movement. I circled my fingers inside my wife's labia and she quivered. Emma sipped some more and was again using the movement to try and disguise her looking. She was sitting with her spare hand in her lap, and I noticed her fingers gently squeeze her own crotch, very subtly. "Do you like watching people?" my wife asked.