"Sure...why not." she said with a smile. We made our way to the hotel and went inside. "I could use a drink how about you?" she asked. "I could drink...." I answeredWe made our way to the Hotel Bar and after a few drinks and small talk we rode the elevator together. "What floor are you on?" I asked. "I'm on 16...and you?" she asked. "Oh yeah 23." I said pushing the buttons marked 16 and 23. The Elevator climbed up the building stopping on 16. The doors opened with a "ding" and she stepped off.. If you do not have at least a burgeoning interest in male domination, then this blog won't be for you. I don't want any sissy that I am in the process of training to think that she exists for the pleasure of women. No, she is entirely devoted to men, and she feminizes herself for that explicit purpose. The more feminine she becomes, the more she will feel loved and desired by real men.I do not doubt that there exists sissies out there that are entirely attracted to women, and will never be able. My mind swayed between ecstasy, guilt euphoria and shame, as it was apparent that Sally had been talking to Gemma about my pantie fetish.I didn't care as I was overwhelmed, completely taken in with the aurora of the iconic undies. I pushed them to my face completely intoxicated and swayed under their spell. I became painfully hard and had a driven animal desire to masturbate. I thirstily lowered my trousers and pants only for the spell to be broken by the noisy proximity of family. All-day I. I'm curious to see how he acts towards me now." Suit yourself. I'll stay out of it. So, what do we do about the job?" I don't know. What can we do?" All I need is a few paychecks, Bonnie." Well, you can bet I'm not bringing those kids anywhere near that office."It was my idea to return to the theater alone to pick up the kids. I wanted time alone with them, time to talk things out, set them straight. I had the best of intentions and a well-rehearsed speech. When Pete climbed into the front seat.