Friday, I left work in plenty of time, found a parking space without too much trouble, and entered the bar with ten minutes to spare. I settled into a...quiet booth to one side of the place, five minutes later spotted her arrival, and stood up to attract her attention.She looked tired and subdued as she walked up to me; her smile wasn’t as bright as I remembered. She kissed me on the cheek. I asked her if she was okay. She grimaced as she sat down opposite me. “I’m real sorry, Mike, it’s that. The soft, fluffy petticoat surrounded me in a magnificent cloud of femininity. My expensive black satin maid's dress was nicely trimmed in white lace, and it fit perfectly. The satiny dress laid full and proud over my petti.All these elements had given me a splendid feminine appearance. I could never really pass as a woman, but that isn't my intention anyway. My place is that of a sissified, effeminate male. Submissive, meek and obedient, Sissies don clothing that is often absurdly feminine.. "What are the names of the characters?" Jasmine hissed to Amanda."I think the man is King Dumuzi and the woman is called Inanna." As Dumuzi spoke, he began to undress himself so that he was as naked as his partner. Jasmine looked away in embarrassment; she had never seen a man naked before. A soft dragging noise made her look back toward the couple. A wide mattress was being carried in from the side and was planted on the ground. The woman sat down and laid on her back, opening her legs wide,. ” She added and smile and wink. But Diana just sat there, her bitter stare with folded arms strengthed her resolve. Still, Ellen attempted to penetrate the girl’s defenses. “Maybe I can give you a going-away present--”“I want to see my baby.” Diana snapped.Ellen sighed. “You know Beatrix isn’t here anymore, but she’s well taken care of and--”“I want to see my baby,” Diana repeated, louder.“Diana...” Ellen tried to soothe. “You don’t want her to grow up in prison, do you?”Diana laughed, shaking.