“There’s something I need to tell you, Richard.” There was urgency in her tone, and when she paused, staring into my eyes, I sensed something wa...n’t right. “What is it, Sally?”“This is a little embarrassing, Richard. I’ve never told anyone this… I’m bisexual.” I was surprised that Sally had chosen to reveal this. But truthfully, I wasn’t shocked at the declaration. “I had a feeling you might be from the way you often look at Carole.” “You could tell?” Sally raised her eyebrows. “Hmm… I’m really. Thatway 'Sissy Tiffy' really stands out. I know it is a lot of pink, but thatis the color for sissies after all." Princess Dee said.Tom's mouth fell open and he continued to sit there in stunned silence atwhat he was hearing being planned out. He would never again be able towear shorts or go topless on hot summer days without displaying hisstatus as a sissy or a slave. Even the white t-shirts he often wore woulddo nothing to hide the tattoo on his chest."Damn!" Andy exclaimed. "He is willing. A waiter, presumably Henri, arrived and offered them menus. "Do you have a wine menu?" asked Sister Bernice."Of course!" Henri responded, and returned in a moment with the requested list. When he returned, Ellen looked it over and selected a small bottle of a tasteful, moderately expensive wine. At least it seemed moderately expensive but, without prices listed, it was impossible to tell. Susan hadn't told Ellen that the nicest thing on the menu was all the missing prices; if she'd known Ellen. " Her professionalism went out the room with her as I heard her laughter on the other side of the exam room door.For those of you reading this tale and wondering what brought me her to the hospital, well sit back and "Let me tell you how I got myself in such a predicament."My wife of 25 years is normally a very nice person unless you do something that really goes against her grain. After being with her for so long I know how she reacts to certain stimuli so I try to avoid those situations at.