They are all worthless or they wouldn't be sissies. I betthis is your first time out as a sissy and you are scared shitless.LADIES, we have a new siss... here! The first things he wants arelipsticks! Does anyone have any suggestions for this newbie sissy?"Many of the women who scared me as I minced into the store had nowgathered around Judy and I. Most were now smiling."My thirteen year old daughter just picked out a lipstick calledBubbleGum Pink. What could be more "sissy" than that! I would. After maybe ten minutes, she returned to ask if I wanted a something to drink. I declined but I thought I caught another wink as she left. I took only fifteen minutes more going over the house plans with Joe. As I left his office, I stopped by her desk to say goodbye and thank her for the offer of a soda. I am not normally that brave, but emboldened by her winks, I asked her to go to lunch with me. "I am just on my way out," she replied and insisted that we ride together. As we got to her car,. ", Gary replied almost as if reading it from a script.Jane thought for a second and then pressed on. "Oh there is a good reason. You see I was text chatting with this person, as we are about to collaborate on a project, except this was the first time we had chatted and suddenly he went quiet and I need to get moving on this project. Problem is I don't know who is so I can't ring him on the phone and I really need to get a start on this before I leave tonight." Jane was dubious, this didn't. He was surprisingly gentle, loving even, especially whencompared how he'd been earlier. She couldn't decide was he being exceptionally cruel, or loving when theyended up in bed. He started by making the usual moves, the ones that ten yearsof marriage had honed. His touch, his mouth, his fingers visited every partof her, arousing and stimulating her. It was so frustrating! She knew thatshe was so very turned on, so desperate to feel him take her, but every timehe let his fingers explore her now.