A Natural Sissy Part 7

"Why... why... did you park so far away, Miss Gail?"

"Oh, because I have a cramp in my leg, and I need to walk it off. Come along now. We need to hurry."

As we made out way across the parking lot, Stacy was on full display to hundreds of mall shoppers coming and going. His high heels clicking on the pavement brought attention to the sissy, and his cock was plainly outlined by the skintight trousers he wore. I stopped him when he tried to button the suit coat, and of course his red bra was obvious to any who chose to look.

Finally, we were at the door to Heather's parlor, and she came out to welcome us. She and I hugged, like the dear friends we were, and then she looked at Stacy, her hands on her hips, her legs spread, stretching her mini skirt to the limit.

"Stacy, aren't you going to give me a nice manly kiss like last time we met? I'm sure Gail will time it for you."

"Uh... here, Miss Heather? Out here on the sidewalk?"

"Of course, right here, darling. Why would you think not?"

"There's a lot of people here. Inside wouldn't be so crowded."

"Crowds don't bother me. Are you going to kiss me, or not?"

I was almost ready to burst out laughing, I was so amused at Heather's antics. Stacy was really getting nervous now, I could tell. He was looking around to see how many people were nearby, and there were a lot of them.

"Er... um..."

"Come on, Stacy. Wrap your arms around me and give me one of your alpha type kisses, you delicious hunk of masculinity."

Talk about sarcasm, I thought.

Finally, Stacy decided that he was not going to get out of this predicament, so he knelt on the sidewalk, raised Heather's mini skirt, exposing her naked pussy, wrapped his arms around her luscious thighs, and began his kiss. Her pussy, of course. I understood that it was to be a three-minute French kiss so I timed it for them.

When it was over, a crowd had gathered, and applauded with gusto.