She kneels before me andcups my sissyhood in the palm of her hand. She feeds it gently in to thesmooth satin bag, tightening the ribbons on the top i...t pulls around thebase of me and she takes the piece of paper that had kept the bellsilent. She says I look much better and I feel myself turning brightred. Gingerly I step in to the petticoats and rest them on my corsetinduced hips, it feels good to have the trim prickle against my stockingtops, slips are nice but don't compare to a petticoat. . It’s beautiful. I’m not daring to put my arm around her. A few moments later, she’s lifting my arm, resting her head on my chest and placing my arm across her. I’m feeling her breasts. Her perky, sizeable breasts. Pushing against my arm. It feels so good. I’m seeing her cleavage. A beautiful view. I’m already half-hard. I’d love to slide my hand inside her nightgown. Gently brush her nipples, waiting from them to harden. Caressing her breasts, from the tip to the base. Gee, I’d love to suck her. I’m reporting you to the Police for Harassment. ‘You fat pig!’ I yelled. ‘Go ahead. You’ll find them down at the donut shop stuffin’ Long Johns in their mouth and listening to their fuckin’ arteries harden.’ With that snappy send off, I yanked the door of my Range Rover open and slammed it shut after me. I started it up and peeled away from the curb. I got about a kilometer down the road before I realized I needed gas. It was one of the reasons I had come to town, so I pulled into the Shell. ” She stopped and looked at me, searching my face. “You like me, don’t you?”I nodded my head afraid to speak.“Oh” was her simple response.“Please, don’t say anything to anyone. I’d die of embarrassment if anyone found out I was...”“A lesbian?”I nodded.“My roommate before I transferred here to work on geology was a lesbian. So, I have no problem with you being gay.”She smiled at me. I smiled back.“In fact, it kind of turns me on. You see, I always wondered what it would be like with my.