The bathroom was empty so I took her in to show her. We heard footsteps coming, so we ducked into the handicapped stall and locked the door. We hear t...e door next to us open then close and the sound of a zipper. I peeked through the hole and saw the guy pissing. As his stream ended he started fondling his dick until it got hard. Your sister pushed me out of the way to take a look just as he pushed his hard dick through the hole. I whispered to her to take hold of it and help the guy out. She. "I smiled. "Maybe not. We'll see." Well, Carol, finally, here comes our lunch. A bottle of PouillyFuisse too? That seem about right? We can sip it while we eat,and afterwards too. There's lots more to tell. iii.I must say, the next two weeks were fun. As soon as Jerry got homefrom work I made him get into character -- in fact he had to getout of the car already behaving a little prim, and walk to thefront door with quick short steps, thighs together and his. I half expected Daddy or Mick to pop out of one of the doors and start ridiculing my hairless, childish body and pathetic excuse for manhood. We reached the safety of the bathroom without incident, though. I let out a sigh of relief and scampered to stand over the toilet, and received a smarting swat from Erica. "Really, Nellie, would a good little girl stand up to go wee-wee?" she taunted, laughing.I hurriedly sat down, blushing beet red, and attempted to finish my business as quickly as. They were ‘boy wives.’ I found that an interesting idea. Make the sissy as much like a woman as possible, but never stop reminding her that she is a boy. Tease her for it. Make her feel that incompleteness. Make her depend on you.While I do consider it to be greatly important to make a sissy wear the most womanly of clothes, there is also something appealing about making her dress like a tomboy. To make it so that when she does wear male clothes, she still does not look like a man. She looks.