The idea of an abandonned play area wastoo much to pass up. Art licked his lips again and began to walk alongthe concrete path around the outside of t...e grass, his heels clicking ashe went."No one over the age of 13 is allowed to enter this childrens play area,unless they are a parent or carer." Art could just about make out thejolly comic sans font on the sign outside the play area. A happy smilingkangaroo was printed next to the lettering, one cartoon fingeroutstretched to stop any would be. You're a SISSY! Is that it? Are you a sissy Brian!? A mincing preeningswishing oddity in a dress that's neither man nor woman, but pretendingto be one. You're a sissy!" Tom finished and sat back in mild disgust atmissing the chance to change Brian into Vicky for real.Bettie approached and then climbed onto the bed with what appeared to bea small black satin pouch. It had a black satin ribbon for lacing anddelicate white lace trim around the border.Brian grunted and struggled as Bettie. How am I going to help Carrie through her pregnancy if I’m not here? And then when the baby comes how wrapped up will I be and will I have the time it takes to be a good father? I really do want children but I won’t risk having them if I’m not certain that I can be every bit as good as dad was with us.” Her pride in me showed through once again. “I know you have doubts but believe me when I tell you, you are thinking like your father and all you really need to do is keep your mind engaged this. Her hands made it's way down to his crotch to free his growing erection. She suddenly broke the kiss and dropped to her knees so that her mouth could perform an even more important duty. And with her jaw wide open, she leaned forward and took her son's penis inside of her mouth. Her lips closed tightly around him and she started bobbing her head back and forth. The suction produced by her mouth, and the wetness from her saliva was something unlike anything he had ever felt before from any of.