But when push comes to shove, I am a dud in the sack.As we had been having sex more often this problem started to bug me even more. I even started to ...onder if I should just let her have a lover to take care of her needs in bed. I would generally laugh at those thoughts as my wife was very conservative and would never agree, not to mention there is a huge difference between being disappointed in your own sexual prowess and letting another man pleasure your wife. But as our anniversary. It was Evangeline Pierson.The distinct sound of her high heels practically preceded her as shestepped in with an inquisitive stare. She began to circle around himslowly as he blushed under the taller woman's gaze."Ethel is in the kitchen, setting up for your first cooking lesson,"Evangeline remarked. "I expect you to be very receptive to herinstructions. If you are not, I will take over for all of yourlessons, and believe me...you do NOT want that, B. Just ask PrototypeA."B tilted his head to. It damn near knocked me over. She was several inches taller than I was, and had to outweigh me by easily a hundred pounds. Just that big ass of hers alone must weigh nearly as much as I did. But I felt no pain. In fact, I was gawking in open admiration at her bouncing breasts as she laughed. Her blouse was a bit tight, too."So, what do you think? Should I buy the damn jeans?" Oh yes, definitely. They fit you like a... I mean, they show off your figure to perfection." You admire a classically. You may be able to hide youremotions from the monitors in the cloud, but you can't hide them fromme, Charlee. I know you were ashamed of me and having to visit thesissy store. But that's okay," she whispered into my ear, "allsissies are ashamed at first. I'm ashamed even now. It's part ofbeing a sissy. The shame comes from knowing that, deep down inside,what you really are is Sissy."I looked at her sharply. This was not the case. I'm a man! My firstreaction was to storm out of the store or.