"That's a good thing, too," Becky announced, "because we're taking you tomeet someone today." Another sissy, like you," Sue declared. "We want you to... be friends."Becky lifted Danielle's chin, looking into her thick-lashed, deep-blueeyes. "Actually, we want you to be girlfriends," she told the youngergirl. "What do you think of that?" Does it make your little clitty stiff?" Sue asked, grinning.Danielle squirmed slightly. She said, "I'm happy to do whatever'srequired of me."Becky laughed. . In the meanwhile, she would have to use her fantasies from reading and watching risqué movies about life, love and lust when the lights go down low.Right now, she had to memorize the seven reasons why the Civil War was fought in the first place and give a little background on which ones were more important than others with the advantage of looking at the whole thing more than a century and a half later.The television was on and it was on a sports program that featured male swim competition for. So, for their edification, why don't you enlighten me?”“Well, I planned on doing it on sheer willpower,” I said. “But... I have a hard time resisting a pussy in need of being bred, too.” I shivered, my girl-dick throbbing in skirt.“Breed me, Madam President!” a woman howled from the studio audience.There was a reason a barricade was erected between us and the audience, a screen of metal that didn't block their sight of me, but kept them from being able to rush the stage. And held far enough. All shouting at TV’s watching men play games meant for children that somebody decided was somehow worth money. No, the Black Diamond was the only real place to get a drink in this town. Upscale without being a pretentious bitch.I watch the floor scanning the crowd. You never know what opportunities might present themselves. It’s the usual mix of business men looking to hide from the women in their lives, and the women desperate to be that woman they’re hiding from. The natural order of life I.