See, we live out in the Bible Belt, a little place called Vernonberg. Everything you’re imagining, that’s it. I live in a town of about 200 people... and all of ‘em cram into the same Church every Sunday. My sister is the head of the chastity club, which every boy in town probably thinks is a complete waste, because she’s easily the hottest girl in the state.I’d never thought of her in a sexual light before though. She was just my older sister — a bit of a pain at time, useful at other times.. "You don't look old enough to have grown-up kids," she said, raising her eyebrows slightly.Laughing, I thanked her for the compliment and told her I was already over fifty as her husband pulled into the driveway."We'll take it," he stated, shaking my hand. "Can we pick it up tomorrow afternoon?"As I was going to be home all week doing some house renovations, I explained they could come whenever suited them and gave him my cell phone number."Just text or call before you come," I instructed, "and. I met a few locals at the bar and started chatting/drinking while more and more people I knew filtered in but all night I kept watching these girls on the dance floor and waiting for my opportunity. Eventually I was standing next to the guy at the bar and I thought this might be my way in – so I said hello to him and started chatting. I asked him if one of the girls was his girlfriend and he said flat out “no I am gay”. I was a little startled but I started to stir downstairs and got very. "Guess what? No Bra for you today. But this lovely lavender, spaghettistrapped, flouncy ruffled chemise will give you just the right amount ofgirlish flow and swish around your chest. Plus it will feel so soft afterthe rigors of your vacuum treatment. Must keep the boys guessing, mustn'twe?"Now step into these white patent strapped MaryJanes with a cute demurekitten heel. Just the right touch for the blossoming Sissy of his dreams.With your hair in curlers and the blouse blowing in the breeze.