When we got home mum taught me how to do make up and I couldn't believe how I looked fully transformed into a girl, ... Wow my son you are stunning as a girl ,im going to name you Roxy. I was in heaven and never been happier in my life and it was this first weekend as a girl I knew I wanted to live as a girl ,I just love everything about being a girl ,the feeling I get when. Smiling. My drink is half gone and I'm laughing and joking with the guy next to me. He's watching and he's got these little crinkles in the corners of his eye. Little wrinkles here and there, happy ones that say he's had a decent life. I don't even notice when he puts his hand on my thigh. No, instead, I'm laughing about some story he's told... some... it's hard to remember. Some story about his secretary getting drunk at a Christmas party and flashing everyone. An older lady. Dancing on. The other problem is that sometimes I have an audience of a few people. or one a few occasions, no one. I hate that. I want a lot of people to watch me. The auction house is my fourth owner. Each time I am sold, my value goes up, so I cannot complain. My parents used to come to watch me. They lost interest. Mom told them I should fuck more cute boys. She said that because she wants the cute boys. Usually, my parents would start putting on their own show. It is embarrassing to me! Mistress Ursa. His hands were all over her sweaty, jiggling tits and his mouth assaulted her neck, her earlobes. His fingers dug into the soft meat of her tits, and she stroked harder at his cock.Trish was full of herself and her own reactions, but even so, she could not hold back a shriek of disbelief when she saw what Kate intended to do with the wine bottle.Her brunette friend guided the bottle through her crotch, using it to frig the musk-dripping lips of her cunt. She squirmed in abandon, her thighs.