.. whatever he felt likebeing. Himself! His sissy things were his refuge from the stress andcares of his "other" life.He was once again attired in t...e sissy dress, with the sissy shoes whenhe got the call. He had to go back! No! His dream-self changedclothes in the blink of an eye, and he was once again back in Mel'soffice helping them find the impossible. Which he did, but he stillyearned for his escape... his refuge. And once again he shouted that hewas done with it. They had to do. She kinda laughed and says I guess, and she agreed to tell me the story again as wefucked. She said the first time that they had sex, it was painful cause he had tried to shove his cock inbefore she was ready, she said he is not a good lover like you. she continued saying she lay him on his back so shecould work his cock in slowly, as she was lowering herself down taking a little more with each stroke it feltawesome, but then he kept trying to shove it in so she had to slow him down again. she. Suzie's door was open.It had been pushed to when I'd gone in to shower, but now it was wide open. I slowed and looked in as I passed. She was in bed, covered by a yellow sheet. Her bed was oriented so her feet were closest to me and from the doorway the bed was about six feet away. Her hand made a mound under the sheet near the point where her legs met. I caught a slight movement.Feeling a surge of excitement, I stopped in the doorway."Morning." Hi." She replied tightly. I recognized that. We went through a final black door and I found myself in a room not unlike a court of law. On the raised platform where the judge might have sat was a black metal frame with cross bars at waist height. One of the bars had a large lead weight attached with a heavy knot. The rest of the room was packed with people — most of them women ranging from late teens to grandmothers. They were in a state of high excitement that changed to a hush as they realised that I had been brought in. I realised,.