She took a couple of pictureson her phone and also took a short video of him walking around thekitchen in the heels with red toenails showing.When Chr...stine left for the nail salon, David finally got some respite.He promised to keep his heels on while she was gone, but he wouldn'thave to bear her disdain for an hour or so.By the time Christine returned, his legs were hurting. He had worn theheels a few times, but never for this long. David was pleased whenChristine pronounced that he could. I giggled at the thought of being surrounded by all thoseyummy cocks.I let myself in and carefully removed my wig, heels and lingerie. I wasexhausted. Part of me really wanted to go back out and find some cock.Part of me knew that I had to get some sleep. "A sleepy sissy isn't anygood," I thought, so I crawled into bed and fell asleep repeating, "I ama sissy slut. I long to become a sissy whore and service all men andtheir yummy cocks."This all came flooding back to me. How could this have. "A man and two unmarried women traveling together could raise questions we might not have answers for, especially when one is as beautiful as you. You look so much as your mother did at your age."A wistful smile flittered over his face, "Besides, who knows what the future will bring? Perhaps..." He looked down at the floor, too embarrassed to continue his line of thought.He pulled out his old railroad watch. "My word! It is five in the morning. We have slept the night away." He smiled and sat. He pointed to a staircase and said they were down stairs. I literally ran down the stairs as I thought my bladder would soon burst and found the washroom at the end of a dimly lit corridor. Upon entering, I noticed three urinals, the end ones occupied. So I quickly unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out and felt such a relieve that my bladder would not be bursting. It was then that I sensed someone was looking at me. As it turned out it was not just someone but both men. They were much older.