Donna had put her tight skirt back on and her flimsy blouse supporting her large tits. Amber slipped on her long black dress over her clean body. Jen...ny took longer and the two black women helped her put on her white dress and button up. It wasn’t too wrinkled but Jenny’s hair was a mess and Amber put a brush through it.“I still remember your mother on top of mine”, whispered Jenny quietly, afraid to provoke another scuffle.“God I remember large hairy pink cunt lips and I don’t remember who. Next, she fixed a bite to eat and sat down to watch the weather channel. She almost bit her tongue when she heard the weatherman say there was a forty percent chance of snow that afternoon. Dang-it, if it were up to her she wouldn’t go anywhere with a forecasted storm front moving in. Maybe she could leave a little earlier and get home before it came through. She did up the dishes and headed out, hoping she could miss the storm.She had only traveled about ten miles when it began to snow,. "Or you're going to sleep in the wet spot tonight.(part 2) Over the next several months things gradually did change in our relationship. Laura enthusiastically encouraged my feminization. She asked me to print out the stories and fantasies that most appealed to me from the tg-fiction sites I visited. She read through the stories with great interest, highlighting passages and making notes in the margins. Meanwhile, she helped me shop, instructed me on how to apply make-up, and showed me how. Inside was a handwritten note and a hotel key card. "Here's a spare key to my room, I'm at the Moxy - room 1601. I'll need a wake up call tomorrow - B"I smiled as I read the note. It had been a while since I last saw you and the note made me smile in anticipation of providing a wake up call for you.I arrived early knowing that the "wake up call" would take some time (and probably a shower after). I quietly entered your room using the key you had sent over the day before, slipping out of my.