When my taxi stopped in front of Chez Omer one of the young men outside immediately stepped forward and opened the door. He greeted me and asked if I ...as meeting someone. I said yes and he said, "Would that be a Lieutenant Kenneth Franklin, United States Navy?"I had paid little attention to the "valet," but taken aback by the question I quickly turned to look into the face of the tall, handsome young man in khaki slacks, white shirt and blue blazer who flashed a dazzling broad smile at me."Oh. “Does he like to be tickled?” you say and “Holy fuck fuck fuck!” I think as you pull back the hood and ever so lightly rub your finger over the tip of me. I let out a deep moan now and spread my legs wider for you as your eyes remained fixed on your new friend. “I bet he likes kisses too!” you add gently, your voice tailing off. I think I might cum there and then but I don’t want to, not yet. “Yes” I manage but it doesn’t sound like me anymore. I feel your breath ‘cool by comparison’ on me just. BICURIOUS WANNABE SISSY:Not yet a sissy, you fantasize about being a faggot fairy princess while you jerk off in your wife’s stolen panties and fuck yourself with her dildo. You are such a sad little Secret Sissy, hiding in the closet all alone with your cockcraving desires…you know your destiny is to be a sissy cumdumpster, darling. Might as well call me and get started.TINY-CLITTY SISSY FAGGOT:Awww, it’s so cute! Poor widdle wee-willied wankers like you are pretty much doomed to be sissies. Parents, siblings, all of us. She didn’t mention pets though so we might have to find someone to look after Oscar and Dawn for the summer.”“Are you SERIOUS!” she shrieked excitedly. “You’re not joking, are you? I’ll never forgive you if you’re joking!”“I’m not joking,” I told her. “I was going to look into getting a rental property for the summer and she told me not to bother, that there was plenty of room there.”After that, the conversation degenerated into excited babbling from her and.