First, I was going to take more into the past than I had been taking. I needed to put together a survival kit that covered most contingencies.I wanted... modern medications and weapons. I wanted emergency financial resources so that I could buy my way out of trouble or spread cash around if it came to that. I had learned that a gold piece went a long way back in the 1600's.I had watched a person who passed for a doctor, treat the wounded from the skirmish I had helped with, and it was truly sad.. He wanted me to show him his load in my mouth before I swallowed it all....The days started growing colder and I still wore my sexy clothes underneathe my boy clothes while delivering papers. A few times a car or truck would pass me and I would flash them a little bit of what I had on close to my skin. A few stopped then kept going, I wasn't sure how, but I was determined to make my fantasy a reality. I was really enjoying dressing up as a woman and collected quite a large amount to pretty much. Al had promised Micha an equally embarrassing dare for her. The next daring dare was from Al to Micha he dared her to do 20 jumping jacks in her skirt/shirt but no fixing her cloths before she is on her 20th rep, her dare didn't seem bad at first till around her 7th rep her skirt began to rise exposing her panties which were also riding up her pussy lips. Al and Brandon sat with a grin as Micha finished her last 12 reps with camel toe out in the open, her tits bouncing made her first half. I turned to watch her move from the table across the kitchen, her body lush and seemingly hypnotic in the way she swayed her hips. I shook my head hard to come back to reality. I'm gay, I'm gay, I'm gay. I was chanting the words in my head, the erection in my pants clearly oblivious to my mantra. "I know you're gay, Brian. No need to chant it, sweetie." "Huh? Was I?" My face burned. "How gay are you?" Cynthia was asking me now as she continued to clear the table. I laughed. "According to your.