The faster we have the kit, the sooner you can be under the dryerlike any effeminate sissy."I loved the story of Judy's husband. I wasn't the only man...controlled bywomen to the point of lipstick and perms. That thought gave me someconfidence that I could reach my hidden desire to be a Sissy. Not that itwouldn't be painful and humiliating but I now knew that I wasn't alone inmy unmanly need to stop being a man and to become a hybrid, asexual,painted strumpet with a useless male. Pulling the bag completely off I fitted the leather pads of a blindfold overher eyes, strapped it tightly behind her head and relaxed for a minute - shewas not going anywhere Rolling her over let me fit ear plugs before pulling a heavy rubber swimcap over her head and tucking in her shoulder length blonde hair; the chinstrap fastened under her left ear. Using a roll of wide surgical tape I ranit across her mouth and around her head. Three turns and the gag was held firmlyin place. Hollow stiff. After the birth of her daughter last year, she had cooled on Darren, her long time beau. She'd told herself that if she gave it a few months, then those old feelings would return, she certainly hoped that would be the truth.Wandering around the dimly lit sound stage she sang old musical songs to herself, the feelings of hope in them cheered up for melancholy mood. As she rounded a corner she found a puppet left lying on a crate. It was Walter, the 'star' of the movie, the ever cheerful boy who. In addition, he had staked out our “pre-assigned sitting areas”. So after I arrived I was to sit on a couch that had chairs next to it so that I could give somebody an opportunity to come and sit near me if they would like. After I had gotten there, I decided to order a glass of wine since I definitely needed a drink to calm my nerves and give me some courage for the night ahead. About 5 minutes later, I noticed that my husband had arrived. Per the plan, my husband sat far away from me back.