We both got an Italian dish, him the penne ala vodka and me the linguine with alfredo sauce. They were delicious and after we finished we split a bana...na cream pie, it was amazing. We finished eating and decided we didn’t want to go home yet so we went for a walk. It was about 9:00 and we were walking in the cool air of the night down a stranded road through the town. There was no one to be seen and I would have been scared if not for the man beside me. He made me feel so safe that I wouldn’t. A sissy must find a real man (his Master) to please. A sissy must send his Master pictures of himself in his panties every morning, and of himself in his lingerie every night. If he does not have lingerie, he must send a nude every night.A sissy must strive to find a real girl (his Muse) to teach him to be like her. If he can’t find a real girl, he should pick someone from his friends to emulate, and must strive to look and behave as much like her as possible.A sissy must never touch himself. "I hope they decide to sleep in tomorrow morning, so I can get some rest." She looked around the room absent-mindedly. "Grab your things, and I'll give you both a lift home." Oh, no, that's okay, Lori. I've got my bike here, so I'll just ride home," I said."And I live on the way, so I'll just walk with Sean, if that's all right," Molly added."Are you sure? I really don't mind driving you." No," we both echoed. "We'll be just fine," I added as we headed for the door. "Good night, Lori. Hope. And I didn’t have a personal inverter. For how long the power would be out, I couldn’t guess. The wind howled outside. It was getting worse.I ruled out the hot bath proposal (the geyser wouldn’t operate) and advised her to change her wet clothes and wipe herself dry. She went into the bathroom and bolted the door as I handed her a towel. I told her that I would keep a clean t-shirt for her on the bed. She whispered her thanks in gratefulness and I came out of the room.The inner demon was.