Date: Tue, 27 Oct 2009 11:11:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Paula Thomas <paulabthomas@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Transforming Bobby - A TG Story

Transforming Bobby
By Paula Thomas

  Busted, I thought to myself, totally busted, as my stepmother angrily
picked up the phone and keyed in a number.  "Hello, John?" she said into
the phone.  "It's Martha.  I finally caught him wearing my lingerie, just
like I told you I would.  What?" she exclaimed, somewhat exasperated.  "Oh,
well let's see, my garter, stockings, panties, bra, slip and high heels."
She paused briefly, listening.  "Yes, of course they were all in black,"
she replied to an unheard question.  "And no, this time he didn't put on
one of my dresses, at least not when I caught him."

  I squirmed uncomfortably, my world crumbling, as my secret life was being
exposed to a stranger on the phone.  I wondered who this John guy was.  I
started to leave the room when she turned and said angrily, "Stay right
here young man!  You're not going anywhere just now."  Resigned to my fate,
I slowly slumped down in the corner, trying to block out her voice.  I was
17, and nearly finished with high school.  Another couple of months I'll be
18 and I can move out on my own.  Oh, why did this have to happen?

  "Look John, I just can't cope with him anymore," she said into the phone.
"Bobby really needs to be around a man like you at this point.  Ever since
his father was killed in that awful war he's been acting strange, and it's
a lot more than just teenage angst.  I think proper guidance from you would
be just the ticket."

  Strange might not be the right word, I thought.  Conflicted maybe, about
my sexuality.  I was really attracted to women's clothes, especially black
satin panties, slips and black patent high heels.  I had an almost
uncontrollable urge to wear them whenever I was alone in the house.  I'd
started when I was 12, right after my dad was killed.  I was wearing her
underwear almost every day after school.  I guess she must have known,
because she appeared out of nowhere and ambushed me after I started getting
dressed up today.  Boy, did she chew me out.

  "I was hoping he could live with you John," she said, "at least until he
turns 18 in two months.  Oh, that would be wonderful.  I'll drop him off
tonight.  Thanks so much."  As she hung up the phone she turned to me, with
a look of sadness in her eyes.  "You're going to live with my friend John
until you turn 18," she said sternly.  "And you're going to finish school
too.  Do you understand me?"

  I nodded sullenly, with my head down, avoiding her glare.  My life was
ruined, I thought, just ruined.  Now I had to go live with some guy named
John for two months.  It'll be agony, I figured.  No friends around, in a
strange place, and worst of all, no women's clothes to wear.  I felt like
dying.

  My stepmother started boxing up my motley assortment of clothes,
lecturing me the entire time about starting to act more like a grownup.
She said that she had known I was wearing her things for several years, but
figured I'd outgrow it, like so many other boys.  But I didn't outgrow it,
instead I continued right up until today.  I even made several attempts at
makeup, and tried on some of her dresses.  I really like wearing makeup and
dresses, and I dreamed of becoming a young woman.  I have long blond hair,
a slender frame and stand about 5'7".  If I styled my hair a little, I
thought, maybe I could pass as a woman, but I never got up the courage to
go out in public.  Oh, how I longed to do that.

  Later that night she drove me to John's house, a big brick house with a
circular driveway, in a very exclusive part of town.  Oh great, I thought,
I'll be living with some old rich dude.  Resigned to my fate, I hauled my
boxes up to the porch, rang the bell and waited.  A light came on, then
suddenly the door opened and a slender, athletic man of about 40 appeared.
"Hi Bobby," he said, shaking my hand.  "I'm John.  Please, come in.  Let me
help you with those boxes."  He grabbed a box and started into the house.
I followed reluctantly, in a really sullen and angry mood.

  John showed me to my room upstairs, and we set the boxes down so I could
unpack.  He said he'd make sure I was awake in the morning, and he'd take
me to school.  "Whatever," I said sarcastically, as he left the room.  I
looked around at a very large bedroom, with a king size bed, dressers, a
desk, a bathroom, and a sliding door that led to an outdoor balcony.  Nice,
I thought, really nice.  I guess if I have to be here at least I can be
comfortable.

  The next day John dropped me off at school, and said he'd pick me up at
3:30.  That was cool, since my stepmother always made me wait until at
least 4:30.  When school finished for the day I walked outside and there
was John, waiting for me.  I hopped in his car and noticed the smell of
Chinese food.  "I picked up some food on the way Bobby," he said as he
started the car.  "Let's go home and eat, then I have a surprise for you."

  "A surprise," I said warily as I glared at him.  "What surprise?"

  "Oh, you'll see after dinner," he replied, smiling.  "I think it's just
what the doctor ordered for you."  So, we rode home in silence, with me not
at all interested in talking to an adult.  I was intrigued by the idea of a
surprise though.  The Chinese food was okay, and he offered me a glass of
wine, something my stepmother would never have done.  The wine helped my
mood a lot, and I finally opened up a bit.  We talked about my school, my
plans for the future, and general small talk.  After dinner John said there
was a package waiting for me in my room, and I could go up and see what it
was if I wanted to.  In a flash I bounded up the stairs and down the hall
to my room, where I found a large department store shopping bag on my bed.
Looking in the bag, I saw something in black satin, so I quickly unloaded
the contents.  There was a pair of lacy black panties, a black bra, a slip,
garter, black mist stockings, black patent 3" high heel shoes, and a
beautiful black satin robe with acres of lace.  I gasped, stunned by what
I'd found.  Wow!  I couldn't believe my good luck.  Just then, the door
opened, and from behind me John said, "Go ahead and put them on Bobby.
They're all yours and you can wear them whenever you feel like it."

  My sullen mood changed in an instant as I held the satin garments up to
me.  "These are beautiful!  Are they the right size?" I said excitedly as I
turned toward him, my eyes gleaming with delight.

  "They are Bobby," he replied, smiling.  "I had a long talk with your
stepmother today about this, and she told me what size you wore.  I had my
secretary go to the mall and pick them out.  Do you like them?"

  "Like them," I exclaimed, "I love them!  Thanks so much John.  Oh wow,
you made my day, no, my whole year with this."

  "Well, go ahead and get dressed up.  Come downstairs if you want to.  I'd
love to see how you look in that outfit," he said as he closed the door.

  After getting over my shock and surprise, I got undressed and showered,
excited and happy with the unexpected turn of events.  Once I dried off I
slipped on my new lingerie, trembling with excitement.  As soon as I pulled
on the panties I got an erection, which always happens.  Everything fit
perfectly, including the high heels, which were obviously expensive and
much better than my stepmother's heels.  And the satin robe was wonderful,
flowing over me like water.  I was in heaven.  Fortunately the robe
concealed my aroused cock.

  After admiring myself in the full length mirror on the wall I figured I
should go downstairs.  After all, John had bought this outfit, so I guess I
should wear it for him.  I descended the stairs and made a cautious
entrance into the den where John was watching TV.  I had never been dressed
like this in front of anyone before, so I was really nervous, almost
trembling.  I was also very aroused by the feel of the fabric, the
smoothness of my stockings, high heels and, well, you know, the whole
ensemble.

  "You look wonderful Bobby," John said, beaming with delight.  "Come in
and sit down.  How do you feel?"

  "I feel wonderful John.  I really can't thank you enough for this," I
said as I sat in a chair, crossing my legs in a feminine manner.  My
stocking covered legs protruded out of my robe, looking really sexy.  And
those black patent high heels looked so good.  I just shivered with
excitement and sheer pleasure.

   John was relaxing on the couch, with his feet up on the coffee table,
not really paying attention to the TV.  He just smiled at me as I spoke.
"I really feel completely relaxed when I'm dressed like this," I said.
"It's as if this is the way I'm supposed to dress.  You know what I mean?"
I didn't want to tell him how aroused I was, or that I had a rapidly
awakening interest in men.

  John offered me a glass of wine, which I readily accepted.  "Yes, I know
exactly what you mean.  I'll tell you what Bobby," he said as he sat back
down on the couch.  "Let's complete the outfit tomorrow.  We can go to the
mall after school and find you a really nice dress to wear.  Maybe a few
other things as well.  Would you like that?"

  "Yes!" I replied quickly.  "Maybe I could try some makeup too. And maybe
even curl my hair or something," I continued, almost breathless with
excitement.

  "Well, sure Bobby," he said as he sipped his wine.  "In fact, I have an
idea about that.  Let me work on it tomorrow.  You know, I think you need
to explore your feminine side a little, find out what it's all about, what
it really means for you."  We had a bit more wine, watched some TV, and
said goodnight early.

  After school the next day we went to the mall, and entered a large
department store, riding the escalator up to the women's clothing floor.
Before us was a vast array of dresses, skirts, blouses and other things.
John took the lead and quickly found a knit dress in black with red and
gold accents, long sleeves and knee length.  Guessing at the size, he
selected one and steered me to the nearest fitting room.  I quickly tried
it on, and it seemed to fit perfectly, so John bought it.  I shivered with
excitement at the thought of having my own dress.

  We found a costume jewelry display where John selected a gold necklace
and a matching pair of clip on earrings, telling me that I should consider
getting my ears pierced.  I asked about makeup, but John said he had a
surprise that would take care of it.  Leaving the mall we stopped and
ordered a pizza for dinner, which we ate at home.  "Ah, it's almost 7
o'clock Bobby," he said as he looked at his watch.  "Better get a move on,
because Carol will be here in half an hour."

  "Carol?" I replied, looking at him.  "Who's Carol?"

  "Oh, you'll see, but now you need to take a shower," he said, "and be
sure to wash your hair."  He handed me a small plastic bottle of hair
remover, telling me to apply it to my legs, chest, arms and arm pits, and
wait 5 minutes before getting in the shower.  It would remove all my
unwanted hair.  After my shower I applied a moisturizing lotion all over,
which made my skin feel nice and soft.  As I was applying the moisturizer
John called through the door.  "Bobby," he said after knocking on the door.
"Just put on your lingerie and robe for now.  The dress will come later."

  I sat on the end of the bed and slipped on stockings and garter, panties,
bra and slip, and finally my high heels.  The stockings really felt nice on
my smooth legs.  As I was putting on my robe there was a knock at the door.
"Bobby," John said, "are you ready yet?"  I said yes, so the door opened
and in walked John with a very attractive young woman named Carol.

  Carol was a beautician and carried several items which she placed on the
desk.  After smiling and saying hello to me she turned to John, nodded and
said, "I can do a lot with him, he's perfect."  John just smiled and left
the room.

  First, she had me sit while she applied hot curlers to my hair.  Then,
she tweezed my eyebrows into a feminine shape.  It didn't take long, which
was good, because it hurt like crazy.  To define my eyebrows she applied a
very light coat of brown mascara to them.  She explained that a proper
eyebrow shape was essential for a feminine face.  Then, she sat in front of
me, applying a small amount of foundation, mascara to my eyelashes, a bit
of eyeliner, powder, and a touch of rouge to my cheeks.  She carefully
explained everything she did, and said she'd leave all the makeup she was
using so I could duplicate it on my own later.  She also told me how to
remove it at bedtime.  The final touch she added was lipstick, followed by
a spurt or two of perfume.

  Finally, she removed the curlers and brushed and styled my hair.
Satisfied, she stepped back and invited me to look in the mirror.  I
couldn't believe what I was seeing.  I was a gorgeous young woman now!  Oh
wow, I thought, I didn't know I could look that good.  Carol said I could
go ahead and put my dress on now, and join John downstairs.  With that she
smiled, said goodbye and left.

  I really was anxious to put on my new dress.  I stepped into it, and
reached around to zip it up in back.  I added my gold necklace and earrings
and I was ready.  I took a long look in the full length mirror, hardly
believing it was me.  Boy, was I excited and aroused as I made my way
downstairs to the den.

  I entered the den, very nervous about being with someone while dressed
like this.  John was relaxing in his bath robe, his feet up on the coffee
table, a glass of wine in his hand.  Soft jazz played on the stereo.  He
dropped the book he was reading and just stared at me, his eyes wide open.
"Wow!  Bobby, you look incredible!  What a beautiful young woman you are.
Come, sit beside me tonight," he said as he motioned for me to join him.  I
slid down on the couch, crossed my legs and tried to look ladylike.  His
hand rested lightly on my knee as he turned to me.  "Do you like being a
woman Bobby?" he asked softly, his eyes roaming over me.

  "Yes," I replied, "it's what I've dreamed of for years.  This is what
I've always wanted to be, a beautiful woman.  Now I am one, and I'm so
excited about it.  Could you pour me a glass of wine?"  My hand brushed
across his leg as our eyes met.  I sensed a spark of sexual energy between
us just then.

  John got up and went into the kitchen, returning with a glass and the
wine bottle.  He poured one for me, then refreshed his own, before turning
toward me.  "Bobby," he said, "I want you to feel like a woman tonight,
like the woman you're meant to be.  I want you to express yourself fully to
me as a woman.  Do you know what I mean?"

  A shiver of excitement tingled through me, hoping that he and I wanted
the same thing.  I wanted to satisfy a man, this man, right now.  "John," I
said softly, swallowing hard to muster the nerve, not sure what to say, "I
want to be your woman tonight."  My hand returned to the inside of his leg,
as I gently massaged his thigh.

  John leaned back and took a long drink of wine, as his eyes roamed over
my face.  "Bobby," he said, "I was hoping you'd feel that way.  Let's enjoy
some wine, relax for awhile, and get to know each other a bit.  I just
really like seeing you as a woman.  You're truly beautiful and it's hard to
take my eyes off of you."

  I smiled at him, grateful for all he's done for me.  I slowly drank my
wine, then asked for some more, as I relaxed and enjoyed myself as a woman.
Finally, I put my arm around his neck and kissed him gently on the check.
He responded by kissing me passionately on the lips, then leaned back again
and had some more wine.  Wow, I thought, I was just kissed by a handsome
man.  I didn't think that would ever happen to me.  He set his wine down
and turned toward me, his arm around my shoulder.

  "Bobby, untie my robe baby," he said as his breathing became shallow,
"and slip your hand inside." The moment of truth for me had arrived at
last, and as much as I wanted to I wasn't sure I could go through with it.
My hands trembled as I nervously undid the cord and slid my hand under his
robe, gently stroking his leg.  I really liked my hand on his bare skin.
Finally, I gave him a kiss and took a deep breath.  I knew now that I
really wanted to do this.  Slowly I reached over and pulled his robe open.
Much to my delight he was completely naked under his robe.  His beautiful
hard cock, nicely cut but not too big, beckoned to me.  I couldn't resist,
as my hand found its way to it, gripping his erection gently.  "Please,
Bobby," he said breathlessly, "kiss it baby.  Kiss it just once for me."

  "I'm afraid John," I said, swallowing hard again.  "I want to, I really
do, but I'm afraid."  I continued to stroke his erection, which was slowly
growing.  I really liked the feel of it in my hand, especially the way it
responded as I stroked it.

  John gently placed his hand on the back of my neck, pushing my face down
toward his gorgeous erection.  "There's nothing to be afraid of.  Just kiss
it for me baby," he moaned, "please, I want to feel your lips on my cock,
the lips of a beautiful young woman.  I want it in your mouth tonight
Bobby."  I really wanted to suck his cock, just as I had dreamed of doing,
but I hesitated for just a bit, apprehensive about having it in my mouth.
But, my resistance was rapidly crumbling and I knew I just had to try it.
Slowly I slid down on my knees between his legs.  I was nervous, not
knowing what would happen.  Finally, I summoned the courage and gently
kissed his wonderful cock as he moaned with pleasure.  I was surprised at
how smooth and soft it was, and the taste was nice, really nice.  I kissed
it again and again, my tongue tracing a pattern around his hardening shaft
as he exhaled in sheer delight.  I could tell he was getting really hot.
This was happening so fast my head was spinning, but I was really starting
to like the idea of kissing his cock.

  "Oh Bobby, take it in your mouth baby, please," he moaned softly, his
hand holding my head close to his cock.  I felt hot and light headed with
desire, my lips on his cock, my tongue sliding down his shaft.  I really
wanted to please him, so I slowly took it into my mouth.  It was wonderful,
as I slid my mouth slowly up and down his shaft.  I never imagined that
having his cock in my mouth would be so pleasant and satisfying.  I really
loved the feel, the taste, of his hard erection deep in my throat.

   His breathing was becoming more rapid now, his hips thrusting his cock
into my throat, his hand pressing harder on my neck.  "Oh Bobby, oh baby,
take it deep in your throat.  Baby, please, deeper.  I want to come in your
mouth baby," he moaned softly.  I responded by taking his wonderful cock as
deep into me as I could, sucking slowly in and out, my tongue sliding
around it, anxious for his sperm to be inside me.  The moment seemed to
last forever, and I loved it.  I knew then that this is what I was meant to
do, to suck my lover's cock and take his sperm in my mouth.

  Suddenly, crying out with pleasure, he thrust his hips into my face, held
my neck tightly, and climaxed in waves, spurt after spurt, deep in my
throat.  I struggled to keep from gagging, and finally swallowed his sweet,
delicious sperm, licking it off his erection.  It was wonderful, better
than I ever imagined it could be.  God, I loved the taste of him in my
mouth.  Why was I so afraid?  Well, now that I knew how much I liked it, I
hoped he'd want me to suck his cock every night.  Slowly, reluctantly, I
withdrew my mouth from his soft member.

  "John, that was great," I said, as I slowly got up, straightened my
dress, and sat on the couch, "I loved that sweetheart.  I hope you'll let
me do that again."  I smiled at him, and sipped my wine, as he looked into
my eyes.  I leaned over and kissed him passionately several times.

  " Bobby, you did really great," he said between kisses.  "If you're going
to really explore your feminine side you'll need more than one dress.
Tomorrow's Saturday, so let's go to the mall again.  I want you to wear
your dress and high heels.  I think it'll be good for you to be seen in
public.  Okay?"

  "I'd love to John, that's something I've always wanted to do," I replied
after kissing him again.  "I just hope I can do my hair and makeup on my
own."

  "Oh, you'll do fine.  By the way," he said as he reached behind the
couch, "these are for you."  He handed me three large shopping bags from
the department store.  Inside were complete sets of lingerie and high heels
in brown, red and ivory.  I was absolutely delighted, and I let him know by
kissing him passionately.  "My secretary picked them out for you. I figure
you'll need at least this much," he said as he smiled and kissed me, "and
we can get you more anytime you want."

  The next day I took all the time I needed to get ready, and finally we
went to the mall.  I had the time of my life and passed easily, holding
John's arm like two lovers as we shopped.  Our first stop was to a small
shop specializing in earrings, where I got my ears pierced and gold studs
installed.  I selected a dozen pairs of dangling earrings, but I'd have to
wait a couple of weeks before I could wear them.  I also picked out several
necklaces.  In the department store, at John's urging, I picked out ten
lovely dresses in different colors, more than a dozen skirts and matching
blouses, lingerie in pink and white, new perfume and lipstick, and several
pairs of stockings in different shades.  This was really fun!

  John made us a light dinner while I put away all my new clothes.  After
dinner I showered and prepared to dress for the evening.  I put on my new
red lingerie with nude stockings, and my new 4" red patent high heels.  Oh
boy, did they look sexy!  After doing my makeup and styling my hair, I
selected a knit dress in red and black.  I was ready to put it on when John
opened the door slightly.  "This is a little gift my secretary just dropped
off for you Bobby," he said, handing me a box.  Inside were two silicon
breast forms with exquisite nipples.  "Just what you needed, baby," he said
as he left the room.

  I couldn't believe all my good luck.  The breast forms fit perfectly in
my bra, and really gave me a nice figure.  After putting on my dress and
jewelry I made my way downstairs to the den.  John handed me a glass of
wine, and we toasted to our new relationship.  We kissed over and over as
we talked, laughed, and flirted for more than an hour.

  "Tonight Bobby," he said finally as he looked at me, "I'm going to make
sweet love to you, to complete your transformation.  Then you'll be a woman
and you'll never look back."

  "Oh John," I said, "I was hoping you wanted to do that.  I'm virgin, so
please be gentle with me, but I want to feel you deep inside me.  Let's do
it right now, right here on the floor, baby."  John stood up and pulled me
to my feet, unzipping my dress which fell to the floor.  He untied his robe
and let it fall as well, standing nude in front of me.  He knelt down and
slipped my panties off, then pulled me to the floor.  I still had my
lingerie and heels on, tingling with excitement and desire, as he lowered
himself down on top of me.  I wrapped my stocking covered legs around his
back as he fumbled with a tube of lubricant, applying a generous amount to
my pussy, after which he slid two fingers in and out several times to
loosen me up a little.  God, that felt so good, and I could only imagine
what his cock would feel like inside me.  I was so excited I could hardly
stand to wait.  Finally, he applied some to his erection.

  "Raise your hips up baby," he said, "and try to relax.  This will hurt a
little at first, but if you relax it'll feel really good."  With that I
felt him thrust his cock slowly into my pussy, pausing a short way in to
allow me to relax.  "You're going to love this baby," he said softly.
"Once you learn how to do it you'll be begging for it all the time."

  "Oh John, that hurts baby," I cried, my arms wrapped tightly around his
neck as I kissed his ear.  "Go slow.  Not too deep yet.  Oh, baby that
hurts.  Stop please, oh, oh, that hurts, John baby, oh yes, don't stop, oh
god that feels so good.  Oh, yeah, that's better.  Oh, baby, oh, god that
feels so good, please fuck me baby.  Push into me John, push baby, yes,
fuck me harder!  Yes!"  My legs were wrapped around his back, pulling him
into me.  John began thrusting deeper into me, as I was finally able to
relax.  Slowly the pain subsided.  The further into me he went the better
it felt, until finally he could push in and out with no pain at all, just
pure pleasure.  I loved getting fucked as a woman more than I ever
imagined.

  "Bobby," he moaned breathlessly, "I want to make love to you every night.
You feel so good baby."  His thrusts became more rapid while my hips moved
in and out in time with him, making love, sweet love to this man, like the
woman I am.  Waves of multiple orgasms washed over me.  I was in heaven.
Finally, he pushed deep into me, cried out in passion, and climaxed, his
warm seed flowing into me like a waterfall.  God, I loved it so much.  John
was right, I'll never look back now.

  We lay there in a passionate embrace for a long time, his slowly
shrinking member still inside me.  It felt so good I wanted it to stay.
"John," I whispered, "that was wonderful baby, just wonderful.  I hope we
can do this every night.  I can't get enough of you."

  Slowly he rolled off and sat up, reaching for his robe.  "Well, Bobby,"
he whispered softly, "you've become a woman, my woman, so I'll be on top of
you most every night from now on."  He smiled, and reached for his wine
glass, while I just curled up on the floor in my slip, stockings and heels,
happier than I'd ever been before.

  "I wonder what my stepmother would think if she knew what's happened
here?" I said, looking at John as I giggled a bit.

  "Oh, she knows what's going on Bobby," he replied, chuckling a little
himself.  "The only reason she was mad was because you were wearing her
underwear instead of your own.  She sent you here so you could become a
woman.  She correctly figured out that you were a lot more than just a
cross dresser, you're genuinely transgendered.  What we've done, what
you've done, is exactly what you were supposed to do, and exactly what she
wanted for you.  Like I told you, we had a long talk the day after you came
here, and we also talked at length before you got here, and she told me she
wanted you to become a woman.  My assignment was to turn you into that
beautiful young woman, and I've done that for the most part."

  I was stunned at this latest revelation.  He took a long drink of wine
and just looked at me, smiling, then reached for my glass and handed it to
me.  "I will say though," he added, "that it's certainly been my pleasure.
You've turned into a gorgeous and sexy young woman, and I've really fallen
for you Bobby."  He smiled, leaned over and kissed me gently, his lips
lingering on mine.

  "Now you've been fucked like a woman, and you responded like a woman," he
continued, as I sipped my wine.  "Even though you were a virgin you
performed really well, and you've got me wanting to come back for more.
You have one more week of school, then you graduate.  After that we're
throwing all your male clothes out."

   "I want you to live with me full time as a woman," he said, "day and
night, with your body smooth and your hair styled.  I want to see you in
skirts or dresses and high heels all the time, completely feminine.  You'll
sleep in my bed and I want to feel your satin lingerie and smell your
perfume when I wake up in the morning and when I go to sleep at night.
You're going to suck my cock every morning and I'm going to fuck you every
night sweetheart."  I just sat there listening, a broad smile on my face.
I was deliriously happy.  "I want you to start taking female hormones next
week," he continued, "and in a few months you won't need those breast
forms.  I think you'll really like the effect hormones will have on your
body."

   He paused briefly and smiled as he took another drink.  "The hormones
will change your figure for the better over the summer," he continued, "so
if you need new clothes we'll get them, as many as you want.  Money is no
object.  I'll get you a driver's license with your female picture, and a
credit card in your name so you can go shopping on your own.  In fact, I
would really encourage you to learn how to act on your own in public.  The
more feminine you become the better I'll like it.  That reminds me, there's
a BMW in the garage that you're free to use.  In short, baby, once school
is done you'll be a woman, my woman, full time, living with me as my wife.
Does that sound good?"

  I just looked at him, studying his face as he spoke, as I tried to
process everything he said.  My mind was racing, this was happening so
fast, and I felt like I was in a fog.  Finally, I said "It's like a dream
come true John.  It's what I've always wanted, and I'd love to suck your
cock every morning, having the taste of you in my mouth.  Could I start
tomorrow morning?"  I sat up next to him and smiled, put my arms around him
and kissed him passionately.

Maybe he had fallen for me, at least I hope so, but I can tell you, I have
really fallen for him.



Paula            paulabthomas@yahoo.com.au