I can hear little whimpers coming from you, I smile knowing my woman is enjoying herself, you start to whimper a bit more, and with that I stop and pl...ace the tip of the heel at that wonderful Vaginal opening.Already I notice there a small pool of liquid building up on the rubber sheeting that we use for floor covering, now is the right moment for me, slowly I push the heel all the way into your vagina, until the sole stop it going any further and I just move it back and forth while the sole. " Somehow I don't think so. I think that after this week is over, you aregoing to find it will become harder and harder to be content "just"being Jamie. I can see it already. The way you are dressing, wearingyour hair, gesturing with your hands and your body language all exudethe feelings that you are a girl. No I suspect that once Sunday morningcomes around, you are going to go into a depression."We all sat there a little stunned. Thinking back, everything she saidhad certainly been in the. “I like it very much, Ma’am, thank you for inquiring,” I said.“Ooh, I do hope you move down here when the Summer is over. I’d love to get you in my English class! You could bring up our testing scores!” Liz liked my choice of fancy words.“Thank you, Ma’am, but I’ll go back to being Eddie when the Summer is over, and I think my parents will be picking me up soon,” I said. I remembered my Aunt said she would call them as soon as they arrived at the hotel.“Would you like to go back to being. "You look bitchin' too, Mom," Lamar joined in, complimenting the thirty-seven year old who Lamar had insisted, as usual, wear no bra or panties, instead, donning tight skirt, slit high up the legs on either side revealing a lot more leg and thigh than Coleen was comfortable in showing to this group and the inevitable spike heels that Lamar loved to see her in. Coleen had, thus far, been walking carefully, her full breasts tending to bounce under the blouse quite noticeably and the slits in her.