June picked up a little bell that sat on the coffee table and rang it. The door opened and in walked a man dressed as a woman,,, well a French maid.Ju...e introduced the man as her sissy husband.He stood still with his hands behind his back while June explained the her husband was a useless sissy good for nothing but cleaning the house and doing her bidding.She then ordered him to lift up his short shirt and show us his puny excuse for a cock.Sissy did as he was told and lifted his skirt to show. “He looks so sweet when he’s asleep…” thought Savita as she fondly looked at her bhaiya.“Bhaiya! Wake up! Come on bhaiya; get ready.” shouted Savita and shook Raj out of his sleep.“Ummmm…What’s the hurry?” yawned Raj and turned over to the other side in bed.“Don’t be so lazy bhaiya…it’s my birthday!”As Raj opened his eyes he was greeted with the sight of Savita bending over him and he caught sight of her cleavage and ample bosom that were perfectly highlighted by her tight shirt.“What’s the. I groaned.“Will you just let me tell my story?” I asked.“Well you can move faster than that.” Chloe said. “You don’t have to tell me every detail.”I rolled my eyes at her.“Fine.” I said before going back to rubbing her feet.The day out ended with us paying the fee to adopt a little white Bichon Maltese mix, and the two kittens. During the pet interviews, the dog just kept giving us love and licks, the black kitten hid in a corner very shy, and the orange kitten climbed up the attendant’s leg,. Ellie dropped her heavy ‘overnight’ bag on to the floor and hugged her friend tightly. “Hey, Mr & Mrs King,” projected Ellie through the gaping hallway to Florence’s parents who sat in the kitchen. Florence grabbed her hand and led her up the first flight of stairs, to her bedroom. It was a large, welcoming room, with everything ‘furry’ and ‘fluffy’, as if a princess-lover had been asked to design it. Florence launched herself onto her king-sized bed.“Don’t worry, I’ve saved a room for you.