In fact, Crystal had ensured that she pressed her rounded breasts more firmly against Philip's chest when they hugged than she'd ever done in the past... As Philip and Mary stood there waving goodbye, Philip was eager for the hours and days to pass until Crystal might contact them with some news that they'd never heard before. Only time would tell and Philip knew he would be very impatient to hear of a new development in their lives.That night as he lay awake in bed thinking over the last few. They measured the distance from the top of the tube to my pussy, then had me step back. One woman went to the wall and selected a particular blunt ended spear. At least, that was first reaction. It was stubby, not anything like what a real spear might be like and it was blunted on one end with a longish rounded shape. It was put into the tube on the platform and it suddenly became clear to me what this process was. I was moved back to the blocks on either side of the tube. They indicated for me. We stayed up, and we talked, and we hugged. I held back and held back and held back, until I actually started to feel dizzy. We hadn't held each other like this since my confession, and I was going insane just keeping myself from crying. Because I knew then that I could never have him. Ever.He'd explained to me that he was going to go all the way; take hormones, have voice lessons, electrolysis, the whole lot. He was, he said, going to have surgery.For a moment I'd entertained some brief hope. If you want to figuratively emasculate and humiliate a man,I am the sissy for you."It seemed simple enough. At first, I got several responses from men whowanted to fuck me. I wanted a woman though - I needed someone to teachme to be feminine. I simply wasn't interested in men. Then I got themessage:"Dear Sissy,You may come by my house to audition for the part of my personal servant.I will expect you to be at my door without a stitch of male clothing. Iwant you in high heels and a.