. girl whores... and that must be why we were born with our sissy bodies." Yeah, once I told myself the truth and didn't try to lie to myself, I wasn'... ashamed at all," Jill shares, "Men love my sissy body, and I should take advantage of it. And it sure is an easy way to make money. Norm gave me $300 last night. That's almost three paychecks I made in four hours, not including being treated to the best meal I ever ate." I told you, Norm likes you, Jill. Keep him liking you, and he'll keep. I was surprised to notice that after my so needed relief, my hardon had not gone down, it had stayed in the upright position, not really understanding for a moment what it wanted now. Because of the business stress back home, a nagging wife, everyone who wanted a piece of me I had almost forgotten how to use it. I was a bit famous, or should I say, well known back home, so there was no place to hide. That had taken its toll to my sex life and difficulties getting it up, or keeping it up, so. “Uhhhhhh sure,” I replied. We went up to her second floor apartment. It was a nice layout, I thought. It had more then my place did. Maybe it was because she is a girl and females always have nicer stuff then guys ever have. It didn’t matter. Her personality did it for me. She was the perfect hostess, I thought, and I felt comfy right away. We sat and talked some more and I felt I could move into her apartment right away. About an hour later I left, telling her I had a great night, and we. No one suspected or could suspect because I am her brother. Her attitude towards life changed, she started taking more and more interest in herself, bought new saris, always presenting her self in her best. I became man of the house, her unofficial wedded husband. She became a new perbrother- like teenage girl young wife, newly married girl. She planned a honeymoon. We went to Tirupathi and Bangalore for a week. I t was like a real honey moon for both of us. The world didn’t know. But for us it.