Voila!!!!! She spread her chocolate panty on the floor for me to watch. I thought to myself that my plan will work out but I need to have patience and... I started reading. At 1:30 in the afternoon my phone beeped. I saw that she sent an sms. I read that-it said. Please don’t do this to me. I can’t do what you are asking. I am a married women and you are unmarried boy. This is wrong. I texted back… is it right to give you panty for me to sniff and your piss to drink? No reply from her end. I knew. M. here in the UK. I was asleep," I explained."I know it's one a.m, I'm sorry but can you talk?" Actually I have an early start, can I ring you back some other time?" I really did not want to be bothered."Please, it says you are a mechanic, in your profile." Taxi driver nowadays" I corrected."But you were a Mechanic? you have tools." I am not coming to fix your bloody motor at one in the morning, goodbye." I slammed the phone down.It rang again, "We were cut off." she said."No I put the bloody. " She looked down at Nina. "And, because I'm angry, these solutions are all silly and destructive - either things that outright won't work, or things that'll work but will mess things up even worse in the short term." And then what?" Nina's voice was muffled by Samantha's sweater.Samantha's fingers stroked gently around Nina's ear. "And then I think about my dad. His job was to take a bomb, disarm it, dismantle it, and make it so that it could never hurt anyone, ever again. He taught me. Mom sat me down and motioned for Candy to resume her services. She rubbedmy shoulders while Candy's mouth engulfed my cock again. "Don't be soshocked, dear," mother gently chided. "Having sissies around means thatyour father is always satisfied, and he won't have any need to cheat onme." Father is happy, and the sissies love their jobs, don't they, Candy?"Something that sounded like "yes Ma'am" sounded from in between my legs."We find these lost young men who dream of becoming women," she.