Me, “How I can do that, can’t hold my skirt up properly and clean my pussy.” Amit, “Do one thing, stand, let me hold your skirt up, take out y...our panty fully and then clean it. I will watch no one comes around and we are enough far from everyone.” Me, “Ok.” I stood, removed my panty fully, gave it him, he stood and lifted my skirt enough so it doesn’t gets wet and then I cleaned pussy with water from inside. While I was cleaning my pussy in open place, I was literally shivering and fearing that. He gently caressed the forming hairdo as the stylist whispered to him.I dreamed of having one just like it. I love my Mistress but God how Iwish my own Mother had done this to me years ago so I could be likethese two young young men. My shame and humiliation at this being doneby my own Mother left my sissy penis throbbing in excitement. Some howthrough sheer luck I'd entered a world where Mother's routinelyfeminized and sissified their young sons.Moreover I dreamed of us two sissies caressing. I followed him down the stairs in the theater andoutside to the parking lot. Kyle unlocked his car and Stan, again, gaveme a hand getting into the car. This time his eyes were not as focusedon my crotch they were more focused on my chest. After all, he alreadyknew that I wasn't wearing panties."Would you like us to drop you off at your dorm?" Kyle said."No that's ok. I don't want you to use the gas with the way prices are,"Sara said."Oh it's no problem at all. You don't live too far out of. I would like to invite you to tag along. I think you are going to love it. And I think the guys are going to... LOVE... you too!", Tony said with a dirty glint in his eyes. "It's an all-leather-affair. Do you think you can handle that?"."Tony, if you promise to look out for me... I'll handle anything.", I said excitedly.That afternoon Tony showed me some videos of his 'work'. And explained in more detail why he was so angry on that train back from Amsterdam 2 months ago. He had some very bad.