I knew the lady I wasgoing to call, and it was Amanda who had given me her number duringthat first fateful conversation. Her name was Helen Reid; prop...rtydeveloper, entrepreneur, businesswoman. She became known to Amanda soonafter my friend had dipped her toe in the waters of "FLR," or female-led relationships. Amanda told me Mrs. Reid would probably be perfectlyhappy to speak to me about sissification and the femdom lifestyle. Tobe perfectly honest, I had never heard of her, despite her. Call me once you are done.” Saying that he left the room.I quickly bolted the door and got stark naked and entered into bathroom. I took nice hot water shower, applied sweet flavored shampoo on my hairs. I already had shaven all my body hairs so I was all smooth. I got out of bathroom and started exploring his wife’s wardrobe. She had nice collection of sarees, lingerie and western dresses. I picked up one push bra and lacy black lingerie and red one piece dress. There was whole lot of. By the time 7:00 came around, the baby had just been put to bed. So she had at least a half an hour to get ready. She went to the bedroom and undressed. She changed into her jean shorts that she had cut to be really short. They allowed her pussy to easily be seen and she put on a T-shirt that had been cut short as well. She returned to the living room and selected an adult movie that they both enjoyed. She put it in the VCR and started it and laid down on the sofa and watched the video as she. His wife, Anna, my foster mother, always treated me like a son ... until that point, when they both kind of chased me off.“I don’t know if they thought that I betrayed them and was an ingrate, or whatever, but I felt betrayed myself and bitter for a good while. I haven’t talked to either of them in years,” I continued as the ladies put the kids down for a hypnotic nap that was meant to keep them busy and feed them information while the conks got their orientation.“And now you never will. Damn,.