Oh well, she’s just my date and not my wife.She eventually surfaced and they left. When they got back to her place she invited him in and stripped s...ying, “I need one more fuck before I can go to sleep I’m so wound up.”As he was dipping in her sloppy snatch he asked, “so how many tonight?”“Three. One new and two previous. Did you have a good time?”“Yes, I’ve never been to anything like that it was really nice and I met some new people and danced with some of the wives of the men you were. He was the only person he went out of his way to introduce me. ‘Chuck, this is my daughter, Patty,’ Dad said. ‘She and her friend Rick are here to visit us for the holidays.’ It was clear the message my dad was trying to convey. This man’s stares must have been more obvious than I thought. He readjusted his eyeballs and started awkwardly fumbling over the canapés on his plate as soon as he heard my dad say the words ‘my daughter.’ He couldn’t look me in the eye when he stuck out his hand to. "You have begun to learn to accept my commands cheerfully and withoutquestion dear, that will be so important as you continue on with thiswonderful sissy journey," With those words she took me in her arms andgave me a hug."Now I think it is time for my little sissy to get cleaned up and readyfor bed. Run to my room and sit at the dressing table and I will comein to unlock you so you can wash up and relieve yourself," she told me."Yes Mistress," I answered with a bobble and turned to scurry off. And it was hot. Too hot. My shorts and tank top were soaked with perspiration. I tried toweling off to no avail. The idea of getting into my car, literally dripping with sweat, saturating my leather seats, was not appealing.I parked in the far corner of the lot because I was running late, typical for me, and the last available spots were the farthest away.I said my farewells and headed toward my car. Beads of sweat were rolling down my arms, from hairline down the bridge of my nose, even my.