“Madam I need more than a glass of wine, send the wench or pack your things,” I insisted, “You have until mid night, if I can not have the wench... you shall vacate the premises forthwith, do you understand?”“He is taunting us,” the grey clad nun blustered.“I wish you good day,” I replied icily and went for my horse.I had not gone three furlongs when I heard a plaintive cry, “Wait!” A grey clad figure was rushing after me, “Come back!” she shouted.I ambled on, and she chased after me, her long. “Certainly,” she replied, smiling. My mind was racing! I had seen a few shemales in porn clips on my computer. Some of them were very attractive, and entertaining and enthusiastic performers as well. However, none of those clips had quite the effect on me that this did. I was fascinated... entranced, and very excited. I’d wanted something “different” but I sure didn’t expect this. Still, this was what I had, so… I reached out and grabbed the top of her panties. I pulled them down rather. She was wearing an extremely short skirt that was riding quite high and her blouse seemed to be undone. She had the sexiest pair of legs you have ever seen and I was trying hard not to stare, but it was useless, she had me captivated. I kept shifting to get a better angle without letting on what I was doing, after all the last thing I needed was to be arrested in a foreign country for being a peeping tom. It also helped relieve the pressure beginning to bulge in my jeans. Then suddenly she. The young girl got up and walked over to her sister, sitting next to her. "They're beautiful." Angelique reached up and put a hand gently on one of Guin's breasts."Thanks," replied Guin. She was surprised at Angie's boldness, and even more surprised that she was letting it happen. Angie's fingers felt good against Guin's skin, and she felt her nipples begin to harden. She let out a moan as her sister pinched first one nipple, and then the other. Before she knew it, Angie had bent down and taken.