"I was wondering if this wasever going to happen. And I am so glad it has," she kissed his chest."Now, are you still ready to go on a date, girlfriend...?" Yeah," Bob nodded. "I really want to try it. What will you call me? Youcan't call me Bob out there if I am in a dress." Bobbi?" she mused. "I guess it is up to you really. Have you everthought of a name in all the time you've been doing this?" I've bounced around a few off and on," he admitted. "Barbara, Barb,that is what I think." Barb," Alice. " Nisha said.Sam laughed and turned his head.Nisha lowered her trousers and slipped down her thong. "My God. What an ass." Sam said."Shit. I told you not to look." Nisha said, wondering what to do as she wanted to pee and could not cover herself."I can't help looking. Best ass I have ever seen." Hell." Nisha muttered. She finished peeing and got up to pull up her panties and thong. Before she could do so, Sam was grabbing her ass from behind." What..? What are you doing Sam"? She gasped."Cannot. Still, she knew she had no choice.Dale had lost count of the number of times the hairbrush spanked down on her bottom. She always did lose count, but, also as always, she knew that she had no say in how many spanks she would be given. So, as those spanks suddenly stopped she was thankful, albeit her bottom was stinging so much she was already crying uncontrollably and she knew that the caning was now just moments away.Just to check on what she was sure about, Governess Stone ran her finger. “This tells a different story, doesn’t it? My sissy transvestite slut of a boyfriend likes getting fucked, doesn’t she? She loves gagging on big hard cocks, hmm?” Each accusation brought an agonizing throb from my satin-encased cock. “C’mon honey, Dave’s all ready to finish off, and believe me, his cum is the tastiest!” I was nearly at my ends as she rhythmically stroked my cock through the soft pink panties. Just as I attempted to gather the last shreds of my courage, her slender fingers left.