I would usually pick her up from her shift at the club at around 3am Sunday mornings, but I had arranged to work this particular Sunday and said she w...uld have to find her own way home and try not to wake me up. I had an early'ish Saturday night but around midnight, Emma calls me saying she's going to get a lift home with one of her friends. "Ok cool". Then soon after she calls again saying her friend doesn't want to drive to my place and then all the way home and can she stay... "Yeh sure, but. ...I can assist you, but...if you don't mind my asking, why?Why are you, well... why are you dressed like this?"Blushing and finding it impossible to look her in the eye I sighed, "Ican't help it ma'am, I am a sissy." That last word seemed to stick inmy throat but I had to say it. "I am married to the most wonderfulwoman in the world and she is helping me understand myself, I thrive onobedience to her, well to all women. I want to pick out a summer pursefor her. I also need to get a purse. He said when your done you will love the taste of piss and cum and will crave it. I said I dont know about that but I am hungry and thirst for real food please. He said ok bitch and told his wife to make me a sandwich. she put a piece of bread in a bowl on the floor and covered it with a ungodly amount of mayonnaise she ordered me to get on my hands and knees. She said you better eat it all with no hands and lick the bowl clean. So I did it, it was discusting all I could taste was mayonnaise. Then one day, out of the blue, my wife had said that she had found someone else to spend the rest of her life with. With all the traveling for my job, I could not see the forest for the trees, and did not realize that the relationship we shared for almost 30 years was no more. The split was amicable and to get on with my life I moved to another state, still close enough to be near my kids. There were short term relationships, but nothing that came close to the passion that I shared first with.