" No, I suppose not."Frank turned towards the door. "I will let you get on," he said."I am sorry, Frank." For?" he asked."For being such a cow. I know...you were only being kind." It's okay... Really" he replied. "You obviously have something on your mind. I just hope you are okay." I will be," I said, "and thanks."“Look, I don’t want to be a nuisance but maybe we could have coffee?”“No,” I smiled, “I am sorry but I am married and, to be fair, I am really not good company at the moment.”"Fair. For the convenience of men wishing to stick their dicks through for anonymous strangers to perform anonymous acts on. But he somehow knew if he stuck his dick through this particular hole, there would be one very special ass waiting on the other side, waiting to open up and swallow the dick. It would be his own ass. He awoke feverish, bathed in sweat, with the sheets soaked with semen. He hadn't the vaguest idea of what he had dreamed.Six months later he was still alone. And hungry. Hungry for. It was imperative that i check my makeup in thecar during the short trip. A sissy can not go to a OBGYN without theproper make up. It just isn't done! As i was touching up my lipstick inthe fold down mirror in the car, I could hear the girls whimpering intheir B-Cups. Boobs tend to do a lot of whimpering when they know theyare going to a doctor's office. They can whimper all they want, just donot leak! Sissies whimper a lot also. Sort of goes with being a Sissy.I told them to shut up and. He had his boxers, his staff and his watch. There was a feeling in his hand that felt like he was still holding on ... but ... nothing.The inside door opened.Cassie jumped up. She was dressed in everyday go to work work-clothes. She looked at her desk calendar and shook her head."John ... you weren't supposed to come here for 14 more days. Why are you here?" I had a little experiment and it didn't work." He looked at the ceiling."Hi." Hello yourself," said the ceiling. "Nice hiking stick. I see.