If you read my stories you will know that I finally was able to meet my friend who, to protect her identity, I called Sandy. Actually I must confess--Sandy's real name is Sally. I met Sally here and have gone absolutely crazy for her. Sally is an incredibly gorgeous girl about my age, a stunning tall brunette with an awesome smile and a toned body. A runner, her long legs are firm and her bottom is to die for. I worship her and she knows it. In fact, she is assuming a dominant role in our relationship.
You will recall that I had just graduated from the University and happily living as a woman, even though I still have my boy parts, which, when aroused, measure a nice eight inches. I’m tall and slender, with long legs and a tight little bottom. I have longish sandy blonde hair and b-cup breasts as I have only been on hormones for just a couple of years. My nipples are long, and very sensitive. I keep my nails painted and my makeup expertly done. All in all I am considered to be an attractive young lady and few know that I was formerly a young man.
Sally and I had gone to the mall and ended up at Victoria's Secret. After fooling around in the dressing room, we were caught and abused by Megan, an attractive 30 something clerk at Victoria's Secret, who had the assistance of a large male whose identity was never revealed to us. Following our release from the cruel punishments that were inflicted on us, we escaped to the safety of my apartment.
Sally was still dressed in her business suit-short black skirt and matching tailored jacket, hose, and heels, her long dark hair pulled back. I was dressed in my simple skirt, cotton blouse, and knee highs with my saddle shoes. My long blonde hair was in a pony tail.
We arrived at my apartment and I showed my dear Sally my home. My apartment is somewhat unusual, as I have decorated it with silks, pastels, and feminine things I have a special room that I hoped to show Sally. A bit of a dungeon, it is darker with ropes, toys and other things for the amusement of my guest.
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