And let alone stupid enough to ask such a real man like him something only a sissy faggot would want .So my newest sissy items i ordered had arived so... i decide to get real high and get real dirty and i wanted to make myself feel really pathetic and humiliated so i dicided to go to the local store and after looking around i spoted the sexy blonde working and picked up a pair of sexy hold ups and some hot pink lipstick and feeling so ashamed but so excited i asked her what hair removal cream. With that, she started walking it's not like she had much of a choice anyway. It was starting to get dark and she didn't want to be out here when any monsters decided to come out goblins, ogres, and such. This landscape seemed pretty barren compared to what she was used to, back in her village it was all green with trees everywhere and minimal monster sightings. Here it was almost like a desert and everything was brown, hopefully, she could get to the tower before it got too dark. The landscape. They made my mouth water,’ I said, getting closer to the point. ‘Did Monica’s blabbering influence that decision?’ I asked. Chris blushed and looked away and from her reaction I knew that was exactly what happened. There was enough background noise and music in the bar to drown out low conversations, but not too loud to hear each other when sitting closely. ‘Well, y’all kind of started it, didn’t you?’ I said, knowing the answer already. I was expecting her to make some kind of excuse or blame. My wife is 5’ 7”, 135 lbs, 34c, jet black hair. When she wears this dress, she reminds of rocker Joan Jett.I squeezed her ass, and could tell instantly she wasn’t wearing any panties. I was hoping she wouldn’t wear any. Otherwise, my plan wasn’t going to work. We jumped in the car, and headed to the restaurant.As we entered the bar of the restaurant, our friends Dale, Sue, Jeff, and Erica were already sitting at a table waving us over. Everyone noticed my wife’s dress, especially the guys. Jeff.