"Wow."Wow. How does he do it? Those heels must be at least five inches high." Monica thought, watching Joe maneuver effortlessly in his pumps. Monica held out Joe's first dress as he stepped into it. Resistance was the furthest thing from his mind; the transvestite programming had taken control and he was really getting into the swing of dressing up. Monica guided Joe's arms into the half sleeves and pulled the dress up over him. Made of pink polyester with the look and feel of satin, it was a jacquard knit with a floral pattern woven into the material. Making sure that the slip was positioned, and after brushing against Joe's nipples, Monica pulled up the zipper. |