. my fingers, she answered obviously embarrassed. Sarah, its ok. Just tell me what happened. Remember, I am not judging you at all. I am merely record...ing data. Now, did you masturbate frequently? Sarah felt oddly reassured and her voice became a bit more confident. No, I was nervous someone might hear me. So, Id say I only did it a couple of times a month, maybe less. I would touch myself when I was in the shower or as I was getting dressed, but I had pretty much quit masturbating by the time I. "You've been fully shaved and waxed, made up,and your hair is now in an unmistakably feminine style and you've beendressed in the finest lingerie. And, I had the vintage wedding gown andswishy petticoats made especially for you. Of course I don't expect youto quickly agree to be my personal housemaid but with a littleconditioning you'll soon come along Lane dear," she assured as she movedto the little box on the dresser."I know of your love of silky ladies things and how they excite you so.And. I am going to talk to the dean," Carl said.Regi did as he was instructed. As he walked he felt his penis pushingagainst his boxers and his sweaty scrotum against his inner thighs. Itwas so uncomfortable. His collared shirt and tie clasped tightlyaround his neck and he was uncomfortably warm in his suit. Regi founda table in the corner that was unoccupied and held his head as if itwere going to split open. Regi spread his legs like he saw most mensit and found the position much more. Saturday morning came and as usual Kabeer left for work at about 6.30am. I awoke about thirty minutes later and my first thought that day was about the events that might lay ahead. I looked at the clock and worked out that it would be about thirty minutes before Abbu brought me my early morning tea. I slipped into the bathroom to freshen myself up a little and could not resist slipping three fingers into my pussy and had my first of what I hoped would be several orgasms that morning. My plan.