And I was drinking it at the end. During that month, she gave me another present. It was plastic boobs so I can simulate a breast.One evening, she ask...d me if I wanted to be a real sissy. I told her that I was one. She said that I was indeed a sissy but not a real one. To become a real sissy, you must taste and receive an alpha male dick. I told her that was way above me. It was something to get fucked in the ass with a strapon but at least it was a girl. But to suck and be fuck by a man was. I’ll point out that you’re on your way to a nunnery and getting out of my ‘den of iniquity’!”Michelle smiled, blushed, and said the most risqué thing she’d ever uttered.“But your ‘den of iniquity’ was so much fun! And it’s so tempting! After all, where ELSE could I have gone to get what I wanted?”I smiled, walked over and took her hand.“That’s in the past now. It was beautiful and good and right. But now, your mind needs to focus on spiritual matters.”She stood, and came to stand very close to. ‘I… I want to tell you something, Ali.’ ‘Uhhh… Okay. Shoot.’ ‘Okay, uh… Don’t… Don’t be freaked out by this, but…’ ‘What?’ I said, my interest rising. ‘This… This is the first date I’ve ever been on,’ he said. I looked at him, not saying anything. My first thought was that he was lying. He was too handsome and polite for this to be his first date, and he pulled that night off so well, I assumed he’d been on lots of dates before. ‘Oh,’ I said. ‘Yeah. So I just wanted to say…thank you. I. . Now get that lazy ass up and go get me a coke, then you can fucking well show me your bedroom, cause you’re goanna give me an even better head job than last time ... and that’ll be just for starters!”“Now let’s see if you really meant with that little speech downstairs” Kevin Smith told Catherine as his hands flexed his leather belt when sprawling contentedly upon Catherine’s bed, after with trembling hands and having nervously handed the brutal youth a can of coke, the partially dressed.