I knew we were in for an interesting night, I couldn't stand still without swaying already. I grabbed some of my nicest clothes out the wardrobe, "put...this on bitch" I said to katy, and thats when I realised how beautiful she was, laughing her head off, dancing on the spot, she slowly removed her jeans and jumper to reveal a gorgeous, toned stomach and perfect, firm, large breasts. And her legs, wow. "Am I the only one getting naked?!" she giggled at me as I stood the gawking. "What? who said. Executive SummaryEducationCollege - Iowa St.Law school - DrakeEmployment historyWells Fargo - Contract lawDewey & Cheatem - LitigatorPerry Lowell & associates - paralegalWaldingers - InternAllied Insurance - Senior SecretaryI turned slowly back around to give him a full frontal of my best feature. "I got the boob job while at Waldingers. The last of my savings but they got me a job at Allied. These tits are as good as you will find in the enterprise Mr. Snyder, you can play quarters on my ass. About 2 hours later she came in and went to shower I pushed her on the coach. I removed each shoe 1 by 1 each sock she just laughed at me as a sucked her toe's clean. The next day no crazy stuff. I got dressed went to school mom and my sister did there thing's and dad went to work. I got home around 4:30 and seen mom and s*s sitting on the coach. I did my home work and mom told me go change I was ready to clean them nylon in leather high hell sweaty toes & soles. I changed really fast I ran to. I’ll not go into why I turned my back on that and acknowledged that, rather than being a crossdresser, I am a sissy. That deserves another account and I plan to address that soon. The briefest point I will make about being a sissy is that it’s about ultra-femininity, over the top femininity. In short femininity that no genetic woman would espouse. It also comes with elements of humiliation and degradation which have always been potent for me. One problem with being a sissy as opposed to a.