‘Why don’t you tell me?’ he teased. Again with the teasing, ugh, I thought. I slid to the edge of the bed, my feet barely touching the floor and...replaced his hand with mine. I could almost taste his cock against my tongue. Oh how I loved sucking him off. I loved looking up at him, seeing the pleasure and joy my mouth brought him just as much as I loved having it inside me. ‘Oh, baby,’ he breathed, closing his eyes as I licked his rounded tip, twirling my tongue around it slowly. He ran his. I’ll either get these back or go get some more if I come back. It’s not a problem either way.”“Thanks for moving out, Barney. I’m not asking where you’re going because I don’t want to know. My ignorance makes it safer for you. I hope that you reach your goals in school. You’ve really worked hard so far.”I took all my stuff, computer, printer, clothes, radio, and books down to the truck. I gave my key to the resident, and he was smiling when I left.Juliet was in the lobby of her dorm with a. But as I thought about it, I hoped that maybe my makeup, my lovely legs and sexy pumps and short-shorts might make people think I was really a girl, in spite of being so flat and having such short hair.But then I remembered my tee-shirt that proclaimed me a sissy to all the world, and I realized that was what I really, truly wanted after all -- to be a little sissy boy all dressed up as a whore.Finally, true to her word, Miss Heather stopped at a large chain d**g store and with her following. I took a deep breath as if relieved but felt the liquid collecting upon my lips. I bit my lower lip as people squeezed themselves into my personal space and placed my hand on the back of my thigh. Peering into the reflection at the other side I watched him watching me as I attempted to wipe away the excitement with my pinky up into my skirt but he was relentlessly watching my hand. The train stopped again and more people hustled into the tight little opening and squeezed themselves into some.