Rule#25: You prefer Big Black DickRule#26: Sissies love garters and stockingsRule#27: Sissies love a good gloryholeRule#28: A sissy loves the taste is... own cumRule#29: Woman is superior to sissyRule#30: A sissy doesn’t have a boyfriend, a sissy has a master(Daddy)Rule#31: A sissy doesn’t have a girlfriend, a sissy has a mistressRule#32: Sissies bend overRule#33: Sissies love heelsRule#34: Sissies can’t forget to tuck their clittyRule#35: A sissy’s ass is always on displayRule#36: Cute panties. ”I felt touched, I again said thank you and that wewould be there.The night of the party, my wife was nervous, she didn’tlike her dress, and she didn’t think her hair wasright. Amy said, “Why should I care how I look, withall the big-boobed beauties Carl will have on hand nowill ever notice me.”I could understand what my wife was talking about,however she looked beautiful and I told her so. She waswearing a bright red dress that was short enough toshow off her. The house looked really pretty in the snow, with its fairy lights adorning the rafters and windows. In fact, it was quite picture perfect, so I stopped to take a photo. I framed the house against the white valley in the background, making sure that I included the lush green fir tree to the right of the house and avoided the somewhat tacky lighted plastic reindeer in the middle of the garden. The sun was low in wintery evening sky, a great time to capture the memories of the place in which I had. The hiss of her exhale, the flick of her tongue. I smelled something dry and serpentine mixed with the oil used to hone her scimitar. My fear withdrew. I still could act. I could still fight. I could still sense my environment.I had only one disadvantage. It wasn't the end of the world.Air swished.The scimitar slashed at me.Chapter Forty-Eight: Fighting BlindZanyia“Got hot pussy right here?” I moaned, plunging my fingers into my pussy as Gor went for Kora. “It's real and juicy.”Kora threw.