He was longer but slimmer than Ethan. Gripping it in my hand, I slowly began stroking his long member. I was sure I was going to enjoy him a lot, he w...uld feel wonderful inside me. Just like Mona said it had felt in her.His hands moved away from my pussy. Taking me by the hand he led me down a short hallway to his bedroom. Standing by the edge of the bed, I said, "please Jon Paul, allow me to undress you, smiling he turned to face me.Slowly I unbuttoned his shirt sliding it off over his. "Sorry dude," I wrote, "I think that you'vegot the wrong guy." I didn't move for a full minute, waiting for thereply.Nothing happened. I took a deep sigh of relief and got into my car.That was close.As you might have guessed, I am a sissy, or at least I am on theweekends. I usually go home and get all dolled up for a weekend of sissyfun. And yes, I frequently get a little drunk and start taking pictures,which I do post to my Fetlife profile.I'm always careful not to show my face in these. And some of these girls were knockouts.The first three weeks were nothing short of exhausting. Everyone had to audition. From the auditions, Oppenheim would cast all the shows on a complicated chart he had. I sat beside him through the auditions writing down his casting choices. By the end of the first week, all the shows had been cast and scripts were handed out. Rehearsals for the first show started the next week. After two weeks, rehearsals for the second show commenced. I noticed he had. Casually, he leaned against the sink, while Lola seemed to be looking for something to throw at him. The wash cloth went flying past his head and landed with a splat in the sink. And then Lola stood up and started to get out of the tub."I don't have to sit here and listen to your insults. Pick some other time to make an ass of yourself, not when I'm trying to take a bath!" So you don't think you have to listen to me?" Andy's voice was belligerent. Clearly, he was thinking that some other man.