'Look at you now sissy, a simpering panty wearing sissy maid.' Oh how she revelled in her revenge, oh how she delighted in humiliating the sissy.As sh... followed the sissy into the kitchen, she laughed as she saw his punishment cane. At the thought of the thrashing Samantha would soon inflict on the sissy she experienced her familiar sadistic sexual arousal. The gusset of her nylon panties grew damp, as she remembered that only two days before she had thrashed the sissy for breaking a saucer.. I followed her, but she stopped short of the washroom. ‘it’s in there’ I glanced in and saw the poor dead mouse on the floor. Jen was hovering over my shoulder and squirming at the sight of the mouse. She held the towel so tight in one hand that it opened at the bottom a bit, only glancing back did I happen upon a quick peak into the towel. ‘I got out of the shower and there it was…’ She was still hiding behind me as if the mouse would somehow attack her. I picked up the trap with the mouse. "I don't believe it. You look sensational. Pattie, younever told me that your uncle was a TV. It's amazing." I'm sorry. I was sworn to secrecy. You realise what it would mean if itbecame known that the good doctor Burnley was a transvestite. We had tobe sure of you before we let you see," Pattie explained."You approve?" I asked in my kittenish voice."I'll say," he said. "I shall have to go and change myself now. I feelcompletely out of place with two gorgeous women." Good idea," Pattie said,. Nothing like what I enjoyed Saturday. I just can’t get into rap and that other stuff she wants to listen to.”Tommy and I have had this discussion before. I was wrong when I figured his big ol’ country white boy self would be all into modern country or rock or something. I found instead that he’s got eclectic tastes and when he strays off into a genre, I can find reason to like it.“Baby,” he says, “I’ve offered you my apartment.”“Baby,” I said back, with just a little emphasis to make sure he.