Being a beautiful woman means always being hungry."The novelty of being in public dressed as a woman made him uptight and excited. "Relax. Try to look... like you do this every day." It's the clothes. I don't wear a bra every day." How does it feel?" I like it. This whole thing is a blast. I think I could dress as a woman all the time. Skirts are much more comfortable than pants and I really like the silky feel of this blouse."They chatted about feminine things and by the time they left the. She turned her head sideways as if she was checking to see if I wasn’t teasing her. She smiled and I think I could tell she was mulling over my game. She giggled and I sensed she liked the naughtiness of my game. “Well?” I said and waited for her answer. “Well what?” she giggled. “Want to Play?” I teased. She looked at me and swallowed hard. She was thinking hard and her face went red. She was blushing and I could have cum right there. “I want…OK,” she muttered. She looked nervous and she. She couldn't be sure, but she thought he had been ogling her chest. Not really surprising, she thought. She may have lived a sheltered life but she was well aware that her breasts were a bit larger than most girls her age. Couple that with the fact that she had been scratching herself through the fabric of her shirt ever since she got to the doctor's office and it was a wonder that everyone wasn't watching her that intently.Tammie thought the guy was kind of cute. Slim and trim and sporting a. Sluttishly wide apart for a woman wide awake, but not at all so sluttish for a poor gal who's succumbed to sleep. I had my dress up so that all but an inch or two of my legs were revealed. And my panty, which I'd been tugging upwards along with my dress, could clearly be seen, with the crotch pulled up so tightly that my labia were hanging over each side. To see his reaction, I peeked through my eyelashes and, without being detected, I saw that his eyes were totally glued to my .