What was I doing letting this woman out of the house? What was I doing letting her out of my sight?She looked down at the bed. "Panties or no panties?..." She questioned, as though continuing to ask seductive advice from a gay friend, as though I had no feelings at all about the matter. She raised her glass to her lips, surveying the clothes lying on the bed. I liked the black, very sheer pair of thong panties, a sheer black bra, and a black mini that would end up just covering the top of her. In a small town in the middle of nowhere, as she went to acquire necessaries with only Wong along for protection, she was accosted by an insistent drunkard, a soldier of middle rank who took her for a lady of easy virtue. Her high class mannerisms failed to penetrate his fuddled brain, and he wouldn't leave off. Wong was helpless, as this was no danger to his mistress's life or limb, but Zithrusa was under no such constraints. She whipped out her sword, and kept the stupefied man off of her at. "Sure." "Cool, I'll drive I found this ok place downtown and it's close to where I am staying." "Alright but I'm only eighteen." "It's cool, I'll get you in." They get in her corvette and they drive off to a trendy new club in town. Tom lies about forgetting his wallet and she makes a joke to the doorman about would she be with anyone under twenty one. They both have a few drinks and mingle with the crowd but soon she gets bored with there also. "Let's go." "Already? we just got here.". Miss Darla," I said. "Why are you being so mean?" Because sissies crave it," Darla said. "I've read a lot on the subjectthis week. You cannot be too soft on your sissy. She'll start thinkingshe's a real man again. That's the whole point, Jenny. You aren't a man,and I can't allow you to think that you are. You aren't a girl, either.You're trapped in the Phantom Zone."She left the room, then came back. She lifted my hem, and she tuggeddown on my panties. And then I felt it. Hard and foreign. A.