"I printed it and took the paper back to the bed where Abby allowed me toread it in silence while she stood over me watching me blush in shame.Here is... what I had written:1) I am a sissy because I am wearing my little sister's pink panties2) I am a little girl because I want to wear pretty training bras3) I'm a sissy because I love to play with barbies4) I'm a sissy because I'm weak5) I'm a sissy because I'm scared of girls6) I'm a sissy because I'm scared of boys7) I'm a little girl because I. Damn it all to hell! Our Ma’s wouldn’t let us fuck our sisters like other guys we knew got to. Me and mah next-door nayber twin brother are all around the same age and we hang out tewgether a lot.Ah have one sister and they has two. Our Ma’s came frum big families and they stopped having babies a lot earlier than their Ma’s did. Better birth control.Here’s how they explained it to all us kids. When they wuz growin up and yew got interested in sex yer Ma and Pa took yew to their bedroom and. "On a different subject, what do you think of assigning a squad of grunts to a particular tank? That way, they could say, 'that's my tank.' I hope that will alleviate some of the resentment we are seeing among the grunts about their lack of action." That sounds like a good idea. We can't put an unarmored squad transport up with a tank; that would lead to a disastrous slaughter but the APCs would be ideal for that kind of job. I think I remember reading about that being done back on Earth in. But I knew I did want to wear them.She helped me undo my belt and drop my trousers. "Oh, you're a bithairy," she exclaimed. "Come to the bathroom - and bring your drink."Leaving my trousers on the floor I followed her. At her instruction Iremoved the rest of my clothes. "Now stand with your legs a little wayapart so I can put this cream on," she said. "You can sip your drinkwhile I get to work. She applied the cream to my legs, then my chest andarms, then my back and bottom, and finally my.