.man?" Our sissy, you mean?" Lacey asked rhetorically. "Why, yes! However,never call it a man again please. Call it sissy or anything else you'dlike r...ally. It tried to rape one of these ladies and was verballyabusive to the other so we are teaching it a lesson!" Wow! What a jerk!" the girl replied. "This hotel is pretty cheap, we geta lot of dirty truckers and weird men here so be careful or your sissymight find itself the main attraction in the hotel..." slightly chucklingas she told the. ”My fingers went under her chin and I tilted her head back until I could see her face. “You’re talking in riddles, babe.”“You asked me ‘how long’ and the answer is that I’ve suppressed this feeling for most of my life. In your case for at least a few weeks.”I sat in stunned silence looking down at her face. She was older than me by a few years and her face showed the struggle that had been her life but to me, she was beautiful in her new-found honesty.“But why were you so reluctant to come. However, I hadn't seen his step daughter in over a month. Her grandmother had taken her on a month long trip to Mexico, then I had been on vacation. I sprayed a mouthful of water all over the floor and dropped the glass I was holding causing it to shatter when I first laid eyes on Samantha.Six weeks ago, Samantha had been a normal looking teen age girl. Sure, she was getting curves, and I had noticed. Now she was sporting a massive rack stretching out a tight t-shirt. I couldn't take my eyes. It was getting a little late in the day, and I was starting to think about getting ready for the week ahead. Outside the rain had been falling off and on throughout the day, and the air smelled sweet like it does after a good rain. Fall was definitely in the air. I was staring out the window, lost in my own thoughts about what the week would bring, when he said, “let’s go for a drive.” I lept at the chance to have something to do, not thinking about where we would go or really what we would do..