Sissy Story Chapter 04
The Adult Sissy Black silk shirt, short black leather skirt, black hose, black garter belt, black panties, black bra, black patent leather 5-inch heels and black onyx disks for earrings were, I thought, the perfect outfit for Campbell’s Happy Hour. Campbell’s was the most popular bar downtown and its happy hour was legendary, not for the prices, but for the customers. I’d been there before, and knew a couple of the staff, including the manager. He liked good-looking clientele–they dressed up the place, so he liked me. It was 5:15 when I got there. Mom and her cop were already in a booth, which was definitely a less desirable place to sit than a table, but perfect for people watching. They came to see, I came to be seen. John was there, looking nervous and …