Even though she had left, she could almost hear the freaky Goth conversation. Almost like she knew what they were thinking. As Michael and Candice cal...ed down, she began to understand why. Before this, she didn't even know their names. As they continued talking, Jenny started to understand all about the Skull Pendant. However, she was trying to figure out why she knew what they were thinking. It seemed that she knew specifically what Michael was thinking. Then it dawned on her. What she said. The salesman and store tailor worked with George and did the bestthey could. George was hoping for a metrosexual look, but failedmiserably. His slender waist and womanly hips made the tailor's job areal challenge.While they waited, Ellen ran next store and got a pair of men's loafersand socks in George's size. Returning she went through the storesselection of dress shirts that were intended for big and tall. She hopedthey would camouflage his chest. She picked a classic blue collared. “Well, my little fuck toy,” I said softly, “did you enjoy being fucked almost like a real woman?”“Oh yes, Miss Jackie,” she looked up at me with adoring eyes, “I loved it. It made me feel like a real sissy girlie-boy. Thank you.” She bent her head up and kissed my cheek.“You’re welcome, Patti,” I kissed the top of her head. “I enjoyed it too. But you’re not quite done yet.”She looked at me puzzled. “You’ve got a mess to clean up,” I pointed to my cock and also to the moist puddles of her sissy. She could feel, she could smell, she could touch? but she couldn?t move. Opening her heavy eyelids, Sailor Jupiter saw the ceiling. She was laying on the some kind of the table. No matter how much she tried, her body was numb. She could breathe and look, but no more.Gathering her memories, Jupiter tried to understand what had happened. She had been on a date. That man, what was his name? She couldn?t remember. They just met yesterday. He was older than her, maybe five or six years, but she had.