Punishment For The Sissy Lipstick Thief

 

Punishment For The Sissy Lipstick Thief

James was fighting a battle he could not win.  The urge to dress up as Jamie, the woman he just knew he was meant to be, had become overpowering.  He fought this with everything he could, but it was no use.  He'd gone beyond dressing up in his room when he could get away with it to going out in public when he thought he could get away with it.

He knew this was wrong, so he fought it.  He was so scared about getting caught that he constantly cleaned the cookies on his computer and stored files on a flash drive that he hid in a safe place with his clothing and makeup stash.  His friend Rebecca had told him about a support group he could go to, but he hadn't quite gotten the nerve to go yet.

His trips in public were anonymous.  He'd go to other neighborhoods and walk around, sometimes taking trips through the mall. He would browse clothing stores when he got up the nerve and actually did shop, but when a lady asked if she could help him find something, he'd still get spooked and leave.  How could he stop this?

He made a trip to Wal Mart to pick up some things for home that his mother asked him to get when he saw the red Color Stay lipstick and lip gloss.  He wanted that particular shade, but he didn't have the cash.   He could have put it on his debit card, but he was scared of having it appear on a bill with his name on it.  He put it in his pocket along with a couple of pairs of pink panties.

He went to self-check out to avoid the line and was on his way out.  The checker at the door looked in his bag and checked his receipt.  It was all going well until he got outside and heard a female voice.  "Excuse me.  Where do you think you're going?"

He froze and turned a shade of white.  The lady approached him from behind and reached into his right front pocket to retrieve the lip stick and gloss.  She looked at it and smiled.  "Oh, that's a good color honey.  I bet it would look good on those lips too."

He turned around to stare face to face with a short-haired brunette lady with the red lipstick in a security uniform.  "I can explain."

She gently grabbed his arm and led him back into the store.  "Uh huh.  They're for your sick mother?  Or maybe you're girlfriend?"

"I didn't mean to, " he pleaded, "but I can't..."

She chuckled.  "Girlfriend?  Who am I kidding?  A dainty little thing like you?  They're for you, aren't they?"

"Please ma'am, " he begged.  "I can pay for them.  I just didn't want anybody to know they were, um."

She stopped and looked at him.  "You didn't what, " she asked with an arched eyebrow?

"I didn't want anybody to know they were for me, " he explained as he started to cry.

"Uh huh, " she said as she reached into his other pocket and pulled out two pairs of panties.  "What about these?  I like the lace, by the way."

He started crying.  "They're for me.  I'm sorry.  I can't help it.  I'm sick."

She led him to the back.  "Well, I'm gonna have to file a report."

"Please, don't tell my mother.  I'll do anything."

She approached a door with the word Holding on it and unlocked a couple of locks as she looked at her watch.  "Shoot.  It's lunch time.  You're gonna have to wait, but don't worry.  We have somebody here to keep you company."

She opened the door to reveal a plain room with a couch, two chairs and a small table.  A black man stood up.  Did you find my receipt?"

She let James go and looked at the other man.  "Not that I know of."

"Well, look in the shopping carts.  It's probably out in the damn parking lot.  I ain't lying.  I bought that stuff."

"Yeah, okay Antoine, " she replied.  "If that's what you say."

"Just look, " he insisted.

"I have people looking.  Nobody's found anything yet."  She looked at James and Antoine.  "You two behave yourselves.  I'm on my lunch break.  I'll be back in a bit."

She left and locked the door behind her.

Antione looked at James as if he was sizing up the slender framed white guy.  "What are you in here for?"

"Shoplifting, " James replied as he wiped a tear.

He looked at the blonde pony tailed white boy, who was still in his teens.  "Anybody ever tell you that you look like a girl?"  James said nothing.  He touched James' arm.  "That's a compliment, baby.  You pretty for a guy.  You could be a girl."

James looked away.  "Please.  I don't want any trouble."

Antoine grinned as he grabbed his crotch.  "I ain't giving you no trouble, baby.  But, you getting me hard."

"So, " he replied, not even looking at him.

"So, I think you need to do something about it."

"I'm not doing anything, " James replied as he walked away.  "Leave me alone."

Antoine followed him.  "The way I see it, you have two choices baby.  You can get down on your knees and suck my cock.  Nobody gets hurt and you might even like it.  I bet you would."

"Please don't."

Antoine grabbed the white boy's head and turned it to make sure he was looking at him.  "Or you can resist and call for help.  They might come, but not before I whoop your ass good and make you wish you had sucked my cock."

James started crying.  "Please don't."

"I don't want to baby, " the big black man replied.  He looked like he could hurt him pretty badly if he wanted to.  "All you have to do is suck my cock."  He pulled down his pants and revealed a rather thick and uncut eight-inch cock.  "Here, look.  I bet you want to suck it."

James looked at it.  It's not like he hadn't imagined sucking a cock before.  "Come on baby.  Suck it.  You're a little sissy boy anyway.  I bet you want to suck it."

James felt a couple of tears run down his cheeks as he reluctantly got on his knees.  He resolved to suck the cock in front of him to end this peacefully.  He opened his mouth and started sucking.  "Use your tongue baby."  James started to lick underneath the cock and pulled back to the tip.  He licked all around the tip as he sucked it.  "Yeah, like that baby.  Lick my balls."

James held up the massive cock as he licked his hairy balls.  "Suck them, baby."  James did as he was told.  "See, I knew you was a sissy cock sucker."

James went back to sucking the cock.  This was his first experience, and he could taste him.  "Slow down baby.  Take your time."

James started thinking about what would happen if somebody entered the room and saw him sucking cock.  They could save him.  Did he want to be seen that way?  Antoine pulled his cock out of the sissy's mouth.  "No, baby.  I need some of that tight white ass."

James looked up and pleaded with him.  "No, please don't."

Antoine shook his head.  "Pull down your pants, baby.  Let me have a look at that ass."

James felt the tears as he pulled down his pants to reveal a pink pair of lace panties with the words Girlie Girl written on the back in glitter.  Antoine laughed.  "Shit, I knew you was a little sissy faggot.  Here, bend over the table.  I gotta get some of that."

"Please don't, " James begged as he bent over the table.  Antoine wet a finger and inserted it in James' ass.  "Damn, you are tight baby.  No problem."  He reached into his pocket for a packet of something.  James felt wetness on his ass.  "Astroglide, baby.  I always come prepared."

Was this really happening?  James was in disbelief.  The hardness pushing against his tight rear opening let him know it was real.  "Relax baby, " Antoine said.  "It will go easier if you relax."

James whimpered as the tightness gave way and Antoine's massive invader started penetrating him further.  "Damn, baby.  Are you a virgin?"

James was sobbing.  "Yes."

"I'll try to be gentle, but I got to have some of this."

James felt the pain as about half of Antoine's hard eight-inch cock was inside his ass.  "Oh God.  It hurts."

"That's what they all say at first, " Antoine chuckled.  "But they get used to it."

Antoine started thrusting in and out slowly.  "Oh fuck, baby.  I wish I had you at home in my bed where we'd have more time.  I don't think we have a lot of time here."

James pretty much just lay on the table, resolved to the fact that Antoine was going to have his way with him.  The grunts and moans of the big black man let him know what was about to happen.  About five minutes later, he shot his seed inside James’s ass, and he felt the warm wetness lubricating his insides.

When Antoine was finished, he pulled out. James put his panties and pants back on and sat on the couch.  He began to cry.  Antoine stuck his cock in his face.  "Clean me up, baby."

James did as asked, and Antoine soon pulled his pants up.  Moments later, the security guard returned.  "Good news, Antoine.  We found your receipt.  It matches what was in your bag.  You can go.  Sorry for the inconvenience."

He smiled as the woman handed him the bag and he walked past her.  "That's what I told you.  I didn't steal nothing.  People always messing with a bother."

The woman looked at James, who was sobbing on the couch.  "Aw, what's wrong?  Are you scared?"

He looked at her with tears in his eyes.  "He raped me."

She walked over and looked at him.  "You don't look like you're hurt.  Are you sure he raped you?"

"I didn't want to get beat up, " he yelled.  "This is your fault.  I didn't deserve this."

The lady sat down and started laughing.  James was furious.  "This isn't funny.  He raped me."

"Was he big, " she asked as he stared at her in disbelief.  "I'm sorry.  I never introduced myself, " she smiled.  "I'm Destiny."

"What the hell do I care, " he replied incredulously?  "I was just raped!"

She put her hand on his leg.  "Look, sweetie.  I was going to make an offer to you anyway.  I think I may be able to help you out, but you need to tone down the attitude a little bit.  I'm gonna let you off here, but I can help you if you show me some respect."

James didn't know quite what to make of this woman.  "Offer?   What sort of offer?"

She stood in front of him and looked down at him.  "I suppose you've heard of a Dominatrix?"

He nodded as he felt some of Antoine's cum leaking out of his ass.

Destiny smiled.  "I thought you might have.  Well, I'm a Dominatrix.  My brother manages this store, and my cousin manages the one across the freeway on the other side of town.  I'm head of security at both places, and they are both my sissies."

James gulped.  "What do you want from me?"

Destiny grinned.  "Isn't it obvious James?  I mean, Jamie?  I think you'd make a pretty girl, and I can help you if you serve me.  How does that sound?"

James looked at the door.  "What if I refuse?"

She laughed.  "Oh, you can refuse if you want. Maybe I'll tell your mother about your thieving activities and how I caught you in our bathroom entertaining Antoine."

James stood up and protested.  "But I didn't entertain him!  He raped me!"

"Oh, my dear sweet sissy, " she said seductively as she put her hand on his face.  "You and I may know that, but your mommy doesn't.  Who do you suppose she will believe, you or store security with camera footage of your thieving activities?  We have a camera in this room too."

The sissy's mouth was wide open in shock.  "You wouldn't."

Destiny smiled and nodded.  "I would."

James looked down.  "Okay, what do you want from me?"

"Your obedience, my dear."  She pointed to the floor.  "I want you on your knees.  Kiss my boots and pledge your obedience to me."

James got on his knees and looked up at her.  "I will serve you Mistress.  I will do as you say."  He kissed both of her boots.

Mistress Destiny laughed.  "There now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"  She reached into her back pocket and handed him a card.  "There's an e-mail address on there.  You are to send me an e-mail the moment you get home and wait for your first instructions, is that clear?"

"Yes Mistress, " he replied.

"Okay my dear, " she reached out her hand to pull him up, and he noticed her beautifully manicured red fingernails.  "To show you what a caring Mistress I am, you may keep the lipstick and panties."

"Thank you, Mistress, " he replied, still in shock from what had happened.

She pointed to the door.  "Now go home and do as I've asked."  Jamie walked to the door as he heard laughter behind him.  "Oh, and try to stay out of trouble.   I do punish my sissies when they have it coming to them.  Your stuff is in the cart right outside the door."

Steve To Stephanie: The Story Of A Sissy Cock Sucker

 Steve To Stephanie: The Story Of A Sissy Cock Sucker

Steve was trying to stay calm.  Did he handle everything properly?  Was everything cleaned up.  He thought so as he sat down on the couch with a beer and turned on the TV set.  The shower felt good, and what he had just done felt better.

Steve had been fighting his feminine urges for a few years, but it was just too much for him.  When he was younger, a girl friend down the street dressed him up once on a dare.  He wore a pink Sunday dress and matching sandals that day.  His friend even put some make up on him and gave him his girlie name, Stephanie.

They did this several more times, and she even started calling Stephanie her girlfriend.  He discovered how to give oral sex that year.   She never reciprocated, though she did kiss him.  He was 13 years old, and she was 13.  He fell in love with her, but within a year, she moved away.

He started wearing feminine things underneath his clothes, panting his nails and even shaving his body smooth.  He never grew a beard or mustache.  Then, he met Linda, the woman who would become his wife.

Steve did what many men in his position do at a time like that.  He stopped dressing up, purged his clothes and swore he'd never do it again.  For a while, he was able to keep to that plan.  He loved his wife dearly, but there was a sissy in him who was aching to get out.

Then one day, it happened.  He saw a pair of Linda's pink lacy panties and her favorite bra in the bathroom.  The urge was too much, and he put them on.  Lucky for him his slender frame allowed him to fit perfectly in them.  The urge to play with himself overtook him, and he exploded in his excitement.

What happened next set the stage for the bigger risk he was about to take.  He took some of his seed and tasted it.  "I'm a cum slut, " he thought.  It turned him on even more, but looking at his hairy body disgusted him.  He decided to use his wife's hair removal cream to get rid of it.

She later asked him about it, and he insisted he was just trying something out after a commercial he saw on TV.  After a night of love making, including some amazing oral from him to his wife, she told him he should stay hairless if it made him this happy.

Steve was very attentive to his wife's needs in bed after that and would bring her to several orgasms orally.  His demeanor had changed, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.  Steve had started dressing up in his wife's clothes while she was gone.  She suspected something was up, but she wasn't sure.

He began playing with her makeup.  His medium length black hair allowed him to style it in a somewhat feminine manner, and he was starting to love the image of Stephanie staring back at him in the mirror.  Unlike the Stephanie of years ago, this one was a cum slut, and she needed to taste cock.

When he was happy with his look one Saturday afternoon, he left the house in one of his wife's satin lace red tops and a skirt and four-inch black heels.  Again, he was lucky that his feet fit, albeit a little snug.  He went to an LGBT friendly club, and the owner happened to be there, a man named Jim.

Jim took an immediate liking to Stephanie and bought her a couple drinks.  He asked her to go in the back with him, and Stephanie couldn't resist.  Within moments, she was on her knees sucking his thick eight-inch cock.  "My, aren't you an eager little cock sucker, " he smiled down at her.

"Yes I am, " she barely managed as she didn't want to take her ruby red lips off of his massive rod.

But, Jim wanted more.  "How about you bend over my desk her and let daddy have some of that tight pussy of yours?"

Stephanie froze for a moment, but the tenting in her panties told her she wanted this.  She was only sucking cock for the first time, and now her ass would be invaded as well.  Jim's cock still soaked with her saliva, eased inside her tight, but stretching pussy as she let out loud moan.

"Geeze, Jim, are you splitting that sissy in half, " came a voice from the bar as a few voices laughed?

She was a bit embarrassed, but the invading cock in her virgin pussy forced her to focus on that.  Jim was fucking her steadily for several minutes when it happened.  "Oh God, I'm gonna cum, " she announced as she released her seed into the front of her panties.  There was a lot of it leaking slowly and steadily.

"Fuck, that is hot, " said Jim.  "You are one sexy little slut."

He pulled out of her and invited her to suck his rock-hard man meat.  "She eagerly complied, moaning and slurping, deep throating him, and then she began to taste his essence.  She wanted more.  He had amazing endurance, but in a couple minutes, he exploded.  "Oh fuck, suck it baby.  Swallow my cum."

She needed no invitation to do that as she swallowed it all and sucked for more.  Her mind was drunk with passion and the alcohol she had consumed.  When she stood up, she smiled at him.  "Thanks baby."

Jim shook his head.  "Oh no.  Thank you, darling.  We can do this any time you want.  Next time I'll cum in that tight pussy of yours. Would you like that?"

She twitched in her panties.  "Yeah daddy, I would."

When she got to the car, tasting his cum in her mouth and feeling a sensation in her still stretched no longer virgin pussy, she started to freak out.  "Oh crap, Linda will be home in about an hour."

She rushed home and removed her makeup, hastily threw the clothes into the hamper, took a shower and got dressed.  Linda had come home not long after he emerged from the shower.  Then it hit him, "Did I throw all her of clothes in the hamper or miss it like I do sometimes?"

He was freaking out when Linda walked into the living room with her skirt in hand and a spot in front of it.  "Sweetie, wanna explain this?"

He turned red.  "Oh, well, I, um, was playing around in your clothes, just to see how they feel, and..."

She shook her head and held up her favorite red top with a cum stain in front, obviously from Jim's seed.  "And this?"

He was speechless, but what he didn't understand was his wife's kinky side.  She had a little secret before they met as well.  She liked to dominate men and had turned two of her old boyfriends into her submissive sissies.

Linda sat next to him.  "Look, you need to be honest with me and tell me everything.  No lies.  Otherwise, we have a real problem here."

Steve was embarrassed, but he loved her.  He had no idea why he wanted to suck cock or why he wanted to do it again, but he told her everything.  "I'm so sorry, Linda.  I really am.  I should have said something."

She shook her head and chuckled.  "Well, the important thing is you’re telling me now."

"So you're not mad, " he asked hopefully?

"Oh, I'm pissed, " she said looking him in the eyes, "but there's one thing you need to know about me."

Now, he was really nervous.  "What?  What's that honey?"

"I have dealt with little sissies like you in the past, " she said as she slapped his knee and stood up from the couch.  "And there's gonna be some changes around here from now on."

"Changes, " he asked perplexed?  "What changes?"

She laughed evilly as she walked down the hallway.  "You'll find out soon enough, and you'd better do as I say.  Otherwise, the courts are gonna find out what a cheating little sissy faggot I have for a husband.  Are we clear?"

What sort of changes she had in mind, he didn't know.  However, he had browsed a few web pages online due to his secret desire to be dominated by her.  He figured he could handle it, or he'd better learn to.  "Yes ma'am, " he replied.

An Interesting Turn Of Events: Two Days Earlier

Two Days Earlier

Brian was frustrated with the negotiations with A.J. Robinson. This was a potentially big account for the company, and he wanted to land it. He was desperate to land it. Even though Jim insisted that Brian was a vital part of the company, he felt like he wasn't doing his share. Brian was not the strong, manly man that Jim and his crew were. Far from it.

All his life, Brian had been called a sissy and other derogatory names from the bigger boys. He'd have been beat up a lot if not for the fact that Jim was bigger than most of them and protected him. If he was lucky, girls might let him hang out with them in order to get him to do their homework or whatever, Otherwise, they would laugh at him too. Oddly enough, their teasing never bothered him. In fact, it made him happy.

One of the girls in high school even took it further. He came to her house and helped her with her homework. She got a good grade. Unlike some of the girls who might use him this way only when a good grade was needed, Lisa was different. She identified him immediately as a sissy. In fact, he confessed to dressing up in his older sister's clothes to her.

Lisa's teasing only made him want to be in her presence more. Even for a ninth grader in high school, she was developing quicker than the other girls. She told him in no uncertain terms that as long as he did as he was told, he could be her sissy. That was when Brianna really came into existence.

It started with her allowing him to wear her panties and a bra when he did her homework. It escalated to full dress up and make up and an occasional trip outside. An element of excitement was introduced to the equation when Lisa began dating Jim a year later. He was on the football team and she was a cheerleader. Brian was helping them both, though Jim knew nothing about the sissy element in all of this.

Lisa would tease him about how his best friend was fucking her, and how she sucked his cock. Then, she would tease him with comments like, "I bet you would like to suck his cock too, wouldn't you Briana?"

He tried to deny it, but she never quit teasing him. As was always the case with Lisa, she found a way to take it to the next level when she got a new boyfriend. Brianna was an attractive sissy, thanks to Lisa's help. The time finally came when she arranged for Brianna to suck her boyfriend's cock. It was a setup.

Briana had done Lisa's homework that day, in full dress and makeup while Lisa was the only one home. Brianna hadn't a clue what was going to happen. Lisa went to her neighbor's house, and her boyfriend showed up and let himself in, It very quickly escalated to him insisting that Brianna give him a blowjob. "Come on, " he said. "Lisa told me you were a good cock sucker, and I know you want it."

Brianna was freaking out on the inside. What if he found out he was really Brian? He resolved to suck his cock and get him out of there. As he was about to cum, Brianna figured she'd jerk him off the rest of the way, but he grabbed the sissy's head and forced him to swallow every drop. Not so much as a thank you before he left.

Lisa came back and acted surprised when she heard Brianna's story. He was freaked out, but Lisa's comments, such as, "good girl" and "that's what sissies like you are here for" made him feel alright. Brianna thought for sure that he'd been spotted, but Lisa insisted he had not. "Sweetie, you're more girl than boy."

It was during those times that gender identity became an issue with Brian, but he only dared explore the expression of his gender with Lisa. By senior year, Lisa had moved on from him, and he was left trying to find a woman who would help him along. Eventually, he started contacting Professional Dommes, which led to his relationship with Mistress April.

He was putting a lot of pressure on himself to deliver the big contract to the company, because it meant they could expand. Jim's unwavering support and encouragement made Brian feel more pressure, and he was spending a lot of time online with Mistress April. A revelation earlier in the afternoon had Brian debating what to do, though he knew what Mistress April's answer would be.

He prepared himself by slipping into his prettiest pink babydoll nightie and matching panties, full makeup and sexy pink heels. He made contact with Miss April, who was dressed in black. Her long black hair was tied back in a bun and she wore glasses, giving her a look of authority. She gave the hint of a smile through her red lipsticked lips. "What do you want, sissy?"

Brian's head was down. "I'm sorry Mistress. I know how important your time is."

April chuckled. "You're lucky you are my favorite little sissy bitch, Brianna. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother with your little whiny, needy ass."

The chastity cage was just too tight for Brian as he heard these words. "I'm sorry, Mistress. Did you get my gift?"

"Yes I did sissy, " she said rather sternly. "While it was nice of you to make such a big gesture, don't think that you can just buy me off like that."

"No.. Of course not, " Brian replied . "I simply wanted to do it because you are such a Goddess to me. I don't deserve your attention."

"That's why your my favorite sissy, " she said with a hint of approval in her voice. "If you moved closer, I might even have a place for you as my sissy maid. I have a hunch you could handle it."

"I could come visit you, Mistress. If I could just be in the same room with you..."

"We'll talk about that later sissy, " April interrupted. "What do you want?"

"You know I am trying to get this deal done for the company."

April laughed. "You know what I find sad, sissy? I bet that partner of yours would gladly take you as his sissy bitch if you just came out to him, but instead you hide and come crying to me every day."

"Please Mistress."

"You know you'll get honesty from me, ' she looked at her watch. "Don't come to me if you don't want to hear it. Now, can we hurry this along?"

Brian was red with embarrassment. "Well, Mr. Robinson, A.J. and I have been corresponding back and forth mostly. We've met twice, and I'm supposed to meet him tomorrow."

April sighed impatiently. "Yeah, so?"

"So, um , he sent me an e-mail from some group called Men Who Like Sissy Girls with a picture of a sissy. It was meant to be forwarded to somebody else, I'm sure. In it, he talks about the things he'd like to do sexually to her."

"So?"

Brian pouted "Mistress, I don't know what to make of it?"

April laughed. "Oh my God. Just because you're wearing a blond wig doesn't mean you have to be so dumb."

"What are you saying?"

She took off her glasses. "Look, the answer to all of your problems is obvious. What more do you need, sissy? Somebody to come knocking on your door?"

"Are you suggesting I get dressed up pretty for Mr. Robinson just to make this deal and let him have his way with me, " Brian asked, already knowing the answer?

"What are my rules when it comes to you and guys, Sissy Brianna?"

Brian's cage hadn't gotten any looser, and he was looking down as he replied. "I'm supposed to please any cock that is offered to me."

April nodded. "Very good, my pet. Now, if you need me to spell it out for you, I expect you to go meet with with him and do what you were meant to do. Get dressed as sexy as you can, please him in any way he asks and get the deal done. That will make your precious Jim happy with you, and you want to make him happy, don't you?"."

"Yes Mistress."

"Is that all?"

"Yes, and thank you Mistress."

"Contact me after you follow through with it." April shut down her camera.

"Shit. I was gonna ask her if I could get out of my chastity, " Brian whined,



Brian had arranged a meeting with A.J. Robinson at his downtown office on the 12th floor. It was rare that he got out dressed up. He was just too shy to dress up as Brianna during the day, even though he could still pull it off. Plus, how would Jim and the guys at the company react to it?

Brian liked the blond look, so he went with it. He settled on a red dress that was fitted and went just above the knees. He chose red heels. He did full makeup, including ruby red lipstick. He grabbed his purse and headed to his car. His mind was racing. He couldn't believe he was actually going through with it.

He settled on the strategy of surprise, which might backfire on him. To A.J., this was just Brian coming by for final negotiations. The end of their most recent conversation let him know he was on thin ice when he was told, "You should know I have other companies wanting to do business with me. If you can't show me what makes you so special tonight, the negotiations are over."

There was a female receptionist at the front desk. She chuckled when asked who was coming to see Mr. Robinson, and he responded, "Brian" in a not feminine enough voice, though his look was good.

"Not bad sweetie, " she said. "A little heavy on the makeup, but not bad. It's the 12th floor. Go on up. He's waiting for you." He walked away and heard her add, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, hun."

It seemed like the longest elevator ride of his life as his nerves were getting to him. He got off and walked down a corridor, past an empty secretary's desk and to the office. Brian stood outside the door. He took a breath. "Here we go."

A.J. was an older man in his late 50's with salt and pepper hair and a goatee. He was only slightly overweight, but in good shape. He wore a Navy blue suit as he stood at the liqueur cabinet. "Ah, Brian." He poured a couple of drinks. "Right on time, I see." He did a double take as he saw the woman in front of him. "What the?"

Brian nervously cleared his throat as he saw A.J. looking him over. "You asked me what I could do that the others can't. Well, I can, um , be your personal sissy."

"I see, " A.J. took a big drink. "Well, you'll understand if I want to see proof of that."

Brian was blushing. "Yes. If we do business, I'd be willing to be your sissy once a month for the next year."

A.J. grinned. "How about two years?" Brian downed his drink and said nothing. "No. One year, twice a month with three additional weekends of my choosing and an option to continue our arrangement for an additional year."

Brian said nothing for a moment before slowly nodding. "Okay."

A.J. extended his hand and they shook on the deal,. "I'll have my people draw it up."

"Wait, what?"

A.J. poured them another drink. "Oh, you're a secret sissy? In that case, we'll keep that clause out of the public papers, but it will still be binding."

"Okay."

"Pleasure doing business with you, " he said as he raised his glass. Brian joined him in downing his drink. "Of course, I'm gonna have to see how you perform, sissy Brianna."

Before Brian could answer, A.J. had him in his arms in a kiss. Brian accepted it, kissing him back. He also became aware of something poking him.

A.J. undid his pants and the impressive bulge in his underwear had to be eight inches. "Okay, little lady. Lets see how you suck daddy's cock."

Brian was quickly on his knees with a hard cock pointing at his face for the first time since high school. He instinctively kissed the tip, leaving a trace of lipstick on it. He gently grabbed it and started licking it all over, especially underneath.

"Lick my balls sweetie, " he instructed. Brian could smell his manly scent as he began licking his hairy balls. He gently took each one into his mouth and started sucking it. "Outstanding, Brianna. You have potential."

Hearing the name Brianna made Brian feel weird for a moment. He never heard a man call him that before, and the gay thoughts came to mind for a moment. They went away quickly, because he didn't feel like Brian sucking a cock. He was Brianna. His cage was tight again, and he could not deny he liked this.

Without being told, Brianna started sucking the cock slowly. No rushed job here. She wanted to make sure A.J. enjoyed the experience. She wanted to get the deal done. More importantly, she wanted to please this man. "Take it deeper, " he insisted. "I want to see you gag on my big cock."

Brianna was doing as told. She felt the cock at the back of her throat and pushing further. Her gag reflex kicked in, and she came up for air before going back for more. This went on a few times as A.J. had a cock coated with the sissy's saliva. "Okay, I'm gonna fuck your face."

A.J. grabbed Brianna's head and started thrusting in and out as she simply sucked and concentrated on keeping his cock inside her mouth. "Yes, I think I'm gonna like having you as my sissy slut."

This went on for just a few minutes before it happened. A.J. took his cock out of her mouth. "Sit right there, " he said as he jerked off in her face. Soon, jets of his cum shot out, covering her face in a creamy mess. "Yeah. Suck it some more."

She sucked him clean. When he was satisfied, he pulled her up to her feet. "Don't clean your face, Brianna. You look good that way."

Brianna was taking in the moment. She had just been used by this older man. A.J. went to the liqueur cabinet again for a refill of their drinks. He handed her one. "Thank you.":

"Let's take my private elevator to the roof, " he took Brianna's hand. "It's a beautiful view."

In the elevator, Briana was wiping her fingers on her face and licking them clean. "Can I ask you something?"

"I don't see why not."

"What is your attraction to sissies?"

A.J. grinned. "Oh, that's easy. I've found that girls like you are more eager to please their boyfriends. I don't know a lot of women who would do what you just did."

They got off the elevator and onto the roof. Brianna looked around. There was a helicopter landing pad, though no copter was present. There were a couple of buildings taller than this one, but it was an amazing view. The sun had gone down, and lights lit up the city to the sound of traffic. Further off in the distance was the ocean.

"What did I tell you, " he asked as he downed his drink? "Beautiful view, isn't it?"

Brianna nodded in agreement as she downed her drink. "It is. It's breathtaking."

"You know, if you keep building your company the way you are, you guys could have office space here in the city."

"I think I'd like that."

A.J. kissed Brianna again. "Plus, we could meet more often for some fun."

Brianna felt his hardness already poking against her again.

"You know another thing I like to do Brianna, " A.J. had the biggest grin?

The sissy smiled demurely. "I can only imagine."

"I like to fuck a sissy right on the railing of the roof. In fact, I'd like too fuck you on the railing. How about that?"

Brianna was still very nervous. "If that's what you want."

He nodded. "Oh, I definitely do. Why don't you take off that dress there, darling?"

Brianna complied as he helped her with the zipper in the back. She stood in her red bra and panties and heels. "Now, take off your panties." Brianna stood facing him and revealed the pink chastity cage she wore. A.J. laughed. "Another thing I like about you sissies. You keep your little clitties locked so you can learn to take pleasure from being fucked by a real man."

He grabbed the little pink chastity cage. "Is it tight?"

Brianna nodded. "Yes, it is."

"That's the only way you sissies learn to stay limp." He teased her by pulling on the cage and releasing his grip. "Nobody wants anything to do with your itty bitty clitty."

"Are you gonna fuck me, " she blurted out?

"That depends. Are you gonna ask nicely?"

"Please fuck me, daddy. I need your big cock inside me."

He pointed to the railing. "Lean against it "

He stood behind her and laughed as he noticed the plug. "Sissies. I love them." He pulled it out. "We'll, damn. That's a big plug. I guess you want a big cock, don't you?"

"Yes. I need big cock fucking me."

He positioned his cock at her open sissy hole and pushed in. "Ask and ye shall receive, " he said as he pushed in without much resistance. He was thrusting in and out. "Relax, darling. You won't fall off the roof."

The strangest feeling overcame Brianna. She closed her eyes and for a moment, she pictured Jim behind her, probing her deeply. "Oh God, yes, " she moaned before realizing she was talking. "Fuck me."

"Push back against it, " he instructed. She began pushing back against his cock and coming back up as he let her do the work. "That's it, darling. You know what Daddy likes."

Brianna opened her eyes and looked at the city view as she gave up her girlie virginity in what still amounted to a business deal for the company. It felt good as he began to touch her in just the right place with his big love muscle. In all honesty, all thoughts of being a man in bed vanished on this night. Brianna had found her calling.

A.J. pulled out. "Darling, lets go over to the picnic bench."

"Okay, " she took his hand as he led her to the bench.

"Hop on up there and lay on our back, darling, I wanna look you in the eye when I make love to you."

It was the strangest feeling, but it felt right. Brianna lay on her back with her legs in the air as A.J. again entered her sissy pussy. She was making eye contact with the man who was making a proper sissy girl of her. He was fucking her at a steady pace as her chastity cage moved around and she moaned in intense pleasure.

Brianna had experienced the bliss of sissygasm through instructions from Mistress April on how to use her toys, but this was a real man's cock. For an older man, A.J., had incredible stamina, and Brianna soon found herself in the throes of her first orgasm with a man. It built up and slowly let loose.

When it stopped, A.J. was still pounding her hard. "You are one hot piece of ass, Brianna. "One of a kind."

This continued for several minutes, and Brianna was delirious with delight as she felt a second orgasm building. A.J. recognized the look. He touched her cage and teased her. "Cum for me darling. Come for daddy."

The pleasure continued to build and tease her before she let loose again. A.J. leaned down and planted a deep and sensual kiss on her. "Are you ready for daddy's seed?"

She tilted her head up, bit her lower lip and nodded. 'Uh huh."

A.J. began to pick up his pace and soon he emptied his love fluids deep into Brianna's sissy pussy. He kissed her again with his big cock still penetrating her. "You may be the best I've ever had."

He helped Brionna off of the table. She smiled. "So, does this mean we have a deal?"

He kissed her, "Best deal I've ever made." He held her in his arms. "Twice a month for a year with three weekends with an option for a second year."

"Yes, as long as we're doing business."

He kissed her again. "I'd like to hook up with you occasionally outside of our deal."

She laughed as she reinserted the big plug and put her panties and dress back on. "We'll see."

"I'm serious, Brianna. You and I could be great together."

She grabbed a mirror and some wipes out of her purse to clean up her face. "Let me think about it."

"Okay, but don't make daddy wait too long for an answer." He was almost begging at this point. "I can take real good care of you. Clothes, salon appointments. Whatever you need."

She was reapplying her makeup and listening to him without answering. "Did I mention I have a yacht and a private jet?"

She finished her makeup and kissed him. "We'll see, sweetie. Let's get the paperwork done and signed first."

"You'll have it tomorrow. I promise."

She went to the main elevator. "Okay, just send it to the office. You know the address."

"And then we can talk about hooking up some more, " he asked? "We could go out to dinner. Wherever you want."

She stepped into the elevator and turned around and smiled at him without saying a word. "Can I call you, " he asked as the doors shut?

With the doors shut, reality set in. "Oh my God. Did that just happen? What if Jim finds out? I can't let him find out. Oh crap. What if A.J. blabs to him? No, he won't unless I don't honor the deal. Did I really just make that deal?"

Brianna stepped off the elevator and into the lobby area. It was quiet in the room, and the receptionist was the only one there, apparently watching TV. She stood up when Briana was walking by. "I'll give you credit, honey. You really rocked his world. I don't think I've ever seen the old man beg before. Impressive"

Brianna was blushing. "Excuse me"

The receptionist motioned to the TV. "Security cameras, sweetie. Even on the roof."

Brianna started to panic. "Oh my God."

The young, attractive receptionist walked over to Brianna. "Relax, I'm not telling anybody.'

"Thank you."

The lady smiled. "So, did you make a deal?"

Brianna nodded. "We did. A very good one, but I had to work for it."

The young brunette giggled. "Well, obviously. That's the price a girl pays to do business sometimes."

"I suppose so."

The receptionist walked Brianna to the door. "Oh please. If I could ride Mr. Robinson's cock to get some place in this company, I'd be all over it. I don't care. It's just unfortunate for me that I'm not his type of girl. I guess that's another thing you have going for you."

"I suppose so." Brianna walked out the door. She was still in shock over what she had done. She wanted to go back home and tell Mistress Alice all about it. She felt sure that her Mistress would be proud of her. That thought made her smile

An Interesting Turn Of Events

An Interesting Turn Of Events

Jim was a construction company owner. He was a tall man with black hair who kept himself in good shape. He got married, but five years later it ended in divorce. Dating proved frustrating. He was still fairly young, in his late 30's, but the women he dated left him frustrated. He just couldn't make the right connection.

It was one night at a bar when he met Stephanie. Stephanie was an attractive woman with long brown hair, breasts that seemed perfect, not too big or too small, and a shapely ass. Stephanie was flirtatious and very friendly, a contradiction to her quiet demeanor at work as a librarian, They got along well, and Jim took her home that night.

Before some of the most amazing sex he'd ever had, Jim learned that Stephanie was a pre op transsexual woman, who preferred being treated like a woman. This was just fine with Jim. A whirlwind romance began, and two months later he asked her to move in with him. Life was good on all fronts for Jim. However, there was somebody he was worried about.

Brian was Jim's best friend since childhood and the co owner of the construction business. They did everything together and looked out for each other in different ways. Growing up, other kids learned quickly not to mess with Brian when Jim was around. Brian helped Jim with his studies. Brian did most of the paper work in the company. However, he seemed to be getting nowhere fast with women.

That's when the idea came to Jim. What if he introduced Brian to the idea of dating a transsexual woman? Jim was happy and in love. Stephanie was all woman in the bedroom, attentive to his needs and truly she had become his life partner. He decided this needed to happen, and he brought up the topic to Stephanie after sex one night.

"Mmm, that was wonderful baby, " said Stephanie with a kiss.

"Yes it was. You really know how to make me feel special." There was a hint of concern in his voice. "I feel so lucky right now."

"What is it sweetie, " she asked? "I can tell that you have something on your mind. Tell me."

"I was just thinking about Brian."

Stephanie giggled. "I must be doing something wrong if you're thinking about him while you're making love to me."

Jim rolled on top of her and kissed her. "Am I gonna have to tie you down and teach you to be a good girl?"

"Promises promises, " she teased as she kissed him. "What's wrong with mopey?"

"See, that doesn't help things when you keep teasing him like that, honey. You know he's my best friend, and I can tell that he's depressed. He hasn't dated anybody in over a year."

Stephanie pushed him off and rolled on top of him with another kiss. "I'm sorry. What do you want me to do, fix him up with one of my girlfriends? You haven't told him about me yet, so..."

"I'm getting to that." Jim could feel himself getting hard again. "I was thinking I could bring him here for dinner and we could talk about that and then..."

"So, what do you want me to do?" She was grinning. "Let him fuck me? I have a feeling he'd rather me fuck him."

"Stephanie, you've got him all wrong."

"Fine, I'll make dinner and we can see where it goes from there." She kissed him. "Sound good to you?"

They shared a long and passionate kiss. "Perfect. Now that that's settled, it's time for another round."

"I thought you'd never ask."



Jim and Brian came home from work in a good mood. "That was amazing, Brian. The company wouldn't be where it is if it wasn't for you."

Brian was blushing. "Oh please. You and the crew work your asses off. That's why it's so successful. I just sit at a desk on a computer and talk on the phone all day."

"Dude, don't even start with that, " Stephanie was there to greet Jim with a kiss. "Did you know that Brian just landed the company a six figure deal?"

Stephanie smiled at Brian and gave him a hug. "That's awesome. Congratulations."

Brian winced for a moment and recovered as be blushed. "Just doing my job."

Jim sniffed the air. "Something smells good."

"It's meat loaf and it's ready, " Stephanie replied as she went to set the table.

They made idle chit chat as they enjoyed some wine with their meal. Afterwards, Brian and Jim went to the living room. Stephanie cleaned up the kitchen and joined them afterwards, wasting little time getting to the point. "So, Brian, Jim tells me you haven't been dating in a while."

Brian started blushing again and was stammering. "Well, I, um... It's not... I've been talking with this amazing woman online for a few months now. She's..."

Stephanie was laughing. "Online? Are you serious? You need the real thing, sweetie."

"What she means is we think you should get back out there and start dating again, " Jim added. "And we think we have the solution."

"What are you talking about?"

Stephanie was sitting between the two on the couch and put her hand on Brian's leg. He whimpered. "Is everything okay, " she asked?

"I'm fine. What are you guys talking about?"

"Have you ever thought about dating a transsexual woman, " Stephanie asked as she rubbed her hand on his leg? Brian bit his bottom lip.

"A, um, transsexual woman, " he nervously asked?

Stephanie smiled flirtatiously. "Yeah. You know. A chick with a dick?"

"Oh, I, um... I don't think they liked being called that."

"So you have thought about it, " Stephanie replied as her boyfriend just listened. "Would it surprise you if I told you I was transsexual?"

Brian was whimpering and looked nervous. "No, I mean, um. You're so beautiful, and, um... Why are you talking about this?"

Stephanie stood up in front of Brian and looked at Jim, who nodded. She lifted up her red skirt and pulled down her panties, revealing a smoothly shaved, semi hard, six inch cock. "Surprise, " she grinned.

Brian was transfixed by her cock. He didn't say a word, but he was whimpering. He thought about getting up and leaving in that moment before he did what he really waned to do.

Stephanie had other ideas. "Do you want to touch it?" He said nothing. "It's okay sweetie," she added. "You can touch it."

Brian got on his knees in front of her, gently grabbed it and started sucking it. Stephanie laughed as she looked at Brian. "See. I told you."

"Brian, would you like to fuck my girlfriend, " Jim asked?

"I can't, " he replied as he continued sucking.

Stephanie laughed. "He's a sissy, Jim. I knew it all along." She looked down at Brian. "Tell me sweetie. Are you wearing panties?"

Brian stood up. "No, um." He looked at Jim. "I just remembered I need to go. I'll, um... I'll see you later."

Jim stood up in front of Brian, towering over him. "Brian, don't. You're among friends here. You don't have to leave. We won't judge you, will we honey?"

Stephanie stood, slowly playing with her she cock. "Of course not. Show me your panties, Brianna, I mean Brian." She giggled. "I bet they're pretty."

Brian looked at both of them. He removed his shoes and pulled down his pants, revealing smooth legs and a pair of frilly pink panties. "Oh, those are cute, " Stephanie remarked. "What else are you hiding?"

Brian was still nervous as he looked at Stephanie, then Jim and back to Stephanie again. He removed his socks, revealing toe nails painted hot pink. "Oh, those are cute, " said Stephanie. "Wait a minute." She reached out and grabbed Brian's right hand. "You painted your finger nails clear."

"I um..."

"What else are you hiding from us?"

Brian removed his shirt to reveal a pink bra. Stephanie walked up to him and kissed him. "What a cute little sissy girl you are, Brianna, " she took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Standing in front of the bed, she embraced him with a kiss.

Then she reached down and felt something hard in Brian's panties. "What's this?" She pulled down his panties to see a small pink chastity cage. "Really? Chastity? Where's the key, sweetie? I want a taste."

Brian blushed. "I can't. Mistress Alice won't let me, and she has the key."

Stephanie laughed. "Your online girlfriend?"

"Mistress, " he corrected her. "She's my Mistress."

Stephanie guided Brian's hand onto her clitty. "I see. What does Mistress Alice say about you sucking cock?"

Brian blushed. "She wants me to please any cock I am asked to please."

Stephanie smiled. "Oh, this is precious." She lay on the bed and spread her legs. "Are you going to please my she cock for me, sissy Brianna?"

Brian nodded and got on the bed with his head quickly over her crotch, sucking her cock with his ass in the air.

Stephanie looked over at Jim in the doorway, who had his eight inch cock out and was stroking it. "Just in time, sweetie." She ran her fingers gently through Brian's hair. "You wanted to help your best friend. I think you know what he needs now, don't you?"

Jim went to the bed stand for some lube and Brian took his mouth off of her cock and looked at Jim. "But."

"Did your Mistress say anything about taking cock in your ass, " he asked with a grin?" Brian nodded. "And, what did she say?"

Brian was as nervous as he'd ever been as he uttered his next words. "Um, that I. Um, I have to take cock in my sissy pussy whenever I get the chance."

Jim walked up behind Brian and laughed. "Oh my God, Stephanie. You won't believe this?"

"Butt plug, " she replied?

He pulled out a large butt plug. "Fuck an a, you've got it bad, don't you Brian?"

Brian didn't answer. He seemed resolved to what was going to happen as he went back to sucking Stephanie's she cock. Jim lubed him up more and entered his ass without too much effort. "You and I have some talking to do later."

"Hmm, this sissy has some great oral skills baby, " Stephanie quipped to her boyfriend. "You should try them out."

Jim was fucking his best friend pretty hard. "I plan to."

Stephanie grinned. "I bet his Mistress has him practicing on a dildo every night."

All of the toy play had prepared Brian for this moment, and for the ability to have a sissygasm. He was pushing back and taking Jim deep. "Fuck Brian. You should have told me you wanted to be fucked a long time ago. We could have made this happen."

Stephanie didn't get a lot of oral from Jim, but she was enjoying the experience from Brian. Soon enough, she popped her load inside his mouth, and he swallowed all of her sweet girlie juices.

Brian was next as he had a slow orgasm inside the confines of his chastity. If he were honest, he had fantasized about this moment with Jim's cock deep inside him for years. The grand finale came about ten minutes later as Jim erupted inside his ass. The three lay on the bed, kissing afterwards. "Fuck, that was amazing, " Brian finally admitted.

Jim kissed Brian. "Are you transgender, Brian? Do you want to be a woman and transition like Stephanie?"

"Yes, " he replied. "I have for a long time. I recently started hormones too."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I couldn't. I just couldn't."

"Well, from now on, you dress the way you want to, " Jim insisted.

Stephanie kissed Brian. "I'll help you out, sweetie. You have a lot to work with."

"But, what about the guys at work?" Brian looked uncertain about the idea.

""Haven't I always looked out for you?"

"Yes, you have."

"Then, you'd better dress as you want to, " he said with another kiss. "Or, I'm not gonna be happy with you."

"I will, " Brian replied.

"Good, " Stephanie said with a smile. "Now that that's settled, could you lick my pussy so it's ready for daddy's cock. Once he gets started, he likes to keep going."

"It's true, I do like to fuck, " Jim remarked as he kissed his girlfriend.

With an ass full of his best friend's manly seed, Brian soon had his tongue buried in Stephanie's t-girl pussy hole. "Mmm, this is another thing you're good at, Brianna."

My Trip To San Francisco

This was something I posted on another site about six years ago as I was beginning my own journey into femininity.  Taking it from my head to reality, where I needed to be.  I was going to San Francisco to find the location of Divas Nightclub, a bar for the transgender community and admirers.  


While I was there, I was taking in the view and observing things.  I rather like this column and didn't want it to fade into obscurity, so here it is.  Hope you enjoy it.




I finally made it back to San Francisco.  It’s been a while.  I had a few things I wanted to do.  It was a nice day to go there too.  San Francisco is a beautiful city, an ugly city and everything in between.  I really wanted to soak in more of the sites and sounds this time.

I got off BART at Civic Center.  One of the things I wanted to do was consolidate some small BART tickets into bigger ones, and there are three stations on the strip that handle that.  I’m pretty well set on BART tickets now.

The irony is I enjoy riding BART, but before my friend moved from Union City to Indiana, I would never get on a train to visit.  He always came out this way.  I feel like a big jerk about it now when we talk and I tell him about the BART trips I take.  Life doesn’t give us "do overs" on this stuff either.

Anyway...

Not far from the Civic Center station, I heard the beating of drums.  There was a street musician banging away on the drums.  He sounded pretty good too.  Overhead, a guy was flying a multi colored dragon kite in the air as we had a pretty good breeze today.

I paused to observe a quote engraved on a wall:

"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts."

Rachel Carlson

You see people of all races, religions and sexual orientations in San Francisco.  It is truly a melting pot of culture.  The city was busy as usual and had heavy traffic.  People were shopping, tourists visiting, business men and women, plenty of kids as school was out for the week.

If you think you’ve got it bad, come to San Francisco and observe.  There are homeless people here, sleeping by some buildings.  People looking for a quarter for their next meal.  I encountered no aggressiveness, just quiet requests.

I’m not bragging, but I helped a few people with change. How many times in my life do I walk past people without even acknowledging the person in need?  Too many times to count.

Pigeons walk the sidewalks.  They aren’t afraid.  They don’t fly off when you come up on then.  They simply move aside.  You don’t see a lot of green on the main street.  It’s a wave on concrete and buildings that fill the landscape.  Some beautiful architecture.

On one corner, there was an African American man and woman dancing to James Brown and having a good time.  A white lady joined in while her friend took her picture.  They were having fun.  I was tempted to join in.  I should have.  Chicken!

I went to another station to do another ticket.  There was a street musician playing Take A Load Off on acoustic guitar.  I listened for a minute.  He was pretty good.  I pitched in a little change.  I’ve actually heard some pretty good street musicians in San Francisco and Berkeley in the past.

Checked out a couple DVD places looking for my girl.  Not there.  Do they have a clue?  She should be everywhere.  The world should know her.  One day they will.

Another reason for coming to town was to locate Divas Nightclub on Post Street.  I’m out of my element here, but I wanted to locate the place for my first night time visit to the city.  I got lost at first.  Always seems to happen to me when I first go looking for some place in an unfamiliar town.

As I walked up the street, I observed people kicking back on the patch of grass on Post Street.  The sun was shining and it was a good day to be outside.

There are lots of nice stores to shop for clothes and other stuff.  I noticed Victoria’s Secret and a jewelry store.  I thought my lady would like something nice from one of these places.  I would love to get it for her.  Oh wait, I have no lady.

I walked past The Owl Tree and a building that had a gold 666 on a black background.  I thought about some of the stuff I’ve heard from Alex Jones and Jordan Maxwell.  The old conspiracy stuff.  No time for that line of thought today.

There was a red carpet in front of The Kimpton Hotel.  I decided to walk the red carpet.  A guy came toward me.  I didn’t move out of the way like I’ve been known to do.  I was feeling like a star.  He should move out of my way.

I was getting closer.  I saw a pretty lady.  I’m not gonna play Maury’s game of is she or isn’t she.  She looked like my kind of woman though.

At last I had found Divas.  Not too far from the Montgomery Street station.  I touched the wall to give my visit a little more meaning.  I looked at the schedule on the wall.  I wanna dance, so maybe a Friday or Saturday would be fun. Too bad it’s not Friday now.  I will be back, but I was happy to be there.  What the hell took me so long?

I walked to the corner of Post and Polk and stood there for a few minutes. Some of the people I used to know would make a joke about this.  I’m on Polk Street, and I’m happy to be here.  I had a guy ask me for money in Spanish.

I recalled one of the few phrases I learned in school, "No comprendo"  I’m such a moron.  I had two years to learn this.  People who can speak more than one language are fortunate, because they can communicate with so many more people.

As I stood there on the corner, a man came up and started yelling at the lady I had seen.  I’ve heard about these guys, but I’d never seen one in action.  He’s a pimp.  It just served to remind me of how ugly the world can be.  He didn’t hit her, just yelled.  Of course, I don’t know what happened when they rounded the corner.

This got me to thinking.  If women like her are so bad, what does that make the pimp or the john?  Nobody is better than anybody else.  Yet you have whore thrown around at these women like they are less than human.

When she is with somebody, the feeling is good for both of them.  But she gets stuck with that label and the john goes back home like nothing ever happened.  What has the pimp really done, except get paid for treating the woman like trash and taking her money?

We all have to do what we have to do in this life, but that doesn’t make you any better than anybody else.  Everybody has dreams, even this lady today.  I can’t possibly know what she is going through.  I can say I hope she gets through this time in her life and gets to a place that makes her happy.

My journeys may take me to a woman like her, but I will tell you right now.  She ain’t no whore in my eyes.  She is a lady.  She will be treated as such.  If we only share a night together, we will be lovers that night.  It will be a positive experience for both of us.  Call me deluded.  Call me romantic.  It’s just how I feel.

I walked down by the market place and the ferry boats.  I got a chance to look out over the water for a few minutes.  My day in San Francisco was just about over.  I watched a boat sail away.  The market place was filled with the pleasant smells of food and coffee.  There were lots of people coming and going.

As I left the market place, I spotted a man and woman (husband and wife?) dancing the tango with nobody else around.  She was wearing a red dress and looking sexy.  It was a beautiful moment.

The kids were out skateboarding off to the side and shredding away.  They looked like they were having fun and they were not bugging anybody.  I had to go back to the Embarcadero station, but I will be back.

I sit here on the train writing while this is all still fresh in my mind.  I enjoyed being in the city today.  I accomplished what I wanted to accomplish and took my mind off of negative thoughts. I needed a break from the routine.

I feel good and a little inspired right now.  Nothing like a day away from home to get you out of a rut.  I complain a lot, but I am really lucky to have what I have in life.  And I have the capability of changing things in my life for the better.  I will continue to do my best.