Tammy popped open her shoulder bag, and handed me a bunch of tissues. It was not long before we arrived at out destination.When we went inside, I almo...st ran back out screaming. Tammy anchored me in place, and she and Dr. Simpson almost carried me to a couch, where they pinned me between them.There were over thirty people in the house. Some were beautiful. Some looked like linebackers in skirts. But from the conversations, they were almost all males. One of the beautiful ones, who was obviously. I was wondering if you had.”She giggled again. “Yeah, I noticed… and wow, if I may say so!”“Yeah, I know. Down, girl! You know what though? He’s been nothing but respectful and caring this whole time. He’s the one that stripped you and dried you, my hands were too frozen, and then he did the same for me. Never a hint of anything but concern and compassion, no ogling, nothing. I guess once your butt warmed up and you were wiggling it into his groin you finally broke his resolve, hence the. "Please, please, please don't think of this as a punishment. If anything, this is a compliment. I wouldn't ask you to do this if I didn't need you so badly for my company. It's really not as bad as it sounds. Wearing skirts and heels to work is not as horrible as you think. After all, half of the workforce does it every day, including me! And it will only be temporary. Once one of the male editors leaves, you can take his position and return to your male identity! It will only be a few weeks or. Rathy had taken care of herself really well.She took me into her master bedroom and stripped me naked. She made me sit on her bed whilst she went on her knees. She tenderly lipsed my cock with her soft fat rosy lips. My cock had gone to 7th heaven and was on a throbbing session.She got up, opened her wardrobe and pulled out a gold and black saree. She draped the saree around her and asked me how she looked.I pounced on her like a ravenous rabid dog and began kissing and licking her from head to.