I felt as though I knew everything about him already. He was a divorcee, and lived alone in a house in a gated community across town. I sent him some ...pictures of myself, at his request, so he knew what I looked like, and what to expect when we met. He gave me his address, and told me to dress how I would if I was going to work soon. He wanted me to look sexy, but classy. I chose a lacy black camisole, and a white skirt, with black stilettos. I pulled up my car to the gate, and punched in the. .." I turn off the stereo, too distressed to listen to Garth singing about the very thing that has taken my heart away from me. I laugh mirthlessly, Mama always told me never to fall in love with a bull rider but I knew better. I close my eyes thinking of him. Tight Wranglers, big buckles, scuffed boots and a Stetson. What more could a girl want? I chuckle wryly.Lost in memories, I don't here the rumble of a truck pulling up out the front of the house or the jingle of keys in the lock to the. She had a tight arse, a nice rack and at least some height.He still remembered that strange look she had given him when he had hinted that they would become very good friends on the trip. The next thing he knew, she and that Italian looking guy, Kyle, who she hung around with, were gone.He had to make do with Glenda for the four months they had spent on the ship. The other members of his crew were not happy that he didn’t share, Ferris in particular. Allan had learnt that Ferris and Glenda had. She would flush with sexual desire after using the riding crop I hadbought her on my ass, bringing up streaks of red welts that made it hardfor me to sit down afterwards. She began the process of my feminisationthat lasted till I was 25. Helen restarted it two years ago when I wasjust 27, this time with a little chemical help. My failed experiment as areal man in the world only lasted less than two years.The truth is I love submission and get off on my own degradation, mostlyat the hands of a.