“No, that’s not the way to be honest, dear,” said Vivian. “If we do this, then you have to ask your wife and Donald for permission. They are the ones that own you, and it would be dishonest to not ask…”
Cindi turned her head and looked up into Vivian’s eyes. Her lips rested on a n****e and she kissed it gently and tears filled her eyes.
“She would be so angry!”
Inside, Vivian was laughing! The earnest look in the sissy’s face, the desperation in her eyes, the hope. It was all too sweet for words and she watched Cindi try to find words to express her forlorn hope.
“Don’t forget to call me ‘Ma’am’,” said Vivian with a thrill as she watched a tear break loose and trickle over the pink cheeks. “A little respect is called for.”
“I’m sorry, Ma’am,” whined Cindi. “I love you so much! I would
