”“Why is that,” White boi purred.“Cause your ass is so phat.”“I didn’t know you were D.L.” Sean grinned and reached to rub Antonio’s...crotch.Antonio was bone hard. “Ooh la la,” cooed the sissy,Antonio went in for a kiss.Sean accepted. He also undid his neighbor’s belt and pants. He pulled out the stiff 8¾-inch dick through the slit of the faded red no-longer-form-fitting boxer briefs. Then.Suddenly.Sean pushed Antonio away. “It’s not right for us to be doing this,” he clasped his hands over his. A big part of me wanted tosee him, but another part was still upset because he had dumped me,even though it was my own fault, as I'd realized later. But I stillfelt hurt by his rejection. I looked at Mandy and smoothed a thumbacross her furrowed brow. I gently kissed her. "Okay, love," I said. She smiled one of her infectious smiles that could never help but bereturned."It'll be okay, babe, I promise," she purred before kissing me again."It'll always be okay if we're together, my love," I. I could hear muffled apologies, a whole stringof them. We all had a little laugh about it and I agreed to let Emily domy hair for me.It's not as if I was seriously going to refuse. Not for long. Since I'dbecome her sister, I"d dressed like all kinds of crazy characters, likestorybook Alice, like a shepherd girl-- a regular Little Bo Poop-- forher various paintings. She was forever talking me into costumes sherented from this big kitschy pop culture store downtown. God, I had noresistance. "Don't worry, my dear," soothed Dodds, "you'll find that the girdle will keep it in place." With some effort, and some extra talcum powder, "Flora" slid the girdle on and closed the side zipper. As promised, the tight girdle held the dildo in, although loosely. The heavy weight of the solid metal dildo kept it sliding out, but the first step taken in the tight-fitting garment would send it slithering back in. "Flora" found the effect very erotic. The next item in the pile was a pink.