" Why is she speaking with a sissy lisp?" inquired an astonished lady."Show the ladies your tongue Sissy," commanded Lady AnnSissy obeyed Lady Ann, an... pushed out his tongue, "She has been nipped girls!" an elderly lady shouted. "Come and look the sissy bitch has had her tongue cut."Soon Sissy was surrounded by twenty laughing women, all passing laughing comments on his nipped tongue."Are those sissies hanging up there the same?" inquired a Mrs Johnson.Lady Ann said, "Of course my dear they. I had to admit her idea did sound fun and it would not be that bad, my is attractive, she cooks well and she dressed sexily whenever she went out with my dad. So I did as I was told, I showered, then shaved my stubble, then I put on a dress shirt and a pair of slacks, then my dress shoes. I sprayed on my cologne and then I knocked on my mother's door at seven o clock. My mom did not disappoint me, she wore a short black, a tight cream colored silk blouse, her scent from her perfume was. With every movement now , I could see the excited expression on both their faces . I was certain now that the lady was tremendously enjoying the brushing of my friends leg on her thighs . I could see my friend adjusting his leg in a manner in which he could with a slight bend to his leg ensure that his knee could next touch her V section. I could see , now that the lady was almost wanting his leg to touch and rub against her pussy , as she too made slight adjustment in her seating position to. Nothing could be done about that now. Giving my attention over to the service, I ignored Conrad, though I felt his gaze on me several times.I cried through the funeral, but it went as well as that kind of thing can go. Many people got up and spoke about all the good things my mother had done, and how she had blessed the people around her. Some of it was real, but the rest of it was well-meaning tripe and posturing. All too many people said the right thing only so they could be seen doing.