Shhh.  Perhaps hold a pillow over your face.  It's that kind of scream.  

It's 04:50, and I'm at the porn machine, crossdressed, stoned, cross-eyed and gooning to tranny imagery.  It is no longer a volitional act, although I can report that each instance of succumbing to The Urge comes with attendant thoughts of resistance.  But, I obey.

Wife got home last night from two days on the road.  I was nearly incoherent with sissy cravings, as I lay at Her stocking feet all night.  She likes that.  

She leaves this morning for a long weekend. It's great being married to an athlete!  Sissy heaven indeed.

I shall go deeper.  I obey.

/H or /B or /?... I honestly don't know anymore.