" "Convince you? How?" "You have to prove to me thatyou are a crossdresser. I want you to dress." "Here? Now? You must bekidding?" "I will lock the do...or and leave you here for half an hour. Thereis a mirror in the corner. When I come back I want to see a beautiful youngwoman. If I am unconvinced I will arrest you anyway. So not only do you haveto look the part ? you have to act it too." "You seem to know a lot about uscrossdressers," I said boldly. "I have thwarted many a terrorist," he. "She wrinkled her cute little nose at me and did not say anything else. She just sighed and rolled out of bed. She stood up and stretched before looking around."You seen my panties?"I tore my eyes off of her perfect, heart-shaped ass. "Yeah, on the TV."She grabbed her underwear and left my room still half naked. I sighed with resignation as I realized we had to get ready for school. I considered skipping school and just making out with my sister all day, but that was a very bad idea.I rummaged. She laughed. “You don’t have girls flirt with you very often, do you?Do you like it?” “I like it a lot. But I’ve never had anyone flirt with me like you.You’re incredible.” She smiled and pulled the skirt up a bit more, bringing her leg around.Now her panties were fully visible; I could make out her lips through thethin material — was that moisture I saw there? For several seconds, maybeminutes, my eyes traced the contours of those. I found out he was my age, 42, while Paula was a little younger at 36. He was a graduate of the University of Washington and knew Seattle very well, while she had never gone to college but had taught herself HTML language on her own when it was still young and unexplored territory. That had landed her the job she was in at a salary in the high 80's range.I felt a foot work its way up my leg towards my lap and opened my legs to allow it access. It felt like a small one so I assumed it was.