"Because, some research also stated that someone suffering from nymphomania can get depressed when she, or he, fights their urges." But, didn't you te...l me something about that it goes against your beliefs?" Well, I gave that another thought, as well. And yes, while I have been brought up with another believe system, I'm not sure if I really think like that. When I was thinking about all of this, yesterday, I have to confess that I never had trouble with the fact that I know girls who have more. Sissies are not seeking to become women in a normal sense, but are instead seeking to become the object of their desires. Their ultimate fantasy woman if they were normal, rather than being a sissy. Sissies are transvestites who can’t be sated by just throwing on some panties and jerking off. They must strive to become their ideal female. This means the fetish will transcend the bedroom, and creep into the rest of their life. A full warddrobe, makeup, wigs, etc. Sissies will spend more time. .....Both making themselves comfortable, Alexa brought coffee for the two......"Sure it's not gonna be my fault again if you spill it?" Aiden laughedGlaring at Aiden in a mocking way, Alexa just shrugged off the comment as nothing. So after what seemed to be a matter of minutes, turned out to be the reality of 3 hours spent talking and having a good time. Alexa looked at the clock and realized the morning had passed both Aiden and her. Now feeling rather bad, for what she had thought just to be. “Ohhh” as a sigh escaped her parted lips from the feel of his body upon her. The tongue traced over her mounds, between her cleavage and down over her tummy. She felt his hands down her back and over her hips. Teresa instinctively lifted her hips while his hands clasped on her panties pulling them over her ass. Raising her legs, he eased off her wet panties and he stopped for a second as held those wet-panties, he smiled at her. “You are so wet,” he said tossing them aside Sheepishly she.