In between her fully peeing on me, she would call me into the bathroom after she had finished peeing. She'd still be sitting on the toilet and she's o...pen her legs and tell me to lick her pussy clean from her peeing. I loved every minute of it. No subject of humiliation was off limits to us. Month later, we broke up and I never had tasted pee since then. Fast forward to 13 years later. I had become a fully dressed Crossdresser, who even goes out to Clubs and Bars, all dressed up, on weekends.. After she and Kevin had called quits on their marriage, Tina had dated a few short-term lovers, three in total. None of them had been very satisfactory, and one wine soaked night she had confided in her friend. Amy was also single, but seemed happy and satisfied. Tina asked for the secret to Amy's happiness.Amy smiled, “The secret is that there are men, quite a few of them, who can be trained to serve your every desire.”“I have looked for one, but no luck so far,” Tina giggled.Amy grabbed. "Could you not have invented some better names than Smith and Jones?" I said and kissed her. Sally Anne told me I could open my other presents in any order but she put aside one box and said this is to be saved until last.I started opening and found Sally Anne had bough almost a complete wardrobe of women's clothes for me. She said, "If we are going to a hotel for the weekend you have to look your best."As I opened the presents I lay the contents out on the bed. When I only had the last present. She was instantly aware of the heat and the moisture that she began to produce from beneath what could only be called the string of her lower attire. “Goddam, she was hot.” She muttered to no one in particular.Taking a sip of her chilled iced tea and setting down the novel she ran her hand up her thigh, much in the same way as she had the day before on the anonymous woman on the train. She didn’t stop as she reached the thin material of her bikini bottoms, but slipped a single finger underneath.