I understood that it was Jia’s Gmail account, and the password was in the name of another girl. I thought it was ridiculous for my daughter to write... down her password when she should remember it from memory.Suddenly, I thought to open her email. I was simply curious, even though it was ethically wrong.I went to the email and signed in. I found nothing curious in it. That was all random stuff. But I found many emails in the spam section. Most emails were from dating websites, and I wasn’t. I looked at her , and said, "girl, you're seriously fucked up!!"She just laughed and nodded off again. Another hour or so had passed by and she woke again saying she had a bad headache... I bet! She asked me to get something to help it."you know, they say having sex is the best thing to get rid of a headache." I told her jokingly.I then proceeded to go downstairs and get her some Tylenol and coffee (every college k**s drink of choice). I was gone about 15 minutes, and walked back in the room. All feedback and comments are encouraged and welcome to help improve mywriting skills-o-0-o-The 'other woman' has been in our lives - yes, I did say our lives as mywife knows all about her - for many years now. I have not hidden her frommy wife; I'm not able to do this really as she lives with us all the timeand appears occasionally.I should say the reason is I cross dress; there, I've said it, I'm acrossdresser, I love to dress as a woman. I have been dressing for manyyears now although I. ..Chapter one:Lucy, my hispanic girlfriend, stood next to me dressed in this silk black top that hugged her breasts, with a zip that went up her arm for easy access. She had on a demin mini skirt that barely contained her arse and some stockings. I made her dress sexy for today. Once I was sober, I'd convinced her to do this. As you may imagine, she was shocked and angry at first but after an expensive meal and some jewelry, which isn't as easy as you'd imagine at s*******n, she agreed to let.