I actually thought about asking if I could, you know, do something. But I thought maybe that would be really creepy."Kristina looked at her, and said,... "Oh. God. I would have said yes. In an instant. You are so cute and so innocent looking and I would have been with you." What about being with my step dad? I mean, wouldn't that be something you'd want too?" Kristina nodded and said, "Well yes. But I think it would be amazing to, you know, be with you."I just stood there, amazed, not believing my. It’s something that Joan liked to do and I was all for it as the sex was HOT. Ellen somehow captured all the things that Joan and I liked to do and carried them out to our mutual enjoyment. As the affair matured, I realized that Ellen really preferred me to wear woman’s clothing. She would open up and talk more when I was dressed. After a while I spent most of my time in the house dressed as a woman. The trade was wonderful sex. One day, Ellen was sitting at the table and very upset. I. My forehead suddenly collected a full set of wrinkles.The ringing of a phone broke our concentration."Do we have to answer that?" Sherrie asked plaintively. I shook my head no. It rang again."Shit," she spat out. My eyes widened. Sherrie almost never used swear words. The phone went off a third time. Sherrie took a deep breath and let it out."I guess you might as well answer it," she said resignedly."Ahhhh... honey," I replied delicately, "it's your cell phone." She rolled her eyes up in. It didn’t sound strong enough.Scott looked up at me, his smile widening.“It’s not goddamn funny,” I said, a little louder. “Stop laughing.”He narrowed his eyes.“Ally, relax. This isn’t a big issue.”“No.” I said resolutely. “We have to stop this. We can’t do this anymore.”His smile disappeared. He stared at me.“Ally, I can get rid of the photo. I can make a copy, edit it, no one will know. It’s the twenty-first century, for god’s sake!”I looked at him.“But it’s not just the photo is it? Here we.