I told him to get on his knees and I turned my back to him and stuck my ass in the air. “Put it in me." He shuffled around a bit trying to find his ...ngle, his hands on the small of my back. When he was comfortable he pressed his head against my ass. “Ease it in baby, gentle until you're as far as you can go.” He did what I said.It had been a while since a cock had crossed my threshold. I was tight and his head was big enough to hurt a little as it pushed against me. I forced my self to relax. She turned to me and asked, "Aren't you the perfect sissy?"I didn't say a word.She glared intently and asked me again in an angry voice, "Aren't you the perfect sissy, little girl?"I answered yes weakly."Yes what?" she yelled."Yes I'm the perfect sissy." Louder!" I'm the perfect sissy!" I shouted.The women in the audience again roared their approval.Sharon then gave me a huge kiss on the lips and said, "Works done its party-time. Everybody upstairs to the lounge and the band. That means you too. He had waited for this moment for years. Not this exact moment, mind you - just sort of a generic moment in which he was in control of these women. He was finally going to fulfill one of his most sought after dreams - the sort of dream that keeps a boy going day after brutal day. The dream he envisions whenever the bullies are feeling rambunctious and the girls that cause the biggest bulge in his pant are treating him with extra disdain - the ultimate dream of seeing these three women naked.. “I have yet to see you wear makeup. You dress in plain jeans and denim shirts, yet you will never be able to hide the fact that you have a beautiful face and a sexy body... “Even in the western store that day, the woman clerk thought you were some famous rodeo celebrity. Don’t you see? Even women recognize that you’re naturally beautiful and see you as being sexy as hell, even when you’re trying on western clothes for the first time in your life.”“Wade?”“Yes?”“Will you do me a favor and carry.