And makeup.And skirts and dresses and cute tops and anything that pretty girlswear. Know how I know that I am a submissive slut? Because I like tohelp...people cum. Dominant men, pretty women, and other sissies. I justdon't care. I love to help people cum and I don't even care if I cummyself. It makes me feel pretty to coax cum. Maybe that is how I endedup getting into what I got into. Which is being a phone sex operator.The perfect job for a sissy. So many upsides. First and foremost, thejob is. The boys finished up quickly and headed out for some street hockey, before it got too dark. I was nursing the last of my iced tea trying to get up the nerve to confront my wife. She was standing at the sink washing dishes as I rose from my chair."The next time you go to meet your lover, don't wear that red dress. You looked like a twenty dollar hooker going into that motel room."She never turned around and as I walked out the door, I could hear the crash of a china plate hitting the floor.I. Jennifer closes the door and goes back into her bedroom. She looks at herself in the mirror and a thrill runs down her spine. Why not? she tells herself. A few seconds later she begins searching in the second drawer of her dresser. Toward the back she finds the white bathing suit with the blue trim that she bought on a dare with her sorority sisters back in college. They told her to wear it during Spring Break but she never did. The fabric is transparent and sheer. She lets the towel drop and. The very idea is disgusting. She’d be soiled.”Timms hissed, and Roger wondered if he’d somehow offended the genie peddler. A moment later, Timms recovered and continued as if nothing happened. “As you say, Mr. Grainer. I’m merely trying to understand why a genie of her pedigree might commit suicide.”“You think she’s trying to kill herself? But ... but she’s pregnant.”“Ah, now that clears everything up.”“It does?”“Think, Mr. Grainer. To whom do immature animals look to for protection?”Flustered,.