Come and help me find something suitable,” I said.He followed me into the bedroom. It never even occurred to me to be shy about the fact that he was...following my smiley faced, panty clad bottom down the hallway. He’d seen me in less than that a few times. Nudity just wasn’t something we were shy about.I stood in the closet for a few minutes pulling things out.“This?”He shook his head.“This?”He shook his head again.“I give up,” I said flopping down on the bed beside him. “I’m going in what I’m. I taught myself to walk and swish like a runway model, swinging my ass seductively, taking tiny heel to toe steps, limp wristed with my pinky extended hands flitting about like a pair of fluttering doves in that exaggerated manner so common to drag queens. I was out and proud, with an overwhelming urge to flaunt my sissiness for all to see.********I spent the entire day getting ready. As any sissy knows, "Getting Ready" is a ritual a gurl can get lost in for hours and hours as she paints. “Yes, Miss,” she replied with her mouth full.“I have decided that she needs a shopping trip. I know how much you enjoyed it and I’m sure she would feel the same. Let’s ring her mother right now and arrange it.”I picked up the phone and dialled my own home. I knew that this was Mrs.M’s morning to come in and do the ironing. She also had instructions to answer the phone and take messages. So much nicer I always thought than that dreadful robotic message. She answered almost at once and I switched. The towel was much too small to fully prevent Leah’s lusting eyes from seeing what she craved. But she wanted to see the entire thing, alas she was unable because of the towel and the angle. Since she didn’t dare move for a better angle, she enjoyed the view as much as she could. Her finger ran up and down through her wet slit, while she was look at Robert’s beautiful cock. His big rod and balls gently waved from left to right as he searched through the closet. Out of fear of not being able to.