Should I confess my age? Maybe not. I want to just tell it all! You know? But, then, why would anyone follow my blog? Once you knew it all? Mystery is the spice of life. So, I think I'll leave that alone. I'll say this though - I have had these feminine sensations coursing through my blood, psyche, sub-conscious, or whatever, for a long, long time. And, like many others in my heels, I know that no one who knows me can know about the real me. Isn't that the strangest part of it all? Being a submissive? Being a sissy? We know that the sissy is the real us. And yet, I venture to guess, that most of us have another self who virtually everyone we have daily contact with thinks is the real person. I'm always happy when I read about someone who has a woman (or a man), who has accepted their sissy self, and permitted that sissy to live openly, at least within a tiny part of their daily world. As days pass, I'll reveal more about my own sissy journey, as well as share images that just do that thing for me. We know what I'm talking about. Don't we?
|For me, this is my favorite position. Pleasing Her while She chats with Her boyfriend.|