I guess you're right that I'm not a real man. I try to act like one, but you're right, for some reason I get turned on by wearing pink panties. I don't think many people can tell, at least I hope not. Though I really don't want to admit it, I guess I should sign up for your email training. Maybe it's time for me to face facts and realize that I really am a silly sissy who's not in a good position to make decisions for myself, and that I should place myself under your control to make wise decisions about what I need regarding such matters as buying and wearing girl's clothing, and whether I should have the right to orgasm, and of course properly respecting you, and whatever else you see fit to determine. I'm afraid of where writing this letter may lead, but it's probably the smart thing for me to do, right?