It had been hard already but now it began to get even harder and he pinched it softly. She moaned and pushed her body harder against his. Oh yes, she ...said softly. Harder. Eager to please this beautiful woman, he squeezed the nipple between his fingers and pulled it out as far as he could. The harder he squeezed and pulled, the louder she moaned and moved her body against his. When he had the nipple as hard as he suspected it would get, he released it and moved his hand to the other titty and. ”“Please tell me.”“Okay then. I meant to ask Bradley earlier whether he preferred me shaved down there or just as I am now.”“And?”Suddenly Bradley came on line. “Hi Alan, good night so far?”“I’m... I’m missing Dawn.” He answered knowing full well the meaning of his question.“That’s understandable. Anyway, is it okay if I shave Dawn’s pussy?”“What does she want?”“She wants to please me,” he told him. “Wives are like that Alan. They like to do things that please their lovers.”Alan felt himself. I don't know whether I'll ever want a husband again. I sure hope you understand all this cause I sure don't." You just put into words everything that has been going through my mind. You and me baby," I said like an old movie star. "We're gonna be lovers. We're gonna enjoy each other for as long as we can. It's for life Kathy, we're best friends for life." Best fucking friends I hope," Kathy giggled. "Now get out of here and go help Charlie. Better watch out for that little red head or she'll be. Vietnam next deterred me. It wasn't till the early 70's when I finally gained employment and my own place, that I started back in crossdressing. I found shoes at thrift shops and garage sales. Lingerie was obtainable via the mail. Life was good, I was thin, let my hair grow, and maintained a low profile amoung friends and realitives. Then I met my 1st wife. she was about my size, height, and most importantly, same shoe size, (or close). I secretly dressed when I could, until one day she came.