"Fair enough. I'll make it up to you. Now come over and sit at mymakeup table. No, Johnny, oops, Jenny, wait," yelled Beth, as I wasabout to sit down....What's the matter?" I asked."You can't just sit down when you're wearing a dress. You have to putyour hands behind you and smooth the skirt so it doesn't get wrinkled.And when you sit down you have to cross your legs or your ankles, sothat people can't see your panties." Oh," I said. "I don't have much experience wearing dresses."Beth and Susie. " Yeah. I think they took two out a day, or maybe three." Oh. My." She fluttered her hand, getting a little air about her face. "Sounds fun." It was."Mrs. Busy-body from CPS got the G-Rated version of the trip. Even she couldn't object too much to the picture of the three of us girls on horseback. She seemed to believe that groups of girls reinforce morality. We did, but it was the morality suitable for that time and place."You didn't get much of a tan," she said, examining my arm."With my. Good for you that you embracethe reality of your situation. Since you wanted to be a Sissy, I intendto put you through the most humiliating and emasculating and sissifyingfeminine torments I can devise. That is the only way to make sure thatyou get your wish to be a Sissy. Be prepared. You can't imagine what Ihave in store for my Sissy husband!"Now don't say another word, shhhhh, I am going to give you a hairdothat will make you blush. A hairdo that you will have to wear, withpride while you. As soon as I was up and around, I booked a flight west to talk to some of the farm groups that had appeared on television.I heard first-hand from them how bad the situation really was, minus the candy-coated coverage the corporate-owned networks had given the story. I called the office immediately and ordered STG to gobble up Winter Wheat futures like Pac-Man. About a month later, the Department of Agriculture announced the harvest would be down about twenty percent, due to the drought. Harvest.
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