It was Friday night and Kathy knocked on the door. A gorgeous blonde woman with a Playmate figure answered the door and Kathy knew it was Tiffany.Kath...y immediately pushed her way into Tiffany's house despite her desperate attempt to keep her out. "Who are you and what do you want?" cried Tiffany as she fell to the floor.Kathy smiled at her and said "I'm David's wife Tiffany," and she shut the door and locked it.Tiffany's eyes grew big with fear "He told you," she said almost in a whisper.Kathy. " Then what?" Over time, we'll work on shaping them, so that when we put on yourmakeup they look feminine."She went to work on them. And, I mean she worked on them. And, it hurt.I gritted my teeth and endured the pain. When she had finished plucking,she reapplied the makeup, then used a pencil to define my brows. Thenshe stood back and took a good look, smiled, nodded yes, and said, "Nowtake a look."I turned toward the mirror and I had to admit, she was right, theyreally did look better.She. " she said tartly."I want to do both with you." Hmmm. Well, what are these rules?" First - You do as you're told. What I say, you do. Second, when I tell you to do something, you have to ask permission to do it and you have to talk really dirty. Really dirty. Pussy, fuck, cock, cunt, tits - the dirtier the better. Third, you will address me as Sir or Master. Those are the rules. Here is the promise. I will never do anything to harm, injure or humiliate you. Anytime that you wish to quit, say. We'd call it" going out for dinner" but the result would be the same -- time alone with Debbie.When Debbie and I met at the restaurant, we both immediately moved towards each other and hugged and I knew that there had been much much more between me and Debbie from the feel of that hug than I'd ever hoped could be true on her end. She hugged me close and I resisted the temptation to do anything naughty, but finally after too many years, I was feeling Debbie's womanly body in my arms, and I loved.