Again. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.Clarissa's princk was drooling heavily. She roughlygrabbed him by his hair with her left hand and yankedhi... head forward. With her right hand, she slappedhim so hard he blacked out for a second, and Clarissaused that moment to begin the measured insertion ofher massive organ into his face... inch by thickinch. As he began to come to, he remembered hiscircumstances and began to struggle against theVelcro bonds, but they held firm. He tried to pullaway. “Don't forget to give Greg my numbers,” she said as I started to get into my car.“Okay,” I replied as I was sure everyone in the neighborhood heard her and knew what she was talking about.-----I got home that night and after jacking off I dressed as Harriet. Nancy was very happy to see me. After she applied my make up and put my wig on me, we went out for dinner. It was nothing fancy, we went to Steak 'n Shake. I was a little uncomfortable when we got there but I kept my composure and was. We hadn't made any solid commitments to each other, just enjoying being together. I would miss her, but I totally understood.On the day she left I went to see her off, and after some tears and promises to stay in touch, she headed to Tennessee.We did write and stay in touch for a while, but we both knew it wouldn't last long. The letters came in three or four times a week at first, then once a week, then once every couple weeks... then nothing. We had both moved on, I guess.One day, I was. Everything Pam saidwas true but when she kicked me the second time I started wetting myselfand now I am covered in pee."I look down at myself standing in the puddle of pee, and totally soakedfrom the waist down. "Well I should put you over my lap and spank yourbottom for laughing at Pam getting spanked." He wasn't laughing mommy he was giggling like a lil sissy boy. I meanlook at him, twisting his long hair around his finger like a little girlwould do. I bet he isn't even a boy, I bet he is a.