She said that she knew that I was not like theother boys; she told me I was a sissy. I started to cry, but she cameover to me and hugged me. That is n...t the bad thing that others meanwhen they call you a sissy, the want to be mean, I want you for mysister. I think its cool and I want to make you into a real sissy, notwhat the others call you.I asked her what she meant. She pulled out the dictionary and read tome that a sissy was an effeminate boy. She told me that that was okwith her. She did. He couldnow feel her breasts ever so slightly touching his shoulder blades. Shepushed him forward and laid him on the pink satin-covered sofa. He had tobend face down because of her strong push. She then straddled him, sitting on his thighs. All the squishy touch ofthe various layers of shiny material would have made him woozy in anotheroccasion, on top of the feel of the round buttocks he had dreamed about,but he just felt frightened at that very moment; he was very surprised atthe girl's. If there had been any doubt that this was a creature of pure evil, then it has now been completely vanquished. The true face of this monster rose up out of it like the very fires of Hell. It's clothing turned to ash and it's demonic form reasserted its dominance over the usual camouflage. Five nearly had a fit having to cross herself repeatedly. I had to take over the operation of the video camera for a while. I could understand her reaction. There in the flesh was something the holy texts had. ..it didnt surprise me since she wasnt wearing a bra eather. we were still in front of her door, standing there naked. I stud behind her feeling up her big tits and her huge belly. i rubbed her pussy as she stroked my cock. Her pussy was hairy and very very very wet. My hole hand was coverd in pussy juice while i rubbed her clit and fingerd her pussy.I went down on my knees, still behind her. Her big ass right in front of my face. I grabbed those huge asscheeks and spread them apart...licking.