.lol..I did have a friend growing up we did dress together but never experimented with each other,it was always on my mind,i absolutely do love women ...and only the sex part of men,some years went by I didn't dress and got married in my early 20's to a older woman,buying her stockings and corsets,but she didn't really care to wear them,which really was a bummer,so I started wearing them, more and more,she never knew,then the internet came out, and I was sober at the time,so I started learning to. The connection, the bond between us, was just too great to break. ‘I went to sleep on you, didn’t I? I’m sorry. Did you come?’ I shook my head ‘No,’ and quickly put a hand to her lips as she started to apologize. ‘I didn’t need to, my dear. This was about you, not about me. I wanted to show you the difference between having sex and making love.’ I nearly got the wind knocked out of me when Darlene let go with her arms. She dropped back down onto my chest. Her arms snaked around my neck and she. Do you like to wear lingerie for sessions?”“Love it. They’re wifey’s actually – though she has no idea that I borrow them.” He glanced down at my crotch and gave a rueful smile. “Getting nice and hard, I see.” I nervously stroked my hand across my bulge and blushed.“So where are we going to go?” I asked.“Your car? Drive somewhere quiet? I know a spot by the river.”I pulled a face. “Sorry, I’m not keen on car wanks. I had a nasty experience some years ago in a lay-by.” He seemed disappointed by. "The other woman then started speaking, "He wanted to get back with you,so it's a great revenge. Good luck I love it." She then just kept ongiggling and laughing poking her friend while pointing at my legs, heels,female haircut, pink hat, limp wrists, polished nails, bracelets, archedeyebrows, and flat bathing suit front. She just kept pointing andlaughing at the completely feminized me.Sarina then said, "Well we have to get going, I want to tan some bralines on her on the beach and I can't.