Proud To Be A Sissy Chapter 5

Then I started thinking about them as my sissy slut side stared to intrude in my head. They were so tall and kind of cute looking. I did notice Felix's smile was just like his fathers and his large hand seemed to engulf mine when we shook. I giggled to myself wondering if he shared anything of his father's other attributes and a picture of long thick black cock appeared dancing in my thoughts.

"How long have known Mr. Clark?" I asked trying to break the silence.

"Ole' man Clarky?" He started, "All my life I guess. He helped our fathers start up a restaurant before we were born. Actually Paul is his nephew his sister and Leo, Paul's father, where married."

"Really," I said in surprise, "I didn't know he had a sister."

"She died a long time ago," He replied sombrely.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I said, "Poor Paul."

"We were both around five or six at the time, but at least he got to know his mom."

"What happened?" I asked, and then thought the question unkind, "I'm sorry Felix, and I shouldn't have asked that."

No, it's okay," he replied looking at me with a slight grin, "I was just a baby, but I was told one day she pushed me into the restaurant in a buggy and walked away without a word and was never seen or heard of again."

"I feel so sad for you." I choked, "It must of hard not to have a mother growing up?"

"I got over it and I think I turned out fine without her." He said flatly, "Let's talk about something else."

I suddenly realized we were at the foot of my driveway, "Okay, but it will have wait."

"Wait?" He looked down at me in confusion.

"This is where I live." I smiled up at him, "Will I see you tomorrow?"

He grinned back, "Until ole' man Clarky says not too, you got a couple of new pals whether you want them or not."