” Ray murmured. Another long silence then Ray spoke again, “So this is not the first time you dressed up as a girl is it?” he asked. ... “No it’s not hon, I do it all the time” I replied with confidence. Another long silence…. “Well I like you like this Lisa, you are so different this way.” I laughed and moved my hand over his crotch and felt what I was hoping to feel…his cock was hard. Hard as a rock. “I can tell.” I said smiling as he turned and smiled back at me. . But still It’s almost an hour later by the time she catches up to him againher luggage mostly unpacked. The closet organized to her near OCD satisfaction. School clothes on one half the wall. The other should have fancy dress. But her wardrobe in that department consists of three dresses an ugly pant suit,and one evening black with gray pin stripe cocktail dress. Her general outfits again, not much there, on the second. Then footwear on the last. She had crammed as much of her and mothers. I was also the only white child in our family. I have two older brothers both black and my younger brothers are also black. This is unusual with both our parents being white. Mom told dad somewhere in her heritage she had a direct line relative that was African American. I didnt get to spend much time with my mother because she was always working out or helping others. Mom was pregnant when I met Paul at age eighteen. Paul proposed to me two years later when I was twenty. Mom had just given. "Becca shrugged. "If it had been Tom and me we'd have won. There was just no chemistry between me and Christopher so it was mechanical, no feeling." In that case you've been doubly patient with me."She smiled. "The thing is I enjoyed dancing with you. If you can bear it I'd like to go again." You bet I could bear it." Good! Why have you never really done any before?" Lack of opportunity and interest, I suppose. I was invited to a few dances at home but being at a boys only boarding school and.