The secret, lonely life I had was fun but was still frustrating. Here was someone who had had the same issues and desires. By far the biggest fear I h...ad at that time was that someone might find out, disapprove and tell everyone.I did feel shame because of the way society viewed cross-dressers and transvestites. There were also many ramifications with this being common knowledge, my business, my children, and violent bigots etcetera. If only it was possible to talk openly about such a lifestyle.. .. I did read a little on the subject... "I laughed. "Lizzie, you are the most well-read girl I know." She joined in on my laughter."Ok, no leather garments and riding crops yet." She wiped at her eyes. "Just a little roughness." Ok. But what am I going to use to tied you up with?" I squinted thoughtfully. "How about clothes? Would something like scarves do?"She shook her head. "No. I want it as real as possible, remember?" But where am I going to get rope at... " I glanced at the clock on top. With mom and dad both at work, it left the better part of the afternoon for ourselves, though most often Kris spent hers with the girls on her squad.We hadn't had time to really discuss what had happened between us, though to some extent I couldn't help wonder if Kris was having second thoughts about it too. She hadn't exactly been avoiding me, but neither one of us had made a point of finding time to talk about it either.We'd met briefly in the kitchen on our way to school, mom and dad. We have a wonderful meal then ajourn to her living room.he sits across form me lights a smoke and has a drink, she's so sexy showing me her curves as she moves around the room, we have some nervous chit chat, as we try and relax I make the first move and kiss her as she sits on the edge of the coffee table. we kiss harder and harder my hands run over her tits as she unbuttons her blouse and I undo her bra setting them free.......I suck each one hard then both, she throws her red hair back as I.