" Ah, ich verstehe. Tja, mit den Br?sten, da helfen wohl nur Hormone."Das meinte sie ja wohl nicht ernst?"Das kannst du zwar machen, aber es dauert se...hr lange. Du brauchstrichtige Brustprothesen." Aber das ist bestimmt riesig teuer." Nicht unbedingt. Lass' uns mal bei eBay nachsehen." Sie warf ihrenComputer an und suchte ein wenig, bis sie die richtigen Schl?sselw?rterfand. "Sieh mal, die hier sind nicht schlecht, und nur 40,- Euro. Malsehen, was es noch so gibt." Das ist ja gar nicht so teuer.. Its last little perk is the burlap lining the breast cups. The irritation drives her mad. Finally, I pick out a black leather pencil skirt. I love how the public bondage of a woman is accepted and encouraged by society when it is relabeled fashion. When she is ready, we dress her, making sure the corset is properly tightened. It has a zippered flap that covers up the laces in back and I take a small padlock and lock the corset zipper to the one at the top of the fitted skirt. I then take 2. I was trying to rush out for him so he could close, but he came in and said to take my time. We both sat there talking as we got unchanged. We sat there in towels getting to know each other and really enjoying each other's conversation. He was very animated as he spoke and on occasion, his towel would draw up giving me a glimpse of his massive black cock. I am not gay, but I started staring every time this happened. I could not keep my eyes from traveling to his man meat. Finally, Tyrone sat. 'now slip into your shoes and put on your jacket'. quickly obeying and while still wondering what You have planned, You call to me.walking out of the bedroom, i see the keys in Your hand and i feel a strange panic as i realize that we are going out. and me dressed like this 'but Master... ' i begin to say. 'come hither' is all i need to hear as i follow You out the door. we get into the car and i am dying to ask where we are going but know better. for almost an hour we drive, as You tell me how.