He was called every name in the book from then on but that was just where he lived the sissys wanted more people outside the neighborhood to know him ...o they started taking john to other parts of the area and let people see him they made him say hello to people and say hi my name is john macdonald and i was a man but now i am a gay homosexual sissy crossdresser sometimes the girls would lift johns skirt to show people waht he had.john had never been to a glory hole so the girls took him to one. I held back and dosed of to sleep. In the middle of the night I felt her hand on my stomach rubbing it in a circular motion. I would feel a rise in altitude of my penis. I could feel it push out of my loose pants. But nothing else happened.The next night I wanted to know whether it would happen again. So I slept on her lap again and this time the same feeling was aroused. Late into the night she started circulating her finger across my stomach. She moved her hand a bit further and touches my. Maxine slowly eased off and got on her feet. My hand slid up her thighs once more , hiking her skirt up to her waist. I crouched over slightly and lifted her into the air. She screamed out in laughter and wasted no time wrapping her legs around my waist. I carried her over to the fridge and pressed her up against its door, simultaneously reaching for my cock with one hand while holding her with the other. She moaned loudly as I rubbed my throbbing cock along her moist entrance, teasing her. I. She was very, very tired.Sure, the guilty part of her wanted to wake up Macy right then and there to shake and beg her for forgiveness for the horrible thing she'd done, but it was honestly just a small part of her. The rest of her just wanted to be left alone to sit in the dark of the living room thinking about nothing, doing nothing and, most of all, feeling nothing. She didn't want to contemplate her sin, the effects it might and should have on her relationship with Macy or her friendship.