You wait for a bus for ages and then three come along at the same time. This has been the case with me in the past year. There are new developments in...my sissy life. Suddenly I have contact with anumber of dominant men who actually prefer out and out sissies totransvestites. It is almost as if having decided that my true nature is tobe a sissified mincing faggot that I am on a path and that there are morehelping hands than I realised.A few months ago, I was contacted on Twitter by one of these. He is really struggling with his work, so I have to help him a lot with is English. He is working on the rat eof ageing of ancient stone monuments in various parts of the world. This requires him to travel abroad often for months at a time.At first all of his work was conducted at “home” so we became close friends. One day he invited me to have dinner at his home. I was able to avoid accepting due to a prior arrangement. This became a weekly invitation and finally he wore me done so I. Fiona gobbled down my spunk like she always did licking it all from my cock as well, never wasting a drop.I spent the next couple of hours relaxing with the missus before she retired to bed at 9:30pm, she often went to bed early as she worked long hours and had a demanding job with lots of travelling involved. Just before 10pm I jumped in the car and set off to pick Alice up from work. It was only a two minute drive to the pub where she helped in the kitchen. I waited in the car park out the. Sensation is far more important than thought at this point, but his disapproval is clear and I subside.He stands up, and we walk into the house and up the stairs to our master bedroom together. The bedroom my husband and I share. The lights are not turned on, but the room is not completely dark. Silvery light comes from the windows on the outer wall and illuminates the bed, covers neatly folded at the foot, one of my duties this afternoon."Go lay down," he says. "On your stomach." I KNOW he is.