It wasn't lost on me that I was slipping back into myboy and his fetishes routine. Sure, it was silly and immature and I hadso many more mature things...to think about than prancing and waving mycigarette in front of the mirror, but what can I say? Sissy boys will besissy boys. That's right, I said it. I'm a sissy boy in the body of awoman. That thought stopped me in my tracks but did nothing to sooth myaching phantom erection.How weird, I thought. I'm a sissy boy trapped in the body of a. Then, just as quickly as she arrived, she turned off the water and vacated the shower area, leaving him panting at what he had just witnessed. He had hoped it would be good, but instead it was excellent. He spent the next hour in his closet, but no more girls entered much to his dismay. After returning late the next night from a study session at the library, Keith went straight to the closet and assumed his position. What he saw surpassed even his wildest dreams. There right in front of him was. I stood before her in my jeans and T-shirt, slowly stroking myself. She peeped over the top of her shades. "Good moring, sir. And how are we feeling today? Perky already by the looks of it!" Fine, thanks. You?" Good, thanks, though I need to get some sun." Well, we also need to get some food supplies pronto, if we're not going to starve to death in this garret. I'm going to take the vaporetto to the Rialto Market. It's always a good idea to get there early for the best fruit and veg."The shades. We got three squads of 14 men and women, mostly combat vets, some farmers and ranchers. We all got into fatigues and combat boots, Alice packs, helmets and weapons. Half with shotguns, half with M-16s. All those spotting lasers from the shotguns looked positively intimidating. I also was packing an S&W .357 in a belly holster. Fuck, if Patton could carry, I could too.Itty-bitty little Jackie went Cro-Magnon on me. She was packing an M79 grenade launcher and a 20-round ammo vest. I think she was.