"Just Shelly." Are you a cross dresser?" I've dressed before," I said."Show me." I led her to a trunk in the basement, where I kept my wig andfemale c...lothes hidden.She picked up a few items, put them back. "I supposed if you had yourway, you'd get to wear this stuff and hide behind a wig," she said."Is that what you want?" No. In fact, you're not to touch this trunk until I say so. The onething I'm pretty sure of is that there will be no more hiding." She wentto the closet and returned with a. She said I don't care for his attitude. I said you aren't fucking his attitude. She never came right out and said know.She told me the guy that has been photographing her for a clothing company has a white wife and she would like to get with my daughter in law. I said can you do it? I mean be with a woman? She said before I got married she had been with two females. I asked in what way? She said I allowed them to have oral sex with me. She received only. I said you have never tasted pussy? She. ”“And what did you think?” She sat back. She was wearing a short, black and white panelled, long sleeved, dress with opaque tights. She sometimes wore the dress to the office, though not as now, Lionel noticed, with tight black leather gloves. As she settled herself comfortably she noticed Lionel’s eyes flick down to look over her legs. She smiled. Lionel had the good grace to look embarrassed“It’s very,” he hesitated for a moment, “thorough. Very complete.”“Very restrictive? Perhaps too. She served the breakfast and sat next to me while I was eating.I checked in the fridge, and there were still some bottles of beer left from last night. So I open one and started drinking with the food. The beer hit me fast as I was already hungover from last night. I finished the breakfast and the beer and was again talking to Rahul and Auntie ji about random things.I looked at her and found the face glowing with some strange emotion that I had never seen on her face. I opened another beer and.