Once there I orderedhim to remove his clothes, I then began to take out his new outfit, thelook on his face was priceless. I'm not wearing that he sai.... His wordssaid no but his pathetic little erection said yes. I approached him andgently stroked his face and said isn't this what you want, it will be likeyour story, I then whispered I know you want it. He was shaking now, thisI felt was the hardest part of our new life, getting my sissy to admitthat he's a sissy. He finally agreed to "give it. I explained the even as a child the other kids treated me like a sissy. In other words the boys treated me like I was a girl. I still feel more like a woman than a man mentally and can envision myself as a woman.I also told him that if he wanted to know more to read the story, "Not in Vain" by Samantha Michelle. It will show what we're up against. It is more normal than what we would like to believe. Recently, I read that half of all transsexuals commit suicide. We shouldn't give into that. ”“Would you please write that down for me? Here.” He handed her a torn off sheet from his notepad.She pulled a pen from her breast pocket and crisply wrote down, Tammy Runtle Yearly.“So your name is Tammy? Please nod or shake your head.”She nodded, adding, “Gruntle xini.”“Tammy, I am delighted to meet you! My name is Tommy,” he said, a huge grin appearing on his face. “You are the first ... hold on. Are you a nurse?”She glanced down at her uniform, then nodded again, giving him an. "I'm very glad!" He added, still stroking his cock.She smiled up into his face as he said that."I'm glad to hear that," she replied.She watched his hand as it slid up and down his cock shaft, and she could see that he was getting wet with his pre-cum juices. This indicated that he was growing more and more excited, and that he'd soon ejaculate his own pent up load of sperm. She knew that Thomas masturbated frequently, sometimes more than once a day; and that made for a very efficient way for.