One December, quite a while ago, I was sat in the corner of a favoured pub on my own. As the pub was busy I found myself sharing a table with a jolly couple about 20 years my senior who wanted to know all about me. They even bought me drinks when they went to the bar. As the evening wore on things got a bit bawdy, the woman on my left and her husband on the right. Well he asked me what I was hoping for in my stocking this year and quick as a flash she shouted out, "your own legs?" and I nearly choked on my drink! After another round of drinks the woman had her leg curled round mine and I'm pretty sure he had his hand on my knee. At this point I excused myself and left. But I always wonder what might have happened had I been brave enough to stay. I've always fantasised that they were looking for a sissy like me to join in some seasonal fun with them. *sigh* 🤔 xxx