I could hear what sounded like whispering from the bathroom. The lights were all off and even we spirits have problems with seeing in the dark. I knew...my kinky husband liked to fumble about in the dark and act like a stranger but it didn't seem like this was one of those scenarios.Both Mary, my younger sister, and Rose, her sexy daughter born out of wedlock, had departed much earlier and I wondered who that scoundrel Harry could be whispering to in the middle of the night.The bathroom door. Repeated reading of this and the subsequent entries will deepen and clarify your sissy state of mind: once you have freed yourself from thoughts of masculinity, you will be left with only the desire to please real men, and a deep sense of fulfilment when you do.In the next entry, there will be answers to questions from sissies.And in a later entry, there will be something for alpha men who wonder if a sissy is the gurl for them, and maybe fantasise about them. Hopefully, this blog will convince. I heard his footstep as he moved away from the door. Again, I turned back, and stared at my husband. His face was now hidden under the covers.In a daze, I opened the door and went out.Father-in-law was standing at his door waiting for me. He smiled and gestured to come to his room and he went inside. I closed my bedroom's door gently, crossed the open courtyard to his room.I pushed the curtains and looked inside. Father-in-law was sprawled on his bed, stark naked, playing with his dick. His. I've played worse and you know it!" True...have fun Lexi !"I waved on my way out the door. The bells jingled as it closed and I skipped down the block. It was dark outside by then and I knew my brother would be getting worried,'Serves him right!' I thought as I went down the stairs to the sub.Getting there had been fine. I had a seat next to a nice tall lady, who I was sure would protect me if anything bad happened.But the subway was nearly empty now. At first I thought that when I got on, more.