I also gained two auditors: two graduate students one in paleontology, the other aiming for medical school and parasitology, who wanted to he “anoth...r slant” on things. I announced office hours. One over-mascara-ed lass appeared, noted that another desk was occupied and vanished. I think she was among those who dropped the course.February passed with me covering the basics of evolution, including anecdotes of Darwin in Argentina and, months later, in the Andes. I talked at length about. Hopefully, this blog will convince you all that the reality of a sissy is better than the fantasy.Please add your comments to this blog. There needs to be more discussion around sissy matters, and I'd like to know if this blog is making for interesting reading.What is a sissy? Let's define what a sissy is, by defining what a sissy is not.The world has men in it; sissies are not men. They are not physically equipped to be men. The male hormone testosterone that courses through a real man's body. Five minutes later I came down and sat on the sofa next to Frank, we were talking of usual bullshit when he asked if I was active “Yes I’ve shagged a girl at school” I didn’t tell him of fucking mum. Then he suddenly stood up in front of me and said “I’ve got something for you” he undid his jeans and pushed them down to above his knees.As he stood in front of me his bulge was small in his blue underpants, “Touch it” he said, I put my hand out and rubbed him, his hands on his hips. Then he. "What the heck? I gottawork out some more." He pulled the garment down and instead lifted itover his head and slipped it down around his body. It fell just belowhis knees. "That's better" he thought. He did a little twirl andrelished the air flowing underneath and between his legs.Jessie once again looked in the mirror and beheld something verystrange. It was him, but he looked different. Something was not as itshould be. He was trying to figure it out when he noticed that his brastraps were.