“Now you open them and get dressed darling and I will wait in the living room for you”. I opened the packages and laid everything on the bed. I wa... shaking as I put on the suspender belt and stockings. Then the body suit which left my entire crutch open front and back. I put on the shoes and surprisingly I was able to walk in them. I went into the bathroom and put on the wig. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked just like those sissy boys in the videos we watched. “My God, if my work. On one particular night, not long ago, as I was seated across the booth from my wife, Emily stood at the side of our table, taking our drink orders, I scooted over and patted the cushioned seat next to me. I could see that Emily was tired. “Sit down,” I instructed. “I can’t,” Emily responded. “It’s against the rules.” “I know the owner,” I replied. “If they try to fire you, they will not only lose a customer, but quite possibly his insurance as well, since I am the business insurance agent.”. For whatever reason, i am so abrasive and nonchalant when it comes to expressing my emotions to another person. passion, art, fucking, fighting…all of those things i practice at a white hot level of fever. but love, no. my love is not giving or kind or non-judgmental or easy. in fact, this frightening love, the ‘fear of losing something that means everything’, i don’t understand. have i reduced my life to a pit of burden over it? not really, no. you see, i like my tea hot. i hate iced tea with. ”Miss Amour took my hand and together we walked to the elevator and went down to a late dinner.After dinner all of the women stayed to do the meet and great thing with me. Miss Amour stayed by my side and the women filed by and then returned to their rooms.As I fingered their pussies the women would tell me how they knew my parents, who they were, and what they did. Surprisingly I knew almost half of them, I just didn’t know how. There were bank clerks, storeowners, and politician’s wives.