He didn't notice that Patrice stiffened slightly as he did that."Sorry for what?" Patrice asked. She knew what she should do. She had talked about it.... Could she do it?She gathered her courage, remembering the words of encouragement, and stood. She walked to Fran and sat next to her on the sofa. She reached out and touched Fran's cheek, a touch that spanned too many years. She could feel the wetness of the tears. She hadn't heard Fran cry in so long.Patrice swallowed hard before speaking. "Fran,. Now, I set my sights on something beyond survival. I wanted to get back to school and resume my interrupted studies. My aunt Ginette, whom I remained in touch with, constantly encouraged me to continue my studies. I applied to various schools with the Ontario Universities Application Center or OUAC. I wrote to UMass-Amherst requesting that they send my transcripts to Carleton University, the Canadian school of my choice. A couple of months went by and I finally got a letter of acceptance from. The first few days of this was were so painfall that i cried much to the pleasure of goddess. As the days went by it gt less and less painfall untill on the second to last day i could take it all in the first thrust of my hips.Yesterday afternoon came and i received a further instruction that i was to go to a beauty salon and have all of my body hair removed and to get a fake tan. I was also to tell the beautician exaclty what i was doing there. This was the most degrading point of my sissy. Slowly she pushed my head down. I was kissing her down.I sucked her navel planted a kiss on her stomach, which was flat and sexy. I was on my knees, and I removed her shorts in one go. She had no panties on. I started kissing her thighs and teased her a little bit.Then she suddenly pulled my head to her cunt and said, “Quit teasing and start eating.” I took in her smell and started sucking her. She was moaning louder each time I licked her. I inserted one finger and liked her. She was pushing.