I was so horny and wanted to fuck her immediately. I slowly circled my arms around her shoulders… She didn’t show any protest… I took it as a gr...en signal and placed my palm on her boobs gently… A weak moan escaped her lips and she slid towards me. I grabbed her boobs with both my palm and enjoying her melons. It was big soft and rigid like a dough. She started moaning steadily.Then we started kissing… It was my first eternal kiss and we were in an urge to relieve ourselves. I saw the nigga. "I, er, I don't have a husband. I'mstraight." So, you're just a sissy?"He ignored me. "Would you like sugar in your tea?"I moved closer to him. He involuntarily took a step back. I held hischin and brought his face up for eye contact. "Answer the questionsissy," I said sternly.His lips were quivering with fear. I could spot a touch of lip gloss onthem. "Please, you must leave miss," he whispered.I slapped him.He started sobbing. "Yes I'm a sissy. My girlfriend keeps me like this.I'm her sissy. You might like to read that first.We have been active on a bi-sexual dating site for some time but without success despite around two messages a day from prospective girls. Some were automated messages, some obviously hadn't read our profile and many just couldn't string a sentence together. All a turn off for us. However that changed last week.We received a message from a likely lady, Sandy. Sue gave Sandy her Email address to chat and swap pics.We had previously agreed that all chat etc was. ‘Men are men and women are women. The whole idea of allowing men in a women’s room is stupid beyond belief.’Beca stood up and slapped me as hard as she could. And it hurt. I was trying to blink the tears out of my eyes when she gathered her bag and stormed off. I don’t get it. I just don’t understand.Then Rachel and Joan stood up and I kind of cringed away for fear they were going to hit me, too. ‘You need to fix this,’ Rachel said. ‘Fix it or you’ll be sitting by yourself at this table.’ It.