Instead it was the ‘pencil’ style skirt I wore that she said my fanny which was strategically packed into the denim was about to burst. She said t...e panties clearly showed through the distressed denim and that my butt would soon burst out the back.I fancied putting my fanny in the most scandalous skirt I could wear and still be clothed. I may not sell the girls that came into the shop, but their boyfriend’s sales would keep her sales average out of the red. An involuntary fart escaped from. Certain experiences may have pushed me or nudged me towards my life and love of being a “sissy” but there was not a defining moment, per se. Meeting a boy, when a was very young, that forced me to suck him. Although looking back maybe I was more willing than I knew. That was my first experience and encounter with not only sex, but with being used for sex, Gay sex. He was rough and not the nicest guy, probably struggling with his own Gay urges, but he gave me my first taste of cock and cum.The. "Sorry. Do you want to come in off the doorstep? I don't want the neighbours seeing me in these silk boxers" I said - as if to imply me and my gf were trying to be inconspicuous haha. "Oh thank you!! " they were so surprised to have been invited into someones house probably for the first time.. They then started their usual sales pitch. "Can I just stop you there a second" I said. "As you can probably tell me and my girlfriend are just in the middle of something when you rang the doorbell. Just. "Can I help you sir?" Yes", I replied, "I am here to pickup Steven Steelforth. I understood his class would be letting out at 11:30." Actually they will be getting out at 12 noon. Here, let me see ... Steven is in Ms. Wilson's class in Room 104. That is just ahead on the left sir. If you would like you can go in the rear door of that room and quietly observe the class until the bell." Thank you. I think I will do that", I said and walked up to the rear door of 104. I really didn't want to meet.