As we walked over to the shop Bobbie's and Sara's fathers were having a conversation in Spanish. Uncle Art walked beside me and said quietly, "In thei...r eyes, Bobbie's declaration of your abilities has change yours and their daughters' status. I do not think you or they will have any trouble from them in the future."When we entered the machine shop Sara's father was walking around in awe. Uncle Art explained that he was a foreman in a machine shop in Dallas. He started to chuckle as the two. It made her feel effeminate; as if being desired by apowerful man somehow validated her femininity.This had nothing to do with the 'gay' thing that she had always feared.She felt so feminine, and for all intent and purposes she was a woman.There was no part of Mike inside her; she was only Panti.She pressed her body against Tony, aware of the heat of his erectionpressing into her stomach, and kissed him passionately. Tony snaked hishand down and caressed her thigh and Panti gasped; she was. “That was so hot with that boy there” I said as we broke apart, “did he look excited?” I asked with wild fantasies going through my head.“There was an obvious tent in his cute ‘lil swimsuit” Ryan said, seeming with the same fantasies as me. I pulled his Speedos back up, leaving a sweet kiss on the tip of his flaccid member and we came out from behind the toilets to find the beach busier than we left it, with everyone having come back from hiding in the shade with the sun at its peak. We stayed. Seventeen women left Aggie at the southern vertex of the Green Mall home complex that day. The last of the evening twilight was fading from the sky and at the time the group was completely leaderless. Looking back, Cordelia thought her Party consisted of subgroups of casual friends, two to five women in each.They walked for hours, making slow but steady progress to the south and unavoidably to the east. Aggie knew exactly what they were talking about. After the first critical fork, there were.