"The woman's face was ashen. She stammered, "H-h-how did youknow?"I smiled. I had both ladies' full attention."I'm a lifelong admirer of sissies, Mada.... Some say I havea gift for spotting sissies. But your son was an easyidentification. She's far too beautiful and feminine to bea genetic woman. She's spectacular!"The girl moaned in what appeared to be real pain as shelooked at her mother, then at me. Fear and humiliation werein her eyes. My heart went out to her."How long have you been dressing. ’ ‘Durr, you idiot, I was talking about him being a bit cute, in a rough and muscley way.’ ‘You’re the idiot, it’s muscular, not muscley. You’re supposed to studying for an English A-level!’ ‘I’d rather study Rob. In my A-level Art Life Drawing class.’ The girls dissolved into giggles and Sian allowed herself a wry smile, tamping down the snakes of doubt. She didn’t care, did she? ‘Drink, anyone?’ *** ‘Oh, bollocks,’ swore Sian as her tipsy fingers knocked the change off the bar. She steadied. All set?"I swallowed and nodded mutely.Aislyn took my arm. "Are you alright, sweetie?" I really wasn't prepared for this."She giggled. "Come on, let's dance."There were three couples on the dance floor, plus a group that looked like they were doing a kind of musical ménage à trois. Aislyn pulled me out and ground her body against mine. I tried to keep my attention on her, rather than the jiggling female flesh around me.She leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Will you loosen up? Relax. Have. Her eyes were bright an luminescent, her lips concealed the smallest curl of a smile, she studied Paul's face enjoying his tension. Satisfied that he could maintain an erection she next examined his testicles. They were large, round and heavy. "Have you masturbated recently?" He shook his head. "I don't feel comfortable masturbating." "Please turn around and lay across the exam table." Paul complied as she poured large amounts of the liquid into her glove and began to massage his anal.