I loved the feel of them bouncingon my chest when I walked, big fleshy orbs that I could feel, warm and soft,jutting out in front of me. I loved bendi...ng over and feeling the weight of themshift, feeling them hanging from my chest. Come to think of it, bending over hadjust taken on more of a role in my sex with Janet. She had surprised me one day with a break in what had become our sexualroutine. By calling it a routine, I don't mean to imply that it was gettingboring. Far from it. But every day. Afterall, she seemed to like me and what are the chances that things would getany worse? Besides, the belting hadn't been that bad I insisted on lyingto myself. She'd get bored with the whole dressing me in girls clothingthing anyway.The hour snuck away from me and before I knew it the large grandfatherclock in the corner was striking 9 pm. Taking a deep breath I resolved todo the smart thing and tell Mrs. Remington that I wanted to stay with oneof her friends. I really believed I'd say it. The revolution seems to have general approval and support. Petra sits beside me telling me she’s looking forward to going to school, but is sorry to be missing all the special education shows. I laugh and promise her better when the time’s right for it. She smiles and goes off, talking to another girl. Nerra has a quick breakfast and sets up doctoring in the rec room. She puts all the children through their physicals by the end of breakfast.After breakfast we gather in the lounge room, most. None of the other passengers were aware of this and the old man , himself had a very indifferent & bored look ( while his hands were busy on her buttocks. He was now urgently rubbing his hand over the crack of her buttocks & then pushing his hand & fingers directly onto her anus hole as if to push his hand / finger in. The initial soft caresses of the beginning were now replaced by heavy & confident squeezing & kneading of her buttocks. I was getting turned on by this intimate act in a public.