He talked very openly about what he liked and didn’t and how long he had been doing things. He even walked me over to look at the outhouse. I was su...prised he could stay in there as long as he did, it was anything but pleasant. There was a lot of graffiti and notes and drawings though which added a certain feel to it. He also said how a lot of guys he knew would love to get their hands on me. At the time, I felt anything but attractive so it surprised me and I thought he was just being polite.. It was only one guy at a time, and maybe only one or two different ones each year. I don't know if they ended up dumping her or vice-versa. I really didn't care. At least she had the decency to never bring them to the house.I never had any interest in other women. I did get hit on a few times over the years, but I just laughed it off. I was sure they would have been disappointed if I had responded to their flirting. It seemed like too much trouble to me.My daughter, Julie, was married to a. Sure.~“You okay?”~Yeah, I’m just kind of in disbelief that you’re real. I’ve not picked up any awkward or fake vibes at all from you tonight, and you’re not afraid to engage with telling me what you want.~“You make it pretty easy to tell you exactly what I want. Besides, I think you would figure it out before I even said it anyhow, so best to be open and honest, yeah? I’ve been looking for a genuinely submissive sissy for years now that has herself together and isn’t some pushover or leech. "Mike, I just love this song. It's one of my all time favorites."Fortunately, he took the cue and asked me if I'd like to dance. Iquickly agreed. He held my hand as we made our way to the dance floorand I realized I had never danced as a woman before. My right handmet his left and he slipped his right hand around my waist. I'vealways enjoyed dancing so I just closed my eyes and followed hislead. Surprisingly, I felt more at ease on the dance floor than I didall evening. I wasn't sure if it was.