I was by now waxed intoa feminine arch and had pretty blonde hair. I did look pretty and toldher to go for it.She produced an electric razor from nowh...ere and began removing the hairoff my legs. Once that was done, I went to the tub and was given theshaving of my life! All hints of maleness were gone; and she went for theunderarms as well. I cannot describe the rush and wonderful feelings Ihad! I felt so pretty and special, and I was! She drained the tub and hadme dry off. It was followed by. He picked her up off the edge and dropped her onto the bed with her head on the pillows and crawled over top of her. He reached up under her dress, grabbed her panties and yanked on one side, ripping them, and tugged on the material until they were out of the way.He leaned over her, unfastening his pants and pushing them down his hips to free his hard cock."Why was he there to comfort you after that bastard raped you? That should've been me! That's my job now! But I should've been there to stop. One of the most important things is a sissy gets to wearpretty clothes and silky sexy under things that felt good on the skin.Women like sissy's because they don't feel threatened by them and theycan confide in them. The world would be a better place if there weremore sissy's a world with fewer wars and less strife. We had a goodstart as we broke for lunch/Lunch again was a simple salad of which I made the dressing from mylesson the day before. Mummy was cordial and lunch was a. If I hadn't been holding on the wood frame of the beach bed, I would have lost my balance and fallen backwards into the sand. I moaned my pleasure, and I felt Sandra smile, her mouth still filled with my cock. She bobbed her head up and down on me a few more times, coating me with her warm saliva before saying, "Now get in here." She tugged me by my cock into the darkness and onto the bed.I fell forward into the welcoming gloom and onto the mattress, which Sandra had covered with the beach.