Angel felt insulted at Vicky's perceived need for that form of control, he had spent hours keeping his waist as trim as he could. The bitch will pay f...or that one, he thought. At least the bra supported the awful breast forms. More heels, just in his size, were available. Amazing how lucky they were. Delbert would never suspect, Vicky said. "Have some yogurt Erica, we girls have to watch our figures." Angel thought that Vicky was losing some edge, that last line sounded like bad TG fiction. He. I envisioned a month to come, neverexposing by spindly bare legs to the sun. I was to be the ultimatePantywaisted, nylon clad, sissy male."Anything else, Sissy Wendy? I have real women customers who should beserviced. My pity and fascination for your quivering self has just aboutevaporated." The last item on my list is an item which must be of my own choosing, butstill very feminine." Hmmmm, Mistress has given you a choice. Very unusual! She must love youvery much."How about more makeup?" I am. "I need to get up. I'll ... go for a run and grab a shower afterwards. I've got a change of clothes over at the law office," his voice sounded terrible."It's 4:30 in the morning," Mr. Mendoza complained."This is when I get up out at the ranch. I'd like to stick to my routine. Helps clear my mind." I'll make breakfast," Mrs. Mendoza offered."No," he pleaded. "Go back to sleep. I'll be fine. It was only a nightmare." Then I'll set out some of the boys' clothing for you." Thank you," he answered.. "Sure," I agreed, "I'll tell you what, why don't you just grab your rags and run along home?" I held my face inches from hers, "Maybe stop by Rudi's bar and get some help." Aren't you going to rape me?" she said awkwardly."Hell no, I don't know where you've been." I told her, I saw her eyes moisten and then a tear fell."Then maybe you could lend me your jacket?" she asked."Lend you my jacket," I laughed, "What the hell do you think this is? oh no, you lied that I raped you when I did nothing,.