Won't that be fun-- French is the language of romance, youknow!"Katie answered with a doubtful smile. "Now, a C- deserves, oh, five spanks. Next, I ...see Mrs. Wong sayswhen she took you to Kowloon to help her shop, she noticed achipped nail!"Katie nodded, accepting the blame. "Yes, Sir. I know I mustkeep better care of my nails." "Let me see them now," commanded Uncle Edgar.She presented her hands, palms down. He held her soft, smallhands, examining hem for flaws. But the nails were a. I dozed off with the murmer of voices in the other room lulling me to sleep. Something woke me and I realizd that Jenny and our hosts had entered the bedroom. They were whispering and giggling about something. Jenny moved onto the bed beside me, continuing her whispered coversation across the space between the two beds. I pretended to be asleep. Jenny must have continued with the margaritas after I went to bed. Her speech was very slurred. Bob and Sarah were giggling about that. Sarah kept. I actually knew the center because I frequentlyshopped at a hardware store at one end of it. I loved shopping therebecause also in the center was an old fashioned lingerie shop. As alifelong crossdresser I always loved peering at the silky baby-dollsnighties and lacy corsets in the window. And the girdles too, so feminineand smooth. But I never did get up the urge to go in.Mistress Emma and Mary led me now to that shop. I nervously followed themin when my clitty started to get hard. The pain. “You can bite them,” she said, so I did.Her stomach was bigger than many, but again it was firm and I kissed my way down it until I reached her knickers. I pulled them off and couldn’t stop myself sniffing them.“You are a pervert,” she admonished. “I like it. Are you really going to lick me all over?”“Everywhere I can reach,” I said, nuzzling her crotch with my nose. She smelled slightly different from most of the pussies I had experienced, certainly different from the white ones.“Mmm, chew my.