After whipping up some breakfast, he settled in to do exactly that. A World War II marathon on the History Channel kept him engrossed - the perfect st...rt to a lazy vacation. Once or twice, he heard odd thumps from outside, but assumed it was Billy working on something and did a fair job of ignoring it. He'd been young once, and wasn't one to complain.Upon returning from the bathroom during a commercial break, a different sound caught his attention. He stepped toward the window, having heard. "No it doesn't my pretty sissy you have plenty to eat for a sissy yoursize. It means my sweet Lobelia has started its menstrual cycle, isn'tthat wonderful your first period, puberty has arrived at long last for mysissy." as I got wrapped lovingly in her arms.I wanted to say I had gone through puberty a long time ago, you've alsomilked my peepee dry remember, but thought better of it knowing how Ifelt and any excuse for either to use her clothes brush on me, so silenceagain prevailed.In a flash. ., I'm sorry, Patricia. I didn'tmean it that way." SNAP!!" SNAP!!"The pain seemed unbearable, but I didn't speak up. I didn't cry,although tears flowed from my eyes which, with my face pressed againstthe table, were hidden from Jeri. Odd as my situation seemed, I vowed toaccept the pain like a man. I wanted, I desperately needed, to show thepretty nurse that I was male, to convince her that despite my appearanceI was a tough man able to take pain with impunity. My mind visualized the situation:. And then next time I call, I want you to narrate it on the phone with every minute detail you get it?Me: ok fine.Hubby: Love youSo as my hubby requested I wrote down the sex story in detail and waited for his call to narrate it. I didn’t have to wait too long, he called on Monday. This is how I narrated the story:Surinder, or Suri as I call him, decided that we should have sex in my room since he lived in a one-bedroom PG and the owner was strict about not bringing women there unless it is your.