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I love it when my husband sends me out shopping. He tells me what he’s in the mood for, how he wants them to look and if he wants them seasoned or new. Well to break it down, he sends me to one of the local sissy bars and tells me what he has the taste for tonight. (I’m sure I have told you that we enjoy all kind of kind together as husband and wife)
Tonight he was in the mood for a full blown faggot sissy. Sometimes they are very hard to find. I positioned myself where I could keep my eyes on the door and wait. It wasn’t a long wait, in fact, I just had to weed out what was already there. There she was. She was standing near another faggot, hand on one hip and limp-wristed on the other.