3...you are becoming aware ofyour surroundings...2...you are opening your eyes...1.. and you are awake.Wow that was some dream. It tells me a lot." t...e psychiatrist said."Uh huh" It tells me your entire story. You always knew you were different fromthe other boys. But, you tried to fit in. You thought the best way tofit in and prove you was just as much of a boy as everyone else was to begood in sports. But you weren't really happy and when you became ateenager you knew you liked boys. When he had inquired as to why she was walking in such a manner, Angilee, caught off guard and on the spur of the moment, had related that she had been gardening yesterday evening and fallen back on a garden rake. The story sounded fishy, even to Angilee as she was telling it and she could tell it was not very convincing for Terry either. His eyes had held suspicion for a moment but then the moment passed and they were talking of other things. Yet, Angilee chided herself for not having a better. I welcome her at the door. Sheis wearing a ribbed white shell, black wool A-line skirt and blackpatent mid-heel pumps with peek-a-boo toes. She stares at me for asecond, then greets me with a peck on the cheek and gives my ass asqueeze. "You look adorable, Susie." I ask her what if she would like adrink. "Yes, a bloody." I head off into the kitchen.I hear Linda come out of the bedroom while I work. The women greet eachother as I finish making Monica's drink. I bring it to her and look atLinda.. These were thepeople who had helped ease me into my sexual adventure, and it seemedappropriate that they would be the ones who would help me continue in myjourney to becoming a sissy sex slave.And so I find myself two days later safe in my own home, but with my mindstill reeling from the events of the past weekend. My newly shaved andpierced body certainly kept drawing my mind back to the erotic fantasythat had so suddenly bloomed into life.I collapsed in my bed and was treated to another.