" We both laughed at that, but I noticed something whenJamie said that, she was looking right at me. It kind of hit me at thatpoint, he was now my f...ther. I began to tear up again. Jamie got ahorrified look on her face, "Did I say something wrong Alexa?" sheasked. Jenny instantly knew what it was."I think that is the first time that some referred to daddy as herfather. But you know what? Its true," Jenny said as she pulled meclose. We let our friend go back to her daughter and husband. The sissy raised his gaze to meet that of his master for the first time in a long time. Then? he burst into tears. They were thick tears, wet and uncontrollable, more the tears of a small child with a scraped knee than an eighteen-year-old with fake tits about to lose his balls. They were music to his master’s ears, and the tall, powerful man found himself unable to resist the opportunity his sissy’s open mouth presented. Removing his long, throbbing, uncircumcised cock from its hot prison, he. The panties were especially effective, putting pressure on my erection (even though my dick is only three inches hard). Soon I began to associate being dressed that way under my street clothes with getting aroused. And on the nights she left me home, naked in bed except for those girly items to wear, it was even more effective. I was permitted to stroke myself but not to cum. That really added to the effectiveness of the conditioning.Then she got me wearing make-up while she dated. While I was. "Right, see you later", I called back. I walked home from school, and since Naomi walked to, and lived across from me, I thought it was wierd that I didn't see her on the way home. At three I walked over to her house. "Come in", she said from inside when I knocked. I walked in and saw her laying on the couch, her legs open. She was wearing a skirt and a pair of sky blue panties, and listening to a cd player. "Hey", she said, and turned the cd player off, but not changing position. "Uh, hi", I.