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SissyMandy - Insatiable Little Me
Date: 8/1/2024, Categories: Cross-dressing, Author: Jilluvscox
... the way, but I decide it's too risky, not wanting to create a scene as he drives around finding an empty parking space. I'm feeling very confident about my anorexic looks when we get out of the car, and I love wiggling my sissy ass as we walk hand-in-hand. I doubt anyone can tell I haven't always been the cute girl I look like today. We meet Max at this quaint little cafe, where the waitress seats us at a table by the window. I love the entire atmosphere of this place, especially watching all the tourists walking by outside, mostly observing how the women are walking with their men. "Did Dez say when he's coming over?" Rob asks Max. "He didn't say," Max replies. "I'll give him a buzz." "Who's Dez?" I ask. "He's the friend I told you about yesterday," Rob says. "I'm assuming you're still open to having another guy join us?" "Yeah, I'm still game. So tell me about Dez." "You'll like him," is all Rob says. "And…?" "And what…? I said you'll like him. What else does a sissy need to know?" "Well, I'd at least like to know what he looks like, and maybe how old he is?" "He's about our age, and he loves young sissies like you. That's all you need to know." Before I can ask him anything else, the waitress brings our food, so that ends that conversation. Max gets on the phone with him as we're eating, but all I can gather from listening to one side of their conversation is this Dez guy is playing a round of golf this afternoon, and he'll come ...
... by probably early evening. Rob and Max are tight-lipped every time I try to bring him up, so I'm left to wonder about him, as any sissy would wonder about the next cock she'll be getting. Max heads to work after we eat, and Rob takes me strolling around all the unique little shops they have here. This is the most comfortable I've ever felt cross-dressing in public, except that for me it's not cross-dressing anymore. This is how I'll be normally dressing every day from now on, and besides that, my sissy tits have become impossible to hide, not that I'd even want to. As we're walking by a jewelry store, the cutest pair of earrings catches my eye in the front window. I gaze at them for the longest time before Rob suggests we go in for a better look. "Sure," I tell him, "but just to look, okay?" The jeweler is eager to show them to me, and even lets me try them on. I can't believe how a little pair of earrings can make a girl feel so excited, but I definitely am. The longer I see them dangling from my ears in a mirror, the more I want them. Then I remember what Brenda told me on the way to the airport yesterday…. 'If you see something you like… buy it. Don't worry about the amount.' Well, I do have my very own credit card in my purse, and I've been itching to use it, but the three-hundred-dollar price tag intimidates me. They're beautiful earrings, solid gold almost, with real diamonds embedded, so they're probably worth it. At least the jeweler says they ...