”“We’ll figure out what the best thing is to do,” Jake said. “Let me take a look at your brain. Maybe I can figure out why you’ve suddenly...become a telepath.”Jake looked at the mind-reading section of her prefrontal cortex. It looked just like the other mind readers. He followed the input nerves back toward the occipital and parietal lobes. They weren’t particularly efficient, but they did manage to propagate a signal along their entire length, if weakly and with some degradation. He looked at. Now, let’s look at a sissy. Again, this is from my perspective; yours may be different.As a sissy, I realize that my role is to serve and satisfy others. My preference is well hung men or women with large strapons. I crave degradation. I want to be seen and treated as a nasty slut.A night with me will meet all of your expectations. I will prep and primp and dress like a hot little bitch for you. I want to arouse your deepest desires when I meet you out at the bar. My goal for the night is to. ”Andrée crawled over to where Daniel was sitting and put her arm around him. He melted into her touch. It felt right. “Don’t let Mr. Radical here scare you. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”“That’s what I tell all my lovers,” said Luc. “And yet...”“Shut up!” Andrée threw something balled-up at Luc. A tissue, maybe – no, it was her panties. Mystery solved. (But shouldn’t she have been wearing them?)“I know you just got in this because you think Algerian girls are hot,” said Luc.. I was drifting away with the moment when I felt him shift backwards a little, his hands started to rove onto my bum occasionally and I just let him get away it. It was`nt too long before my bum was the centre of attention, fingers kneeding my cheeks and hands moving down to my upper thighs and back, he added some more oil and I noticed that fingers kept tracing down my crack untill eventually his fingers grazed my bum hole, I squirmed a little as it felt really nice, the next time he went near.