As tears started to fall from her eyes she weakly hit him in the chest with her fists. "I was so scared my love," she started her face still buried in...his chest. "I felt for you everywhere but it was like you had disappeared! Please my love, don't leave me again whatever is wrong we can overcome." I know this now Hopix, I felt what you did on the Trembly world, and you never do anything half way. You always put all you are into it. Your love is far more powerful than any power that I will ever. Here I was about to lead a side to my life that I'd always thoughtwould never be revealed. I am a submissive sissy whose fantasies runswild with images of controlled sissy sluts, into everything that makesme feel more feminine. The internet had helped me explore. In adifferent age I would have lived alone. Hopefully this was going to bebetter.At a quarter to eight I'm ready to give it up as I think she's notgoing to show. There are still people leaving the station buteverything is slowing down. I sat next to her and put my hand on her leg. "Are you wearing nylons," I asked? It was pantyhose, not really my choice. She asked what I was wearing and put her hand on my leather skirt. I got up and asked if she wanted to see it. She wanted, she said, laughing.I opened my skirt and took it off, got hot at the same time and felt that my lips were already slightly damp. Her answer was enormous and asked me where I bought it. Her eyes kept looking at my legs. I said I had a surprise for her. In. ”Kim chuckled.“I promise I’ll be good.”“Good,” I replied, “is all relative.”Kim stepped in closer to where I stood stoic and unmovable, pressing her hot little body against me, dropping hold of my hand, and feeling for my manhood.Damn.I took Kim by her hand and silently pulled her out the door, across the hall, and into my apartment. As soon as I closed and latched the door, I pinned her against it holding on to her hands.“Just between us,” I said, as I looked into her oval eyes.She bit down on.