If it hadn't beenfor the unions, he would never have had a chance.After the plane was at the gate and the routine paperwork attended to,Captain Parker...headed out to the curb to catch the shuttle to theemployee parking lot. Although he was slight of build, his navy blueuniform gave him an air of command, and his keen blue eyes and wrinkle-free face belied his forty years. He drew a few admiring glances from agroup of young flight attendants, which were returned with a shy smile.A devoted husband. Vern wanted a shot of Jack and also a Jack and Coke. I made the drinks and also made a Fuzzy Naval for myself.“Well Tammy I must say you not only are dressed up as a cute little sissy but you are drinking a sissy drink as well,” Gary said.I was in my black girly outfit. I had a floor length black silk lounge coat, black bra, black panties, black garter belt and black support stockings. On my little feet were five inch black high heels. I was wearing a blond wig and had my make-up on as well as. Mum and Dad would come in late at night during the weekends, worse the wear for alcohol and sex, mum would flop down in the chair, her legs spread in gay abandon, I could clearly see her stocking tops, naked thighs and the soaking wet crotch on her panties. I would then retire to bed and dream of placing my cock between her moist hot pussy lips. Then disaster struck the family. Dad, who was a great guy, had a massive heart attack and life changed for us all. Dad would stay at home recovering. Connie led me over to a table. I'll admit, I was admiring the way she filled out her jeans and her tribal tramp stamp, another new addition.She scanned the place and a gentle smile formed on her face. It was a face I would've once killed to wake up to. Now, killed sounded pretty good."How's the singing career going?" She said, ignoring my obvious glare."Hanging by a thread. I still do several gigs a month but just locally. I did talk to a guy here in town who's formed his own label. His name is.