“I’m sorry to be showing up so late and unannounced, Ms. Morgan,” Tyler said after a long moment’s hesitation, pulling his eyes from the dark ...ipples visible through the material of Daphne’s robe. “I tried calling ahead but your phone kept going to voice mail.”Daphne hadn’t missed his eyes’ gaze, automatically tightening her wrap, not realizing that not only did that make her nipples even more prominent, but it accented her cleavage as well. Once she did realize, it was again too late to do. ”“I guess we will see what the fallout is, then go from there.” Lord Blackmon pointed to the chair near his bed, “Please sit. I want to hear about what has happened since I have been gone.”Page sat on the edge of the chair at attention. “Sir, I have a presentation to make to you. This is not the way I intended, but if we are going to talk about the last few months I think this needs to be first.”The man in the bed seemed amused, “Sure, go ahead.” Page jumped up and quickly left the room. He. You're falling asleep in that chair." Sorry," Amy responded, twirling a lock of her brown hair on her finger, tingling all over from the sound of his voice."It's okay. Talk to you tomorrow?" Sure. Thanks again for listening." Not enough people around that listen. Glad to do it. Night night." Night night," Amy responded, and then hung up the phone. A sigh escaped her as she stood to straighten her nightshirt. She sadly shook her head and turned to her bed, silently cursing her bad luck.First,. He wasin sissy heaven and his head was dizzy with thoughts of being dressedtotally as a sissy. He picked up the panties and stepped into the legsvery carefully teetering precariously on the razor sharp stiletto heels.Finally, pulling up the panties around his nylon-encased cock he noticedsome white translucent pre-cum on the pantyhose. He was breathing verydeeply and his entire body was shaking with excitement when he picked upthe matching bra and fumbled for a few minutes to put it on.