Dorian laughed, now openly taunting the little man. "You see, Leighton, you want to be around Women like Us. You love it, You crave it, and ohhhhh do you ever NEED it. Leighton, pretty little sissy boys...like yourself and Allen, there aren't many out there like the two of you little sissy boys...You're Pretty. Very Pretty. Small, Petite, somewhat Effeminate, but not nearly Effeminate for Emily or Me. But we'll fix that in short order. You see, leighton, here you are, the two of you. With your Crushes. We are Beautiful. We are highly educated and highly successful and we know that you know the only way we're going to allow you be around us when WE are in charge of you. And since both of you are extremely pretty, when you both decide to take us up on our little proposal, We'll immediately be putting you in Dresses. Dresses. Always. Trousers will not exist in your new world...unless it is Emily or me wearing them. We're going for that Feminine, slightly Androgynous look. You see...we don't want you 'passing' as Women or Girls. Ohhhh noooo! That certainly wouldn't be any fun. Oh no. We want you passing.as 'Sissies.' You're both very pretty, of course. But Emily and we want both of you Hotly Effeminate...to Women. And, of course we're going to Petticoat You...BOTH of you...tonight."