Making of My Sissy Part Three
One day I was home to see, first hand, how my sissy's day progressed. The day went as I thought it would, well planned and a perfect schedule to keep my little one busy. Then there was a knock at the door. My sissy never went near the door. I watched as the bell rang. Again my sissy never even looked at the door. I asked him if there was something wrong. He said that he doesn't answer the door when dressed as such. I asked "dressed as what?" "This is what you liked and you agreed that you would...