I wore my hair long in those days, and my curls stayed blond from the hours I spent surfing.I have had a pantyhose fetish as long I can remember. Some...of my first memories are of crawling on the floor, touching ladies hosed feet and loving it. I probably put my first pair on at five, and put on my first dress when I was seven. Playing Thisbe in junior high was a great thrill. Getting to go into the girls dressing room to put on my tights and get made up was fucking hot, and each Halloween I. . I'm, uh, Mr. Collins and my daughter isn't feeling very good..." I said into the phone with sort of a deep serious voice, frowning and waving my hand at Jules as she stifled a giggle, " ... Right. Yeah, uh ... Julie Collins. She's in seventh grade and ... Uh, okay. Thank you. Bye." Did they believe you?" she asked, practically jumping up and down, yanking on my shoulders and making me grin."I think so," I said. "I hope so! Man! We could get in so much trouble, Jules." No way!" She stuck her. But I want to experience what every Sissy experiences at the handsof a demanding Mistress. That is part of the thrill and the horror ofbeing a Sissy. I will no longer be a man or a woman. I will be an abjectSissy and you will be my benevolent, but stern, Mistress. While you learnhow to be a Dominatrix, I have to learn how to be a Sissy. No matter thepain or the humiliation." OK, as agreed, this arrangement is for the period of one month. Unless,I, as the Dominatrix, want to extend your. We stayed out there for several more dances, the final one was slow dance and he engineered me to a darker corner on the dance floor, where he was feeling me up rubbing my nylon thighs under my dress as we danced. In the end we were grinding each other with me holding his ass while I drove my hot dripping pussy against his large cock. We kissed at the end of the dance, then he whispered we should go outside and get some air. I grabbed my purse and put my heels on, he didn't know it yet but we.