It would have to be creative and one way or the other, I'd see they got their due. But for now, I had to let it go. What was the only thing that count...ed now, was I had my two Lindies."I'm not ever going to let you go," I told her and I was sure she heard the regret in my voice at not trying harder to find her. But what resources does a fourteen year-old have. What could I have really done?Then something shocked its way through my mind. I had subconsciously wondered WHY Lindie hadn't tried. Don't be embarrassed. I understand. Men look at me all the time. But you look at me different than most men. I think you are looking at my skirt... aren't you?" As she said this my eyes went down to her skirt and I knew she was right. But I said "No I haven't." "Well I just love to wear this skirt. It is so comfortable and it really feels good to have it on. The soft wool material feels so nice. Would you like to touch my skirt, Jeff? Would you like to feel the soft wool?" I just stood there. As a crossdresser I was promised plenty of sex from the other patrons - there were plenty of gangbang photos on the website:-)The 'sex' day arrived and I prepared very carefully with an enema to ensure I was clean during penetration, did my make up really carefully and struggled into my pvc corset, g-string, stockings, boots and long pvc gloves, slipped on my leather coat and drove to the 'club' The 'club' was a caravan, inside the caravan were 4 men and a rather large woman that one man was. We chatted about general topics: weather, difficulties of parking in town, and Betty then asked about my wife. I explained that she had died some two years ago from cancer. Betty was quite sympathetic, and we changed the subject. Brian then said that he had explained to Betty what was behind this rather strange situation, and then asked betty what she thought. I felt a bit like a dog at a kennel club show - was I going to be awarded the prize?Betty was about fifty, and quite big, I woukd guess.