He was tempted to open the 4chan window again, but opted not to as he wasn't sure what would be on the front page now. Eventually she went back upstai...s after briefly talking about what they would be doing for dinner. Finally, upon hearing the door close, John brought his 4chan window back up and refreshed the page.He barely had to scroll down the page before one thread aroused his interest, among other things. The title read "Sissy Hypno gifs". John didn't know what Sissy meant, but he could. I take it then that you are enthralled at the prospect of another day doing nothing then?”“Oh, I can’t wait.” came the reply, the words rolling of her tongue in a sarcastic tone.“Well, the least I can do is buy you a drink then. Same again?” I askedShe looked at me as if trying to guess an ulterior motive but then smiled, winked and said. “I never take a drink off a man whose name I don’t know.”I smiled back. “Well in that case my name is Neil.”“Well Neil, I’ll have a vodka and tonic, no ice. The conversation is clean and we laugh it up as we talk about nonsense. The lights are dim but you look beautiful and your eyes sparkle with cheer. Your legs shimmer, freshly shaved, and your figure is outstanding. I hold my head high with pride knowing that you are with me amongst all these other well fit young men. A moment comes when I must use the restroom and in my absence a couple of young men decide to make their approach on you. They are polite and introduce themselves as they pursue. Men multiplied rapidly, and the phones rang off the hook. Mark became a hot commodity with the ladies, and sports provided constant background noise. This brings us back to the present. * * * * * ‘Holly! Holly, baby, where are you?’ ‘Mark, if you call me baby one more time, so help me . . .’ ‘But, Holly, you are my baby. I love you to no end.’ ‘What do you want, Sugar Bunny?’ ‘Sugar Bunny? You did not just call me Sugar Bunny.’ I can hear his buddies snickering in the background, and have to.