The hard part would be keeping my hands off of her under even the most nonsexual of circumstances.During the cab ride I rubbed her bare thighs, kissed...her and ran my hand up her dress. I think she was nervous about the idea of sex in public places, but I was in no mood to negotiate. By the time we reached her block my fingers were squeezed into her panties, finding moist, musky cunt - something the cabby could probably smell.We got into her apartment, I held her, kissed her and said," You know. After graduation ceremonies were over, his parents were taking him out to his favorite restaurant, along with his girlfrien and his younger sister, to celebrate.Everyone was having a great time. Conversations buzzed all around the car over the almost muted classic rock station on the radio. Jack was on top of the world...That all changed in a heartbeat.The last things that Jack remembered for a very long time were headlights shinong into their windshield, his dad cursing as he jerked the wheel,. I had free rein to create anyoutlandish makeup or bizarre ensemble, using their bodies as a canvas toshowcase extreme modes of faux femininity. The Sissy was not now, andwas not to be, a woman. And the Sissy was not now, and was not to be, aman. The Sissy came to Mistress Melissa to be prepared for a life ofridicule and shame.These men (?), deep inside themselves, knew that they were not worthy tobe man or woman. But to achieve the feelings of hmiliation they desired,the most efficacious method. Since we had gotten there, I hadn't looked much to see what the weather was going to be like other than when we first got there, knowing there were a couple of storms back to back. When we were eating dinner, we had noticed that we were definitely snowed in by a nasty blizzard. Made me glad we found this place when we did, or we'd have been riding it out somewhere in the truck, something I'd done before, but not the most fun. I grabbed my iPad and started checking the weather, Lisa looked at.