As I was slapping and grabbing at his hands, I managed to pull the dish towel from his grasp. All this did was put his big hands directly on my tits w...hich were jiggling hard as I struggled. (They were ‘tits’ now! Not ‘boobs’ or ‘chest’! Where was my mind going to?!)“I’m not naked, Eric!”“Not yet!”With that, he stopped squeezing my boobs, bent down and yanked my suit bottom down from my hips to my knees!! Quickly his left hand circled from behind me and found one soggy boob again and the right. ”He was watching me closely, watching his new sissy property debasing himself in public.“I take it you are wearing male underpants or boxers today sissy?”“Boxers Master”“Walk to the toilets, carrying your lovely new panties by your side, hanging from your fingers. Walk nice and slowly sissy, we want as many people to notice as possible. Change into your new panties, and then return here, carrying your boxers”I knew I had no choice. I had confessed to craving public humiliation, and understood. "And that's why I'm not aloud in a kitchen anymore," sighed Miranda, pulling out two of the chairs and sitting down warily with her back to the wall."But at least I can count on you to do some shopping, right?" inquired Bob, suddenly scurrying from behind the counter over to where a number of dried herbs hung from the ceiling. He then glanced over at Miranda, who smiled and gave a nod as he carefully cut a few pieces off several of them, "Good! Cause we'll have quite a few guests this evening,. It started to rain, and quickly turned into snow. Matty stood with his face turned up to the sky, letting the snowflakes hit his face as though he had never seen snow before.Grace stood watching him for what seemed like a long time. Matt pulled her in close and touched his freezing lips to her warm ones. It had been the best kiss that Grace had ever had in her life. Shortly after that kiss, when he was walking her into her apartment building, she asked him what he was doing for Christmas and.