In the 30"s she had gotten married and he had a stroke about 6 months into the marriage and he recovered some but would not fuck her often and when he...did it was his rocks only.So she had a career. When he died she thought what little there had been, was over. I came along doing some repair work and over a year or so we became friends.Then she jstt one day asked me. and I said I might break you, or hurt you. She said no I would not. I said let me think about it. Next time i saw her I asked her. Chasing is easier though the adorable scene of pumping ass and you are licensed to see and go close to it is something impeccable. So I took some time before chasing her down.When I thought it wud bring my dignity down to chase a girl soo long I have decided to end the game and swing my hands vertically at her back. There she was just turned to see where I m turned n my hands brushed at her shoulders in front n traveled the whole upper body traveling mountains n valleys in secs before it had to. You canbecome, as you are forced to experience all the tortures a man could faceat the hands of women, only a third rate semi-female, not allowed to orcapable of having the title of Miss or Mrs. You may become semi-pretty.Your hair may be curled and your face precisely made up. But because yourwoman wants you to suffer, there will always be something about you whichis not truly womanly. You can only be seen and laughed at as a SISSY.So, dear Ladies and GG's and Sissies of Fictionmania, Jim is. Her age was 43. Her vital status should be 36-30-36. She was wearing a night gown till her knees. She gave a warm smile to me and welcomed me in. When I entered, in she spank me on my ass and asked how are you darling. I said “i am good maam”. She said “don’t be so formal we have not yet started our act”.Then she gave a me a script to read and said read this and see if it is ok for you to be like this. I will go to the kitchen to get some juice for you.There was a story about where I was also.