That’s what diapers are for,” Nora would say, and Sissikins would have to pee standing in the middle of the aisle in the supermarket. The worst wa... if she had to shit and couldn’t hold it in. The smell would waft out around her, and people nearby would wrinkle up their noses and move quickly away, disgusted by the sissy-baby’s behavior. Nora would finally relent and drag Sissikins to the ladies room where she would make her get up on the fold-down changing table and lay down for a diaper. But you've got good posture. Walk over to the door and back, one foot in front of the other. OK. Take off your jacket and walk back. Nice, y'got a good pair a'jugs and a great ass. We'll get some pictures made. Go on through there." He pointed and got back on the phone.Marcie, surprised by his crude langue, hesitated and then did as she had been told. After all, she decided, it might be an interesting experience and she had nothing better to do. She lifted her chin and took a deep breath.Hot. Not just a peck though, a full on French kiss. She tangled her tongue with mine especially, delving into every corner of my mouth. Of course, that called for reciprocation on my part and I delved into the interior of her luscious lips and filled her mouth with my tongue. We kissed like that for about 10 minutes until I had to come up for air. Fran had been watching this display and started to rub Gracie’s boobs through her dress. Gracie turned to Fran and gave her the same treatment with. Get on your knees.”I’m happy to obey. I slide out of the chair and kneel before him, looking up, his piercing blue eyes staring intently into mine. I run the palm of my right hand over the back of his left calf, my fingers fanning out as I cup it gently. I’m careful not to apply too much pressure, I want him to feel the agony I’ve felt for the last thirteen years.The pads of my fingertips dance over the thin fabric of his dress pants, neither of us taking our eyes off the other. I slide my hand.