. and the sheer, nylon panties! He lied to her. She was sure of it... when he had told her, blandly, that it only seemed to look damaging. It had all ...een a part of his work!Fervently, she had wanted to believe him, and in a way, she did; after all, she loved her husband, hating what he was doing to make a living and not wanting these things, he explained so easily, to come between them. In the end, he always ended up taking her to bed and making passionate love to her. Jay was a virile, potent. She kept telling me that I was worthless, a freeloader, a punk, ugly, and generally unattractive. None of this was true. I was very popular with women and held down a job while attending college. Sure I did not pay rent to my dad, but he did not pay for much more than rent and food for me. I paid for stuff for college, my own old beat up car and all entertainment. My dad went for a six day business trip a couple of months ago. Shit, I thought. I have to be around this bitch without my dad, she. She wanted the harsh overhead light off for the same reason.I watched her retake her seat opposite me. The benches could easily accommodate three people and she could have returned to the window as I also sat closest to it on my side. She sat instead in the middle. She sat upright with great dignity, her hands in her lap, knees close together. She looked directly into my eyes. I did not dare speak for there was an electricity in the air, a charged scent that told me to remain silent. The. You’ll get to witness and feel all of the humiliating things that your new sissy self is going to do, and you wont be able to do a damn thing to stop it. You’ll feel and witness yourself do things that you would have NEVER done willingly before I selected you. And lastly, I don’t take too kindly to being spit on, especially in the face. So because of that, I’m not going to reprogram your pleasure receptors in your ass. That’s right, when you get fucked you’re going to feel everything. I’ve seen.