"I appreciate you're seeing me, um, Mistress Diablo," I said."It's Annie," she said, grinning. "Mistress Diablo is my working name."I nodded. "Well, a... I mentioned in my message, my husband is, well,transgendered. He refers to himself as a sissy."She smiled. "She should know," she said, and I reminded myself to usefeminine pronouns."I don't know what to do about it," I said."Why should you do anything? It isn't a disease. It's a condition. Anice one, I think. Most sissies are happy creatures."I. One day, after they had finished, he cleared his throat and said, "Hey, I want to ask you two something. I want to ask you out on a date. But... this is a little weird. I can't tell you two apart, and you're both so much fun together, I don't really want to. Would it be weird if I asked you both out for a pizza?"The girls looked at each other and smiled. All of the boys they had dated before had been a little freaked out by their interchangeability. But Keith seemed different. Maybe they could. Samuel didn’t really mind the sex, he rather enjoyed it actually. But, after six months, he was still getting used to the arrangement. As he approached the side street he meant to turn on, a young woman came jogging into view. The woman was a girl named Susan that Samuel had shared a lab table with in their high school chemistry class a few years before. As she neared him she stopped in surprise. “Sam?” “Hi Susie,” he said nervously, suddenly aware of his raging erection and also of how. I was shown a nipple clamp, nipple pump or some rope, all in front of the other people in the queue. At this point I was quite embarrassed, turned on but embarrassed, I was feeling quite hot in the store and wanted to take my coat off. However, I had a thin lace bra on and thought if I removed it, everyone would be able to see how turned on I was with my erect nipples showing through. He wanted the rope. Purple rope. Again I picked this up, I knew how much I loved being tied up, and cannot wait.