He followed Eunice quietly into the mens' room.Smitty saw only one stall occupied and recognized Eunice's pumps on her feet. He could hear an occasion...l sniff and the rustle of clothing. After a couple moments when Smitty could hear no more movement, he knocked on the door to the stall loudly. "Open up."Eunice opened up the door and saw her tormentor enter. She blushed as Smitty ogled her nudity.Smitty pushed past the frightened girl and sat down on the toilet, pulling his pants down in a. Chapter Nine - Dreaming and DoingOne night of real love each week was not enough for me. I visited Maddie atleast one night a week for dehydrating fun. We really liked each other, butknew it wasn't love. My heart belonged to Diane [or was it Todd?] andMaddie was fine with that. A full sissy lifestyle was not for Maddie, orthe other girls for that matter. I was out on my own limb on that one.I found myself thinking more and more about sex with men. Whenever I washome for an hour by myself, I. And one day I realized that when I did pick up a woman, it would almost always be someone who was tall . . . and slender . . . and had long dark hair. By now I had been gone for over 10 months. I drove to Oregon, and rented a camp site overlooking the Pacific Ocean. I bought a laptop and started writing, determined I would expunge this hold Susan had over me. I was angry, and I knew if I started writing and put my anger on paper I would realize the best thing that ever happened to me would be. He was not female, more androgynous,clearly still male, but effeminate would be overly kind to say theleast...She heard a sound behind her. She looked up and saw a woman was walkingin, one with fangs. 'Shit...'She looked at Jordan. "Men... never know what to do around a pair oftits." She grabbed Trixie and pulled her off of him, and pressed her tothe wall. "What the fuck did you do to him?" her rage-filled voicedemanded as her eyes looked at the oddly un-masculine male.Trixie grabbed the.