Proud To Be A Sissy Chapter 8

Going through the clothing I found my wallet and the card Felix had given me still there in the pockets and placed them on the counter. I felt a self satisfying wave of happiness over come me as I dropped what felt like the last shreds of my boyhood into the garbage and turned to the fridge.

Daddy had just sitting down at the table where I had placed his paper just as I finished pouring his coffee so I brought it over and placed it in front of him with some eggs, sausages and toast.

"Thank you sissy," he inhaled deeply and smiled, "You trying to spoil me?"

"No," I replied, "I just wanted to show you how much I enjoyed all of last night and let you know I appreciate how kind you are to me."

"What are you all dolled up for?" he asked as he ate.

"I just like to look and feel pretty for my daddy." I replied smiling at him.

"Slutty too," He grinned, "but I like it and you look great sissy."

I felt myself blushing then asked, "Daddy, do you think Mr. Davis would wait awhile before I start working?"

"I don't think it would be a problem," he said then asked, "why what's the problem?"

"Well," I started shyly, "I would like a little more time to get use to being around people first."

"I don't think that'll be a problem with Leo," Daddy said taking my hand in his, "We can talk to him tonight about it when he and Fred come over later."

"They're coming here tonight?" I asked excitedly feeling tingle in my groin remembering what happened last time they were all here.

"The diners closed on Tuesdays," daddy explained, "So we usually try to get together for some beer and cards. So you'll get to play hostess tonight so right after I'm done eating we have to go shopping and get a few things."

"What about Paul and Felix?" I asked hopefully.

"They better be here," daddy replied grinning, "It ain't no poker game with just three."