I started going online and buying female clothes and make up. I always caught the mail before my parents because I worked part time and the mail usual...y came around 3:00pm so I was lucky. I had all kinds of things now, I had blouses, shoes countless pairs of thoungs and sexy lingerie. I had more female clothes than male, and I hid them all around the house in the most sly places and was never caught… until one morning.. It was a Saturday morning when my cell phone rang, I was hungover from the. A sissy is nothing if not determination personified."Fuck Lex... I'm close... You want... to swap... for... a bit..." hetries to fight the urge. He runs his hands across the shoulders of myshirt. Tweaks at my puffed out pigtails."Ah-Ah-Alexa!" he moans, unsure whether he's trying to get my attentionto stop or beckon me forward. Lust has overcome his senses, his eyesbegin to roll back on their inevitable journey towards oblivion. TheFrench refer to it as "La petite mort" - literally translated. “No, Maureen knew which one way streets to take to get here,” Jill told me with a smile.“Paddy and I are going to take this one to Monks Street to see his gang leader. You and Maureen remain here,” I told her.“What about the other two?” Jill asked.“I’ll transfer them to where ever their boss is later,” I told her.We went out the back door. One of Paddy’s vans had pulled into the parking area, and a man got out just as we exited the shop.“We’ll be back shortly. There is a young woman in the shop. I pour myself a cup of coffee and waited in the kitchen until I was able to swallow enough coffee to kick start my brain and then I walked slowly into the family room."I saw the empty bourbon bottle when I got home," she said. "How are you feeling?" Not very good right now," I said. "When did you get home?" I got home around 11:30 last night," she said."11:30?" I said. I didn't hear you come in."I tried to wake you but you were dead to the world and you smelled so bad that I wasn't sure I.