And she had pulled the leg of her shorts aside and was working her clit, I think.” “She could have come in with us.” “We have all night, may...e later.” I could see that the thought of this had Joy quite hot, and she was concentrating hard. I could see she was trying to get herself off. “Relax; you don’t have to come yet.” She lifted up and looked at me. “I can never come when having sex.” “That’s because you are trying too hard. Just concentrate on the feeling, and do whatever feels good.. A sex therapist?"His wife Kelly smirked at him and said, "You have to understand, Darla,that a sissy like you could be very valuable in helping some men to dealwith issues they have in their sex lives. For instance, the new guy Ijust started dating, Brad. He doesn't understand the whole sissymindset, and how useful a weak feminized husband like you can be in thebedroom. It would be a simple job to educate him and maybe even... gethim involved."Darren shuddered. He was a short guy with a. "May I come in, please?" he pondered."Oh, yes," I let him know as my voice cracked.He laughed a bit too, as he came in."That's what your voice sounds like, I had a different idea in mind," he put on the record."No," I said as I cleared my throat.I did my best to say something in a normal voice."I sound like this, and yes, you may come in," I said in a normal voice."Thank you," he told me as he came in.He came into my one bedroom apartment, and still seemed to be impressed."It's quaint, I like. A breath... maybe.She allowed her blouse to slip from her shoulders. Blood was pounding furiously through her temples. Then she heard it.It was a long, deep breath. Now she knew exactly where he was. He was on the other side of her bed... watching... watching her. The double-size bed between them gave her comforting protection.She tossed the shirt as casually as possible in his direction and then unzipped the back of her pants. Her zipper moved smoothly as did her trousers. She let them drop to.