Allof the major talk shows wanted to interview me and my soundbites floodedthe internet. To the fellow conservatives, I had been know as the saviorfr...m the sissies. Every one wanted to meet me or shake my hand, and itonly fueled my arrogance.Finally I set about on a circuit through the 'sissy territory' to addressmy stance of how the LGTB was nothing more than a plague to America.Every one of my speeches were packed with people from all around thecountry to hear what I had to say. It was. When I checked the messages, she was still online. I messagedMe: Sorry dear, had no choice.She: Keep your sorry with you. I don’t need your sorry.Me: Don’t tell like that dear. Either I or Vishal could have attended the party.She: So you could have come, Vishal anyways keeps meeting me now and then.Me: I know you are closer to Vishal and hence didn’t want to disturb.She: Nothing like that. You both are equal to me.Me: Thank you very much, but I know you both.She: What do you know?Me: Leave it,. After 15 min suddenly her kid start crying she just got him up and just put her shirt up and i see two melons then she unhook her bra and her boobs just loosen and start juggling in air and she caught her left boob and push it to her kid and he start sucking his nipple and the milk start coming and the other one boob was also screaming and drops of milk coming on her tips after 15 min she lay her kid on her knees and her both boobs moving here and there and at that time her Ass is also stunned. She grabbed a small salad from the refrigerator and turned to hand it to me. “You look so great. I feel under dressed.” She walked over and handed the salad to me, kissed my cheek and motioned for me to go. “You do look good!”she said as I headed out of the kitchen. “Thanks and for the record I like your dress. I will take you shopping for clothes in the morning. I did however, put something out for you on the bed. Special for you!” I smiled at her. I had laid a teddy I had bought for the ‘X’,.