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On Sunday morning I woke up early. Stan was still sleeping soundly in the bed next to me. I knew I had a lot I had to do today, so I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. After a proper cleansing and a hot shower I went back into the bedroom to get dressed. Stan was still sound a sleep on the bed so I quietly got dress and did my makeup before leaving the bedroom. I want to kiss Stan before leaving but I was afraid I would wake him. In the kitchen I started a pot of coffee then I went out to my car. I transferred all my belongings from my car to Stan's car. After finding the dress I wanted to wear for the drive to the city I moved my car into Stan's garage. It was already quite hot and muggy out and by the time I was done out side I was in need of another shower. I also knew I had work to do in the house. When I walked back into the kitchen to have a cup of coffee I found Stan was already awake and he had started breakfast. I went over to Stan and kissed him deeply before taking the cup he offered me. We talked about what I had done and what I still needed to do. Like washing the clothes I had worn over the weekend and the bed linen. After breakfast I started a load of clothes and cleaned up the bedroom and remade the bed. I vacuumed the carpets in the bedroom and the upstairs hall. Then after spending a half hour on Stan's lap play kissy- face I cleaned the kitchen the dinning room and the living room. I then spent another twenty minutes on Stan's lap before sinking to my knees so I could suck his cock. Once Stan erupted in my mouth and I had swallowed all his cum I went and folded my clothes and put them in a suitcase. I started the dish washer and cleaned the kitchen. I emptied the fridge of all the perishable food stuff before finally taking another shower. This time when I dressed I wore a pale yellow sundress with yellow two inch pumps. Underneath I wore a yellow panty and bra set and a matching garter belt. Seeing the skirt on the dress was quite loose I didn't have to worry about a bulge to give me away. I wore the watch that Stan gave me and the heart shaped locket he gave me. I also wore a bracelet I had bought in Florida. I took my last bag of clothes down to the main hall before going to find Stan. I found him in the TV room watching a baseball game on TV. I sat on his lap and gave him a brief kiss on the cheek before cuddling up to him. Stan laughed and asked, "Are you telling me it's time to leave?" I giggled and said, "When we leave is up to you, I'm not telling you when to leave but I am ready when you are." Stan laughed again and said, "I guess I should get ready. You're sure there isn't something you have to clean before we leave." I knew he was making fun of me but I didn't let it bother me. I just kissed him and got off his lap so he could get up. Twenty minutes later Stan was showered and dressed and we were ready to leave. The thought of leaving town never entered my head. The entire day I had gotten ready for it but it didn't occur to me that I would be leaving the only life I had known. The town I lived in was the only place I really knew. I lived here my entire life and except for a few very short trips I never left it. As we drove through town on our way to the highway I realized I would miss it deeply and I could feel tears stinging my eyes. Stan must have saw the tears as the next instant he was handing me a handkerchief. After I dabbed away the tears he took my hand and said everything would be all right. I knew it would be but I was still sad about leaving. Once we reached the highway Stan asked me to move closer to him. I unbuckled my seat belt and slid next to him where I buckled the lap belt. Stan slid his arm around my shoulders as he continued to drive with one hand. My head rested on his shoulder and in a few minutes I fell into a deep sleep. I slept most of the way to the city. In fact I awoke as Stan pulled the car into a restaurant parking lot just before we would have crossed the Washington Bridge on our way into the city. "I thought we would stop for dinner before going into the city," Stan told me as he pulled the car into a parking space. "I don't have much at the apartment to cook with." After seeing his weekend house I knew he was telling the truth. Before I could get out of the car I checked my makeup in the mirror. This gave Stan the time to come around my side of the car and open the door for me. I had to admire Stan's manners as he always held the door for me when ever I gave him a chance. He also seemed slightly annoyed when I didn't give him the chance to be a gentleman. The restaurant Stan chose wasn't in the least bit fancy. It was a country store looking place with a large gift shop in front and a restaurant in the back. The gift shop sold all matter of things that looked countryish as well as music tapes and bric-a-brac. The restaurant was rather noisy with children making most of the noise. But all in all it was a nice place with good food that reminded me of the restaurant my mother had owned. By this time I had grown quite use to being in public as a girl but even so I was worried that someone would realize I wasn't a real girl and bring it to everyone's attention. Fortunately that hadn't happen and as I looked around the restaurant only a few patrons gave me the slightest look. After dinner we got back on the road once more. We cross the bridge into the city where Stan negotiated the city streets till finally coming to a stop in front of an apartment building across from Central Park. Seeing the street was filled with parked cars Stan had to double-park. As he turned off the car and turned on his flashers he said, "Stay with the car while I get a cart to load up your things. I park in a parking garage around the corner and shouldn't leave the car unattended. Stan wasn't gone long, When he came back he was pulling a flat cart while talking to another man. "Sara honey this Joseph our door man. Joseph this is my girlfriend Sara. She'll be living with me for the summer while she goes to school," Stan said as an introduction. Joseph was wearing a uniform that remained me of the men I saw outside hotels. He had on a brimmed hat that remained me of an army officer. After tipping the hat he said, "Miss if there is anything you need just ask." After I thanked him for his offer he and Stan started unloading my belonging from the car and onto the cart. Once the car was empty Stan told me to wait inside while he went and parked the car. I followed Joseph into the lobby of the apartment building as he pushed the fully loaded cart. Once inside the lobby of the apartment building Joseph went over to a desk and looked over a bank of video screens. After checking those for a few minutes he asked, "What school are you going to this summer?" After tell him NYU he whistled and said, "Good school. I take it this is your freshman year?" "Yes," I said a little wary. "I graduated from high school a few weeks ago." "You look a little young to be going to college. Then again all you college girls look young to me. I hope you don't mind but I need to take your picture. It's for the other doormen that work here. This way they'll know what you look like and they won't stop you unnecessarily." "Well if you think it's necessary I guess I'll have to," I told him even though I wasn't sure. Joseph picked up a digital camera and took a picture of me then in a few seconds the picture showed up on one of the video screens. Under the picture were the name Sara and a number. I realized later that the number coincided with Stan's apartment number. About ten minutes later Stan came though the door. I was actually relieved when I saw him. I couldn't help noticing that Joseph never took his eyes off me the entire time I waited. Stan handed Joseph a twenty dollar bill and thanked him for his help. He then said, "I'll bring the cart back once we get it unloaded." "Just put it in the hall and I'll pick it up on my rounds." Joseph told Stan before he whispered something that I couldn't hear. Stan smiled back at me and said to Joseph. "You're not telling me anything I don't know." They then shook hands before we pushed the cart onto the elevator. Once the elevator started to rise Stan chuckled and said, "I see you have another admirer. Joseph said you're very beautiful and he said I was a lucky dog." I figured he was staring at me because he found me attractive. I had thought he knew there was something wrong and I was worried he would realize I was really a boy. I was quite relieved he didn't know. After the elevator had stopped and Stan had pushed the cart down the hall a short ways he opened the door to his apartment and guided me inside. I was actually surprised by what I saw. I really expected to see the same furniture Stan had at his house, but it was quite the opposite. Instead of the dark leather sofa he had a flowery sofa that lighten up the place. The wood coffee table and end tables were a light oak and the carpet was a light tan color. The entire apartment had a feminine touch to it that surprised me. In a way of an apology Stan said, "My secretary had a hand in decorating while I was away on a business trip." "Oh don't apologize, it's beautiful. She obviously had good taste," I told him as I looked around. I saw the apartment had what I would call a small kitchen compared to what I was use to. It also had two large bedrooms as well as a study that had a computer as well as a TV and a stereo system. There was another room that had a large screen TV like the one Stan had at his house. This room also had a large leather sofa and several armchairs. The master bedroom was the largest room in the apartment. It held a king-size bed, two dressers a makeup table and a chest of draws. It also had two walk-in closets and a private bath. "Where should I put my things?" I asked. "You could put them in the spare bedroom if you want some privacy but I would really like it if you moved your things in here with mine." I couldn't help myself as I hugged myself to him. After a long tight hug and an even longer deep kiss I pulled away from Stan to start unpacking. The first thing I noticed was all the draws in the dressers was empty. There weren't any woman's clothes for me to move like he had at the country house. I wasn't sure if he had moved them or he never had them here at all. I didn't bother asking. The first box I open had the high heels that I would wear with my maid's uniform. I knew I had to get use to them in a hurry as the next meeting was the following Saturday. Since I knew I would be doing a lot of bending and walking I figured this was a good a time to wear them. Once I had the shoes on I started emptying boxes. Mean while Stan excused himself to go work on something in his study. Before he left I noticed his cock had swelled in his pants once I had put on the heels. I realized that Stan like seeing me in the high heels even though they didn't go with the dress I was wearing. It took me about an hour and a half before I had all the boxes and suitcases empty. By that time my feet and calf muscles were killing me. I knew I would have to wear the heels a lot more before Saturday if I had any hope of going the entire night with them. I had just finished putting everything away when I felt Stan step up behind me. As he wrapped his arms around me I felt his erection pushing into my back. With out even thinking abut it I leaned back trapping his cock between us. As Stan nibbled at my neck he asked, "Are you all moved in now?" "I just need to find a place for my computer," I told him. "We can put it in the spare bedroom. There's a broad band connection in there. But for know let's forget about the computer. You look so sexy in those heels I have to have you." "I really should shower. I know I'm sweaty and I'm sure I'm not that clean back there," I told him but I really didn't want to move right then. I wanted him too. Obviously Stan didn't care about my cleanliness either as I felt the zipper of the dress I was wearing start a downward slide. With in seconds the pale yellow dress I was wearing was bunched up around my feet even though Stan's lips never left my neck. After my bra joined my dress on the floor I turned in Stan's arms. I wrapping my arms round his neck as our lips met. We kissed for several minutes before my finger started to unbutton his shirt. It too joined my clothes on the floor. His pants followed soon after. Once Stan was down to his boxers and I was wearing my panties stockings and garter belt he picked me up and moved me to the bed. With in seconds I was on my back with my legs up in the air as Stan removed my panties while he kissed the high heels I was wearing. Where the bottle of lube came from I'm still not sure but once my panties were gone my hand was working the lube on to Stan well endowed cock. Obviously he was quite excited, as I was sure he couldn't get any harder. The head of his cock looked like it was about to explode. There was no fore play this time unless you count Stan's licking and kissing of my heels. Once he cock was well lube he entered me. His entrance was slow and easy but he soon started fucking me with abandon. Stan pounded his cock in and out of me with what seemed like lighting fast strokes. Even in his frenzy he kept my high heeled feet with in close proximity to his face. His tongue would dart out and lick at the heels of my shoes and his mouth would even encircle the heels and suck on them like it was a tiny cock. It was actually quite a turn on to see him so enthralled with my heels. When I saw that Stan was close to orgasm I took matters into my own hands and started to stroke my little sissy clit. With the hammering of my bottom and the way Stan's cock was jabbing at my prostate I didn't last long but nether did Stan. Sooner than I had expected I felt Stan's cock swell just before I felt warmth flood my insides. Less than a heart beat later I felt my own orgasm come over me as warm gobs of thick sissy cream painted my tummy. I barely got my feet to my sides when Stan fell on top of me. I was almost crushed under his weight but I really didn't care. For some reason I felt protected with him over me. It wasn't long before his rampant cock had deflated to a flaccid state. Even though I tried to squeeze my anus to keep him inside he slipped from my grasp. What felt like a quart of cum followed his cock's exit. Stan lay for several minutes above me before He raised himself on his elbows and looked down at me. With what looked like embarrassment on his face he said, "Are you okay, I didn't treat you too harshly did I?" I almost laughed before I said, "I'm fine. But I guess I'll have to go shoe shopping. You obviously have a fetish for them." I saw a blush come to Stan's face as he said, "I guess I do. You looked so sexy in them as you pranced around." I didn't care if Stan liked seeing me in sexy high heels I knew I was going to wear them as often as I could. I made up my mind that the next day I was going to find a store that sold sexy heels like I was wearing. Stan and I took a shower and remade the bed. We lie down together and watch some TV before kissing good night. I slept very well that night in the arms of my lover. I had set my alarm for six AM seeing I had to be at school by seven forty-five. Unfortunately my eyes open at five am and I couldn't go back to sleep. After trying to go back to sleep for a half hour I decided to get out of bed. I knew why I couldn't sleep any longer. It was because I was nervous about going to school again. I always hated going to school on the first few days. There was always someone who made fun of me because of my smaller stature. It was usually a new freshman who was picked on by one of the older boys and I was an easy outlet for their frustrations. Fortunately one of the boys my own age that worked for my mother always seemed to stick up for me. I was sure my first day in college was to be no different than any other. The only difference was this time I would be going dressed as a girl. After getting out of bed I made my way to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. I instantly saw that besides coffee and a few bottles of beer and a few bottles of wine there was very little in the kitchen. This didn't surprise me as I had seen Stan's kitchen at his country house and those cupboards had the same barren look to them. I knew I would have to find a super market near by. After starting the coffee I went back to the bedroom and onto the bathroom to take my shower. Before I climbed into the shower I figured it was time to do a little hair removal. It had been almost a week since my last depilation and I was starting to feel a slight growth of hair. I applied the hair remover to my legs and genitals before taking my razor and scraping the hair away from my under arms. Fortunately my facial hair wasn't much of a problem. I never had much to start with so keeping my face smooth was very easy. I just used the hair remover for a few minutes to remove any trace of a beard. While I let the hair remover work it's magic I cleaned my bottom and brushed my teeth before stepping into the shower. I had just washed off the hair remover when I felt Stan slide into the shower behind me. I turned around and slide my arms around his waist before saying, "I'm sorry I woke I was trying to be really quiet." Stan hugged me to him and said, "You didn't wake me. I normally get up at this time." We started kissing as we each ran soap covered wash clothes over each other's body. Stan's cock sprang to life in my hand as I moved the soapy wash cloth up and down his thick member. My own little clit became erect the second Stan stepped into the shower. We continued to kiss as our hands stroked each other till I felt Stan's cock leap in my hand. A half second later I watched as his cock jettisoned another thick load of man cream. A few seconds later Stan had me squirting my sissy cream on to his leg before it was washed down the drain. Stan hugged me tight and said, "I love you so much." I wasn't sure if he really meant it or was it the after glow of his early morning orgasm but I really didn't care. It felt good to hear him say it. "I love you too honey," I told him just before I pulled his head down for another kiss. After we exited the shower and we dried ourselves off. Stan stood at the sink to shave and I went into the bedroom to start dressing. After putting on my bra, stockings, garter belt and my panties I sat at the make up table and started on my makeup. I kept my make up light with only a hint of color like my mother had taught me. The outfit I had planned on wearing was quite conservative. The skirt was light brown and only a little shorter than knee length. My blouse was a plain white button down with short sleeves. I thought about wearing flats but settled for an oxford style slip-ons with a two inch heel. I was just about ready to get dressed when Stan came into the bedroom with two cups of coffee. After he sat one of the cups on the makeup table he sat on the bed and sipped on the other cup. After I took a drink of the hot brew Stan asked, "Would it be alright if I set up an appointment for you to have your picture taken?" "Sure but why would you want too?" I asked. Stan smiled and said, "I need one to put on my desk at work. I would also like one I could take on trips." I was surprised at how thrilled I was to know he wanted my picture around him. I couldn't explain why this thrilled me except to say it did. With out a second thought I said, "Just tell me where and when." Stan came over to me pulled me into his arms and said, "Let's see what your school schedule looks like before I make any commitment." "Okay but I want one of you so I stare at while you away," I told him as I wrapped my arms around his waist. Stan gave my bottom a slight pinch before saying, "I guess I'll have to make an appointment for both of us." We hugged each for a minute or two before Stan said, "We really should get dressed. I don't have a thing to eat so let me take you out for breakfast." "I'm so nervous I don't think I could eat a thing, but I'll go out with you before I go off to school," I told him before saying, "Speaking of food, where is the nearest supermarket, so I can get us some food." Stan laughed and said, "We don't have supermarkets like they have where you come from. There is a really good deli two blocks east of here and there is a few small grocery stores close by." He picked up his wallet and pulled out two one hundred dollar bills and said, "Get a few things to last the week and we'll stop at a supermarket on the way back next Sunday." As he tried handing me the money I said, "I can pay for groceries." Stan took my hand put the money in it and said, "I pay the house whole expenses. What you do with your money is up to you, but I pay the bills." The tone Stan used let me know he was serious and I shouldn't argue with him. I took the money with out another word. It took me another ten minutes to get dressed and another ten minutes of primping before I was finally ready. In a backpack I but several note books a few pens and pencils, a few highlighters my wallet and a small makeup bag. When I was finally ready to leave Stan handed me a cell phone and a key before saying, "The keys for the apartment, I'm sure you'll get home before I do. I want you to keep the cell phone on you at all times, you'll never know when you'll need it. My number is already programmed into it. Don't be afraid to call." Stan then took my hand and we walked out of the apartment. Once we were in the lobby Stan made a point to stop at the door man to introduce me. "I already saw her picture Mister Franklin. Don't worry we'll take care of her." Stan thanked him and as he held the door open for us we walked out on to the street. We only walked a few blocks before we stepped into a small luncheonette. Stan went straight to one of the open tables and after holding my chair for me he sat down across the table from me. Almost instantly a middle age waitress appeared at the table with two cups of black coffee. While holding her pad as if she was ready to write she said, "Morning Stan how was your weekend?" "Good Sam and how was yours." "The usual. Stayed home and did laundry," she told him as she eyed me as if I was an intruder. "Sam this is Sara my girlfriend. Sara this is Sam," Stan said as an introduction. Sam took my offered hand and only gave it a slight shake before saying, "So this is the girl you've been mooning over for the last few months. Well I can't say she isn't worth it though I think your robbing the cradle." I don't know which of us blushed deeper, Stan or I. When Sam saw us both blush she asked, "Will it be the usual Stan?" "Do I ever order anything else?" Stan asked. "No but I have to asked," she told him with a slap to his arm. To me she asked, "Would you like to see a menu?" "I'm not really hungry this morning could I have an English muffin and the coffee?" I asked timidly. "Any thing you little heart desires sweetie, as long as you take care of this wonderful man," she told me just before she left the table. "Some one has the hots for you," I told Stan once the waitress was out of ear shot. "I know and she hasn't tried to hide it." "Speaking of girls with the hots for you," I said, "I kind of told Amy she could come over if she ever felt lonely. I hope that was all right?" "That's fine. I could imagine she could get quite lonely here. Tell her, she can come over anytime," Stan told me. "I think she was hoping for more than company from us, if you know what I mean?" Stan smiled and asked, "How do you feel about that?" "I think it would be fun as long as I get to join in," I told him as I squeezed his hand. Stan took my hand and brought it to his lips, he kissed it before saying, "That my love goes with out saying." Our meal didn't last long, as we both had to get on with our day. Once we had eaten breakfast and were out on the street Stan hailed a cab and told the driver where to take me before handing him a twenty dollar bill. He kissed me before I got in the cab and told me he would be home between six thirty and seven. The cab ride didn't take near as long as I had thought and when we pulled in front of the building I saw the meter on the cab only read seven dollars and twenty cents. That meant the driver got one hell of a tip. It took me about ten minutes to find the office that I was to be at. Fortunately I still arrived ten minutes early. After knocking on the office door and hearing no reply I tried the handle. I saw the office was still locked which told me I was the first one there. A few minutes later Amy came running down the hall way. She was out of breath and the tee shirt she was wearing was soaked with sweat. When she saw me standing against the wall she smiled brightly and asked, "Does this mean I made it on time?" "I guess so seeing I'm the only one here. Did you run all the way?" I asked. "I went to the wrong building and had to run from there. God you got really dressed up for this didn't you?" Amy asked as she finally looked at what I was wearing. "I didn't know what to wear so I figure this was a safe bet," I told her. Amy was wearing a pair of tight khaki shorts a cut off tee shirt and a pair of thong style sandals definitely underdressed compared to what I was wearing. Then again I could never have worn those shorts without showing a bulge where I shouldn't have one. "Uncle Bill told me kids don't dress up in college like they did in high school," Amy told me in an explanation for her attire. "How does you Uncle Bill know that?" I asked. "Uncle Bill is a professor here. He's the professor we're supposed to see. You didn't know that?" she asked slightly confused. "I never met him," I told her. "He's a member of the club. Oh that's right. He wasn't at the last meeting, so you never met him," she told me. Before we could continue a man came down the hall with his arms full of books. As soon as Amy saw him she ran to him and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. I could only presume this was her Uncle Bill. He wasn't bad looking in an intellectual sort of way. He was close to my mother's age, which would put him close to forty years old. He had salt and pepper hair, from what I could see he still had all of it. He wasn't well built like Stan was but he was slim and tall like Stan. All in all he was an attractive man. Amy latched on to her Uncles arm and walked with him down the hall toward me. As soon as they came close to me Amy said, "Uncle Bill this is Sara Daniels. Sara this is my Uncle, Professor William Sinclair." As the professor tried to shake my hand the books he was carrying started to tumble out of his hand. I quickly snatched up three of the books which was just enough for the professor to get the others under control. He smiled gratefully as he reached out and shook my hand. "Sorry I didn't make to your initiation. I was told it was a wonderful party." He told me. I could feel myself blush deeply at his words. "Well come on in and we'll get started." After Bill unlocked the door Amy and I followed him into the office. We sat on chairs opposite him as he started to explain what we were doing. "It's my job as your sponsors to orientate you in our school. Today I'll be showing you around and hopefully letting you know every thing you'll need for school. First off you are both in the same classes. I hope that's okay with both of you. Secondly every one else in your classes are student's that were here last year and couldn't get into the class you two are in. So basically everyone else is an upper class man to you." Bill went on for another hour telling us all we needed to know. We then went for a tour of the university before stopping at the office for our student ID cards. The tour ended around noon where he told us our classes started the following day. From eight thirty till ten we had English 101 and from eleven till one we had introduction to psychology. They didn't sound like a lot of fun but we had to start somewhere. Seeing we only had class on Tuesday Wednesday and Thursday it didn't seem that bad. After Bill let us go we decided to walk back to our apartments. Amy and I compared addresses and found we lived only a few blocks from each other. So getting together wouldn't be too much of a problem. As we walked back toward the park and our respective apartments we stopped and looked into every shop window we came across. It always amazed me that you could find things in New York City that you couldn't find anywhere else. There were stores for everything. It wasn't until we came to one of the fetish leather shops when I was convinced that I had seen it all. At first I wasn't even going to look in the window of the shop until I saw the high heels they had on display. They were just what I was looking for. Four and a half inch stiletto heeled shoes with three ankle straps. They looked quite delicate and yet they looked so sexy. Just looking at them caused my heart to skip a beat as my sissy clit started to fill with blood. Amy saw where I was looking and said, "They look sexy as hell come on lets see if they have our size." I wouldn't have had the nerve to walk into the store if I had been alone but Amy didn't even give me time to think. She grabbed my hand and pulled me through the door. As soon as we walked into the store a tall lady came toward us. Her hair was mostly blond with streaks of red and blue mixed in. The top she wore was skin tight that reveled she was quite flat chested. She also wore skin tight leather pants that looked like they were painted on her. In her ears she wore no less than six earrings in each ear. There were also rings pierced through her eyebrows and nostrils. She wore thick black eye liner and black lipstick. Even though she looked slightly like a girl as she got close I could see by the bulge in her throat that she really was a boy. As he came close he said, "I'm sorry girls but you must be over eighteen to come in here." Amy laughed and said, "We are." To which the sales clerk asked to see ID. When I showed him my driver license he checked it over carefully looking to see if the picture had been tampered with. When he was satisfied with the ID he handed it back to me then checked over Amy's. He didn't look as closely at Amy's as he had done to mine. Once he had checked out both ID's he asked, "Is there something I can show you or are you just looking?" "The four and a half inch stilettos you have in the window do you have them in our size. We would also like to see any thing else you have in that style," Amy told him sharply. She was obviously annoyed with his attitude. "Our shoe collection is in the back if you would follow me I'll show you what we have." He said as he pranced, yes I mean pranced toward the back of the store. In the front of the store there was mostly outer wear like jackets pants and shirts made of leather. The further back we went the more the articles change to bondage clothing as well as sexual devises made from leather rubber and latex. The air in the store was heavy with the smell of leather rubber and latex. The back wall of the store was covered in sexy high heel shoes and boots as well as heavier boots that didn't have much of a heel at all. After asking our size the man retrieved the shoes we wanted and I quickly tried them on. Seeing Amy wasn't wearing any stockings the man gave her a pair of knee high stockings so she could try on the shoes. Once I had on the shoes I walked around for a few minutes to see how they felt. Even though they were quite high I liked how they felt on me and I also liked how they made my legs look. I quickly decide to buy them though I didn't tell the sales clerk. While I was checking the fit I spotted three more pairs of shoes that I liked. I asked for them in my size, which the clerk quickly got for me. These to I liked, as they were different from anything else I had and I knew just the dress I could wear with them. After I picked out the four pairs of shoes I decided that I had enough for the time being. Amy was satisfied with the one pair she had seen in the store window, though she looked longingly at a pair of patent leather boots with a five inch heel. She had said, at two hundred dollars they were just too expensive for right now. As we were paying for our purchases Amy spotted something on the wall behind the cash register. It was made of skin tone latex and it looked like a pair of panties. Amy asked what it was. The clerk scoffed and said, "You girls don't need anything like that. Just so you know it's called a gaff. It's for men that like dressing like woman. It pulls back their manhood so they don't bulge out in tight fitting dresses." I could see this intrigued Amy and I'd have to admit it intrigued me as well. When Amy asked to see it I could see the clerk thought it was a waist of time. But seeing we were spending over eight hundred dollar for shoes he wasn't about to refuse us any thing. After handing the gaff to Amy he told us how it worked. "The man puts his penis though this tube. That pulls it back between his legs. This way he doesn't have to take it off to pee. He does have to sit like a girl but most of them do that any way." "Does it really work, I mean does it stop them from showing?" she asked with excitement in her voice. The clerk smiled and said, "It's quite effective, as long as the man pushes his testicle back up inside him." "What sizes do they come in?" Amy asked. "I have small medium and large. I can get extra large but I don't sell any of them," he told her. "I'll take the smallest one you have please." I could see the guy thought she was crazy but a sale was a sale. He reached under the counter and pulled out a plastic covered package and dropped it into her bag. Once we paid for our purchase and were back on the street Amy pulled the gaff from her bag and dropped into mine before saying, "I bought that for you." I was pretty sure she had though I had thought she was going to tell him it was for me. "Thanks and thank you for not tell him it was for me," I told her. "I wouldn't have done that. That freak doesn't need to know who I bought it for," she told me. The word freak stopped me in my tracks. Did she think I was a freak too? "Why did you call him a freak," I asked. "He just looked like a freak with all that black eyeliner and all those pierceings. He just looked so weird," she told me. I felt a little better seeing she didn't mention that he looked so feminine so I said, "At first I thought he was a woman till he got closer." "So did I, at first," She told me as she took my arm in hers. "But even if he was I would have still thought he was a freak. I mean why you would want all those things in you ears. I could imagine what else he has pierced on his body." I realized it was the odd eye makeup and the pierceings she found so freaky. This made me feel better and soon it was like nothing happen at all. We continued to window shop as we walked back toward the apartment but we didn't stop in any more stores. I did make note of a few I would like to stop at again in the near future. After we walked for a while Amy asked, "Aren't you worried what you mother is going to say when she finds out you spent almost seven hundred dollar on shoes? I know my dad is going to have a kitten when he sees the credit card bill for the shoes I bought." "My mother won't see the bill I have my own account and my own money. My father set up several trust funds for me before he died. I know I shouldn't have spent all that money but once Stan sees me in them they'll be well worth the money I paid." "So Stan has a thing for girls in sexy high heels. Well I'm going to remember that," Amy told me with a sly smile. I think I knew what that smile meant When we got close to the apartment I started looking for stores I could buy groceries in. It became clear I would have to shop at several different ones to get what I needed. I had to stop at a butcher shop for the meats I wanted and at a green grocer for the fruits and vegetables. A real bakery for breads and deserts, a deli for cold cuts and cheeses. While we were at the butcher I asked Amy, "Would you like to have dinner with us tonight. It won't be anything fancy, just steaks salad and baked potatoes?" "That sounds a lot better than the frozen pizza I was planning to heat up. My mother loaded the fridge and freezer with things I could pop into the microwave or the oven. I've never learned to cook any thing that wasn't cooked and frozen first." As an after thought she asked, "Are you sure it'll be all right with Stan?" "Stan said you can come over any time you like" I told her. "He may wish he never said that. I know I was awfully lonely last night. I can't see how people live all by themselves?" she told me. "I guess they get use to it eventually." It was just past three when Amy and I walked into the apartment. Before I put away the groceries I mixed up a marinade and poured it over the steaks then set them in the fridge until I was ready to put them on the broiler. While I mixed up the marinade Amy asked me what I was doing and why I was doing it. She seemed generally interested in what I was doing. After the meat was in the fridge and while I was putting away the rest of the groceries she asked, "Are you dressing up to show off your new shoes for Stan tonight? I mean if you are I'd like to go back to my apartment and get something to wear so I don't look out of place." "To tell you the truth I really didn't think about it but now that you mentioned it I think that would be a good idea," I told her as I thought about the look on Stan's face when he saw both of us wearing sexy heels. "I'll run home and get a change of clothes. That's if it's alright if I shower here?" she asked with a bit of excitement in her voice. "That'll be fine and you should bring something to sleep in and clothes for school tomorrow," I told her which also told her she was welcome to spend the night. Amy came over to me and kissed me before saying she'd be right back. While she was gone I quickly cleaned up the bedroom. The clothes that Stan and I had been wearing on the ride back were still lying on the floor and the bed was still unmade. After I had the bedroom straighten I did the same to the bathroom. By the time I had the bedroom and the bathroom clean I got a call from the lobby. It was the doorman telling me I had a visitor. I knew it had to be Amy and the doorman confirmed my suspicion. A few seconds later she was walking though my doorway. She was carrying a black dress that looked like it would fit me better than it would fit Amy. That meant it would fit her perfectly as long as she didn't bend over. She was also carrying a duffel bag that contained everything else she would need. When she asked where she could put her stuff I said as I pointed toward the master bedroom. "You can leave it in the master bedroom or you could use the spare bedroom. I guess that would depend on where you'll be sleeping tonight." Since I didn't give her a definitive answer Amy took it upon herself to make a decision, she decided on the master bedroom. I continued preparing dinner while Amy watched. I broke up a head of lettuce and put into a bowl. I added onions sliced tomatoes button mushroom and goat cheese. After the salad was ready I put it into the fridge and mixed up a home made Italian dressing. I then washed the potatoes and asparagus to be cooked later. Once I had every thing prepared Amy asked, "Do you want to try on that gaff thing now." She seemed more excited about me wearing it then I was so I told her sure. A few seconds later we were in the bedroom. I had removed my skirt and panties and unhooked the garters from my stockings. The gaff itself looked like a pair of thong panties made of latex. As I slid them up my legs I could see they would be very tight and maybe a little too tight. Getting my penis into the sleeve prove to be difficult but not near as difficult as trying to get my testicles up inside me. Not only was it difficult to find the hole but it was painful. When the first finally popped in I became dizzy and almost threw up. The second testicle wasn't as bad as the first but it too made me dizzy. Once my testicles were out of the way I pulled the gaff up to keep everything where I had it. The gaff fit me like a second skin. The color didn't match my skin color, as it was too pale. As I looked at myself in the mirror I couldn't see any traces of my boyhood. Even my sissy clit was completely hidden from view. While I was looking at my reflection in the mirror Amy came over to me and slid her hand between my legs and said. Dam he was right, it does work. I mean you don't look at all like a boy anymore. Except that you don't have pussy lips you feel like a girl. Does it hurt having your balls inside you like that?" "They hurt going in but now they don't hurt at all. Do you really think I look better this way?" I asked. "I liked you the way you are naturally, but now you can wear tight shorts and jeans and no one would ever know you're not a real girl. This way no one will think you're weird because you always wear skirts. I mean most girls don't wear skirts every day." I thought that over for a few seconds and realized she was right. Girls for the most part wore pants more than they did skirts and dresses. But Stan didn't want me wearing anything that looked like boy cloths. I figured I could wear shorts and jeans to school but when I'm home or with Stan I'll only wear skirts and dresses. If he objected to me wearing them at all then I would stop. By this time it was nearly five so I put the potatoes in the oven to bake before saying, "Since I'm already undressed I think I'll take a shower and get dressed for dinner. I want to be all ready when I put the steaks in the broiler." "Sounds like a good idea I'll join you," Amy told me as she started pulling off her tee shirt. I wasn't too thrilled about her joining me in the bathroom. I mean I liked the idea of sharing a shower with her but I had to clean my bottom first and to have her watch me do that was a little embarrassing. I just couldn't tell her so. Once we were in the bathroom together I started filling my enema bag when Amy pulled out a disposable douche kit. Amy looked at what I was doing and asked, "Is that an enema you making?" When I told her it was she said, "April and Buffy use the disposable kind at the club." "What kind do you use?" I asked, as I was unable to think of anything else to say. "Julie and I don't do anal. It looks like it would be really painful," she told me, as her whole body seemed to blush. "I don't remember it ever being painful but it was uncomfortable at first. Stan was very gentle with me and he had me do things to stretch myself out for him. The first time he made love to me that way it wonderful. I can't imagine not doing it. "What kind of things did he make you do?" She asked as I inserted the enema nozzle in my rectum. At the same time she sat on the commode and inserted the nozzle of the douche into her pussy before giving it a gentle squeeze. "The first night he used a small dildo so he could show me how good it felt. Then he had me wear a butt plug till I could put it in without the slightest bit of pain. Then I switched to a larger one. The night we first had intercourse I never felt the slightest bit of pain. It was wonderful." After Amy got off the commode and I took her place she said, "You make it sound wonderful. May be I should have you teach me how to stretch myself out like you did. It sounds like I'm missing out on something," I told her I would be only too glad to help. Once I had cleansed my bottom twice Amy and I stepped into the shower. At first we started washing each other with soapy wash towels. This quickly led to me massaging her pussy with the cloth and her stroking my clit. It wasn't long before Amy started moaning and I could feel her body starting to tremble when she forgot all about my clit. At this point I worked my idle hand around to her bottom and started playing with the crack of her ass. I really expected her to stop me but she merely smiled and moaned a little sweeter. I next moved my finger between her cheeks and started fingering her anus. I didn't try to enter her, as I knew it was too soon and I didn't want to hurt her. After a minute or two of this she moaned out that she was going to cum and the next second I eased my finger into her tight anal opening. Amy cried out and she shook like she was having a seizure. Even though we were in the shower I could feel the slick fluid as it gushed out of her pussy. Amy continued to shake and moan as my finger from one hand finger fucked her ass and the finger of the other hand stroked her over sensitive clit. Amy came two or three times before she finally pulled my hand from her pussy and leaned against the wall of the shower for support. When she regained her breathing she said in a whisper. "Okay you proved anal sex can be enjoyable. Now you have to teach how to stretch myself out for the real thing." "We'll start tomorrow for now I really need to get dressed and get the rest of our dinner ready." Amy tried to go down on me but I stopped her and told her I would get plenty later that night. After we rinsed off and we were dried I went into the bedroom to get dressed. This time I put on my make up heavier than I had earlier. The new red heels I bought went perfectly with the red mini dress I had all ready owned. I wore a red satin with black lace corset and red panties. Shear black stockings completed my outfit. I moved my diamond posts to the back holes on my ears and in the front holes I put large hoop earring. This was the first pair of large earring I ever wore. After I was dressed I looked at myself in the mirror and was quite pleased with my appearance. From across the room I heard Amy say, "You are simply gorgeous." When I turned to thank her I saw that she to had finished getting dressed. The black mini dress she wore fit like she was poured into it. The skirt stopped well short of mid-thigh, and threaten to climb upward with each step she took. Her makeup was very dramatic like mine and she also wore large hoop earrings in her front holes. In her back holes she wore smaller hoops. She had curled her shoulder length blond hair giving it plenty of bounce. Amy strolled over to me as I said, "You look very sexy." Amy slid her arm around my shoulder and faced us so we were looking in the mirror when she said, "We're two hot honeys. Do you think we'll turn him on?" I giggled and said, "If we don't you check for a pulse and I'll call 911." Amy laughed at my joke. After a minute I went back to the kitchen to finish up dinner. After putting on a white frilly apron that my mother insisted I have I took the potatoes out of the oven and wrapped them in a towel to keep them warm. I then took the steaks out of the fridge, place them on a broiling pan and popped them into the oven. Next I put butter on a butter dish and the sour cream in a serving bowl to go on the table. I then open a bottle of wine to let it breathe before it was served. At this time Amy asked if she could help so I asked her to set the table. She took the plates and flatware and set the table. She found two long tapered candles and some candle holders and set then on the table. Once the table was set and the steaks were just about done I hear the door to the apartment open and I heard Stan say, "Honey I'm home." I thought it was funny but I didn't stop to laugh. I quickly took off my apron so I didn't ruin look of the dress when he first saw me and quickly ran to the door. I threw my arms around Stan neck and said, "Welcome home my love." Stan hugged me tight and kissed me deeply before saying, "God you really look good. Does this mean I'm taking you out to eat?" "No we wanted to show off our new heels and decided to dress up to do it," I told him as I hugged myself to him. "Who is we?" He asked with out taking his eyes off mine. I turned to look behind me and saw Amy standing in the door way to the kitchen. I waved her over as Stan said, "Dam two beautiful women in one room. I must have done something right." Amy strutted over and said, "Welcome home." She then reached up and kissed him on the cheek. I could see she was very tentative in her approach as if she wasn't sure of her standing. I slid my hand around her waist and pulled her closer. When she looked down at me our lips automatically came together and we kissed deeply. When our lips separated I told her to kiss Stan. Their lips came together and I could see Stan was a little tentative as well so I smiled to let him know I was okay with it. Soon his hand encircled her waist while his other hand stayed on mine. They kissed passionately for about a minute before their lips separated. Once they did I excused myself to check on dinner. As I was pulling out the steaks Amy pulled the salad and the dressing out of the fridge and brought them to the table. From the kitchen I watched her light the candles and dim the lights. The sun was still bright outside so the room didn't get too dark, but the candles gave off a warm glow. As I was putting the steaks onto a serving dish Stan came up behind me wrapped his arms around my waist and nibbled on my right ear as he said, "What are you doing to me?" "We're not doing anything," I told him. "We just wanted to show off the new shoes we bought so we dressed up. Why are we turning you on with our sexy heels?" "You know dam well you are," he told me. I reached around and slid my hand between us and felt for his cock. I could already feel it had swelled considerably and was working down his leg. I gave it a loving squeeze and said, "MMM so our plan is working. Now come and let's eat, you have a long hard night ahead of you. Oh and please bring the wine." I eased out of Stan's arms and took the steaks and the asparagus to the dinning room table. Stan came right behind me with the wine in hand. As he poured the wine I placed the biggest steak on his plate the second biggest which was only a third the size of Stan's on Amy's plate and a smaller petite steak on my plate. I knew mine was more than I could eat. Dinner went well and the conversation was light, The steaks were wonderful as it seemed the meat melted in our mouths. The salad and the asparagus were very fresh, as was the bread. When dinner was over I was going to get the cake I had bought, but Stan and Amy said they couldn't eat another bite. As I started to take the empty plates to the kitchen I could feel Stan's eyes on my back as I walked away. More precisely I could feel his eyes on my heels. Amy also helped clear the table and as I walked into the room and Amy was leaving Stan stared at her heels the same way I felt his stare at mine. As Amy and I were doing the dishes she asked, "Do you think he's noticed our shoes at all?" I giggled and said, "Oh he noticed them; he couldn't take his off them. When we get done with the dishes just follow my lead. I think were headed for a hell of a night." Once the dishes were all in the dish washer we went looking for Stan. We found him in his study working on his computer. I went over and sat on the corner of his desk. Amy walked around to the other side and sat on the other corner of his desk. Stan watched every move we made. I pushed back his chair with my foot till it was a few feet from his desk then placed one foot in his lap. Amy placed one of her feet in his lap as well. I dug the heel of my foot into his thigh just slightly and said, "Don't you like my heels I bought them just for you?" I could almost feel Stan's cock start to swell before he grabbed a foot in each hand and said, "I love then honey I love yours too Amy, but you two shouldn't tease men like this. I may have to show you what happens to girls who tease men." "Well if your not going to entertain us I guess we'll have to entertain ourselves," I told Stan as I slid off the desk. Amy followed suit and we walked out of the room arm in arm. At the door way we looked back and blew Stan a kiss. Amy and I walked to the master bedroom with out looking back to see if Stan was following but I was sure he was or at least wasn't far behind so I whispered to Amy. "What ever happens don't take off your heels." Amy giggled and said, "I figured out that much." Amy and I walked into the bedroom and once we were near the bed I turned her toward me and we kissed. At first I did it for Stan but instantly I was doing it for me. Amy's kiss was very passionate and her tongue slid easily into my mouth. We kissed for a minute or so before I pulled my lips from hers and turned her around. I slowly pulled the zipper of her dress down as I kissed each inch of her back as it became exposed. Once the zipper was completely down I pushed her dress off her shoulders as I kissed each one delicately. I did this down each arm till the dressed slipped to the floor. When I turned her around again I was surprised she wasn't wearing a bra. She was wearing a corset though it was more for looks than for support as it wasn't at all tight like mine was. The corset held up her sweet breasts and I couldn't help but lean in and start kissing the tender flesh of her breast. Out of the side of my eye I could see Stan standing in the door way watching us, so I thought I would give him a show. I licked and kissed every inch of Amy's C size breasts till she was moaning and asking me to suck her nipples. When I did she moaned even louder and she held my head so my mouth didn't stray. She even bent over and kissed the top of my head a few times. After a few minutes of sucking I released Amy's nipples and dropped to my knees in front of her. I eased her panties down till they cleared her heels and tossed them over my shoulder. I then started licking the slit between Amy's legs. Not an easy task in this position but I was able to lick her engorged clit quite easily. Before Amy had a chance to cum she pulled me to my feet and spun me around. She kissed my back as she lowered the zipper of my dress just like I had done to her. In fact she had copied my movements exactly. The only difference was she was able to suck my clit with out having to strain like I did. She only sucked me for a minute or two before she stood. She pushed me back till I felt the bed behind my knees. She then gave me a small push, which caused me to fall back on to the bed. She then pushed me so I moved up the bed so she could kneel between my legs. She then bent over and took me once more into her mouth. I could just imaging the view Stan was getting as Amy's bottom was high in the air and pointing straight at Stan who hadn't moved from the door way. That view must have proved to be Stan's undoing as the next instant he was standing behind Amy naked. I heard her gasp as I felt Amy being pushed forward. She lifted her head from my clit and with a voice that sounded like a sigh she said, "Oh god that feels so good." The next instant my clit was back in her mouth as Stan started fucking her from behind. I don't know how long I lasted in her mouth but it wasn't near long enough. All too soon I felt my orgasm ripple through me and the next instant I was squirting sissy cream into Amy's mouth. Amy never missed a beat and she sucked down every drop. When my orgasm was spent and I had recovered I pulled away from Amy to give her more room on the bed. At the same time Stan pulled his cock from Amy's pussy. Before she could complain he flipped her over onto her back and slid her up the bed. The next instant he had joined her on the bed and was once more back inside her. Now he was able to get her feet up around his head. As he continued to fuck Amy's pussy his mouth worked over her stiletto shod feet. I watched as his tongue licked at her heels and it glided over her instep. He took her toes into his mouth and sucked on them. Amy seemed completely oblivious to what Stan was doing. She was moaning constantly and from what I could tell she seemed to be in a constant state of orgasmic bliss. Her hands where clutching at her tits like they were on fire and she was trying to put it out as shrieks of pleasure leaped from her throat with increasing regularity. After what seemed like an hour I heard Stan bellow that he was cumin and the next instant his movements became jerky, as he seemed to drive his cock in deeper. Stan finally came to a jerky stop and after a minute's rest he pulled his cock from Amy's pussy and crashed on the bed next to her What I did next I'm sure surprised Stan as much as it did me. I never thought about doing what I was about to do. The thought never even came into my mind before, but the next instant I crawled over between Stan's legs and started licking his slowly softening cock. The flavor seemed different till I realized what I tasted was a mixture of Stan and Amy's cum. I had thoroughly enjoyed both their flavors separately but together it was like a new flavor. It was Stan's manly musk and Amy's tanginess. I found that I loved it and I started licking Stan cock to get all of it. By the time I had thoroughly cleaned Stan's cock it had swelled to full hardness once more. I then started to suck his cock like I normally would until I noticed that Amy was watching me intently. Pretty soon I was swallowing it whole to show her how much I loved sucking Stan's wonderful cock. But what I really wanted was for him to fuck me. When I looked up at Stan's face I saw he was looking down at me so I took his cock from my mouth and said, "Please honey can you fuck me now. I want you to fuck me while I lick Amy's pussy." Stan pulled me up and kissed me deeply before saying, "Any thing you want love all you have to do is ask." We kissed again before I crawled between Amy's legs. As I knelt between Amy's legs I leaned over and started licking her slit. Most of the semen that Stan had injected into Amy's pussy had by this time oozed out. Her pussy lips were slick and there was a trail of whitish goo that was making a trial down between her legs. My tongue scooped up a larger dollop of the thick white cream and I quickly pulled it into my mouth. The tasted of their coupling was as good as what I tasted on Stan's cock only a few minutes earlier. It was runnier than it was when it came straight from Stan's cock and the taste was much tangier. I found that I really liked the taste of the combined cum. If Amy objected at all to me licking her very gooey slit she didn't show any signs of it. The way she raised her knees to make it easier for me to run my tongue up and down her silt told me she liked what I was doing. She even tilted her pelvis back so I could lick between her sweet ass cheeks. When I had licked all I could find outside her pussy my tongue dove into her recess in search of more of their scrumptious secretions. I was rewarded with a healthy glob of warm tanginess. I was so engrossed with my carnal meal I had completely forgotten about Stan. Fortunately he had not forgotten about me. As my tongue rooted in Amy's love hole I felt Stan's cock force open my anus. A second later the head of his thick cock was slowing making it's up my anal canal. As the head of Stan's cock pierced my opening I moaned into Amy's hole while my face was shoved against it. This caused a rather peculiar sound from between her legs. If I wasn't so engrossed with what I was doing I'm sure I would have laughed. I continued to lick out Amy's hole as Stan started to fuck my bottom. Amy must have enjoyed it as she started rubbing her pussy against my face as she started moaning. Soon she became wetter and a moment later she cried out she was cumin again. Very quickly I felt a new flow of tangy cream which seemed to washout all of Stan's sperm till there was only Amy's tangy taste left behind. I quickly cleaned that up and started licking Amy's clit with gusto. Stan started to pick up speed, as his cock seemed to fly in and out of my boy pussy. I was really having problems keeping my mind on what I was doing as I kept being distracted by what Stan was doing. After Amy came a second time she pulled herself away from my mouth saying her clit was too sensitive. Once she was gone I could relax and enjoy the royal screwing Stan was giving me. Of cause I didn't relax too much as I had to flex my anus to give Stan the proper friction his cock deserved. Once Amy had moved away Stan pulled his cock free and flipped me over on to my back. I wasn't worried, as I knew he would be back in me as quickly as he could. Before I could even settle back on the bed Stan was between my legs once more and his thick cock was spreading my anus open. With my feet up near Stan's head and my legs bent back toward my chest Stan started thrusting into me once more. His mouth didn't waist a second as he started kissing my feet through my sexy heels. At the same time I made sure he didn't have to strain too much as I fed him first one stiletto heeled foot then the other. Stan fucked me with a slow steady rhythm for about ten minutes, as he seemed to worship my feet with his mouth. His tongue glided over my red patent leather shoes till he covered every inch of them. Then he slid his tongue between my instep and the sole of the shoes before he started licking my toes. Once my feet were adorned he started thrusting harder and deeper till the bed started banging on the wall. Thank god it wasn't a wall that was connected to a neighbor's apartment. But then again at that point I didn't care, as I loved what Stan was doing to me. As he settled into a steady pace he looked down at me and said, "God I love how your pussy feels wrapped around my cock. I love the little squeaks you make as I slid in and out of your pussy." "I love how your cock feels in me too. I also love how your muscles ripple as you thrust your cock in and out of me. I love knowing your cock is going to fill me with your love juices," I told him between pants and squeaks. Stan started moving faster as he said, "I'm going to fill you soon baby." I squeezed my anus a little tighter and said, "Do it love fill me with your warm cum. Fill me to over flowing." At the same time I reached between my legs and started stroking my sissy clit. My hand was quickly replaced by another delicate hand with long painted nails. I had forgotten that Amy was still in the room. In fact as she slid my hand out of the way so she could replace it with hers she startled me. I quickly got over my surprise and succumbed to her ministration. Her hand squeezed my clit with practiced ease as she moved her hand up and down. It didn't take me long before I was moaning and squealing with my impending orgasm. As I felt Stan's cock expand in side my rectum I felt my balls fire the first of what seemed like a dozen shots of cum. Amy directed the streams of cum so they landed on my chest and tummy. At the same time Stan groaned out he was cumin too and the next instant I felt my insides become a washed with warm. Before either Stan or I were done cumin he fell on top of me and we kissed deeply till both of us needed life giving air. We professed our love for each other as our breathing started to return to normal. When Stan's cock had slipped from my anal grasp he rolled over on to his back as he said, "God you two girls are going to kill me. Ha but what a sweet death it will