"Yes," she said, "You are a sissy with a small cock,aren't you ?" Yes, I am a sissy," And you like me to make fun of you, don't you? You little sissy.... Yes, Joanne." Tell me what you are wearing for me,"Patricia was about to come. "I'm wearing a bra and panties for you," Yes. That's right. Clothes appropriate only for women... and sissies.Well, I am not interested in sissies. This bedroom should only beoccupied by a real man. Go to the spare room. Stand in the corner andjerk off into your. "Gary is going to kill me!” she screamed. “He'll be wondering where I am."She turned her phone on, and it chimed with several waiting texts and voicemails. All were from her husband starting with angry then progressively getting more and more irate and abusive. She checked the security system app. It was triggered by him coming home just after 9:00 am and messages started almost immediately after that.Stella, Gemma and Jayjay looked at each other as they listened to them. By the end, Heather. “And it’s Lora Lee.”“I’m sorry the answer is still no,” I said.“Well, I always wanted to know how the other half lived,” she said.“What other half?” I asked.“The ones who buy a huge antique safe. Then it just disappears. Makes me wonder why a simple man would need a safe that big. What do you reckon the owner has stored in it?“I wonder what I would have to do, or who I would have to screw to get a search warrant for the Hokey Pokey self storage business?” she asked with what might pass for a. So I’m not hallucinating. Why do you think they’re doing that?It’s probably for some act of ‘worship’.She grimaced. That’s what I was afraid of. I hope all of our friends beat us here then.He closed his eyes for a second. I’m afraid not. They’re behind us, along with Laura’s new friend.As long as Laura doesn’t say anything about what you or her did, she shouldn’t be dragged into this.One of the lined up people spotted her. “There she is! The sex goddess has finally arrived!”Crap, it’s as we.