I have on tights and my regular pantiesunderneath." She continued to take them off, then her tights. When shefinished, she was in a white sports bra a...nd white cotton panties."Now then, let's talk about you," she said as she opened the closet doorand took out a pair of jeans. "If you're worried about Mrs. Johnsonrecognizing you, why not just stay home?" That's what I thought too, but I like going out as Jenny. Mom said thatMrs. Johnson was really nice and even if she did know I was a boy. "I'm not saying this is forever, of even for past today, I don't need a guarantee that you'll always be there for me. I just, want to be happy, with you, right now, because you're you and I'm me and we seem to click. If there's a problem, we can just be friends. No worries. I'm Nineteen years old, and you are my choice." Her eyes shut as she pressed send, her heart fluttering in her chest. She gazed down at her phone until the three words came through, seconds later. " Let's do this." Her lips. I offered her my car, even insisted, but she seemed reluctant. I remembered her last experience on our roads; maybe she'd gotten a little spooked. Finally I wore her down when I said I'd drive.A few minutes later she met me outside. In plain white sneakers she was a little shorter than I'd expected, no more than 5'6. But if anything she was even more attractive than ever. She wore a blaze-orange blouse completely unbuttoned, just tied below her clearly unconfined breasts. With each step the. ‘Don’t yell at me, I am not a damn dog! If you act like a lady I will treat you like one. If you talk to me like I am a c***d I will walk away from you and leave you standing here by yourself’ I yell back at her. She shakes her head yells ‘I thought you were different. You are just like all these other guys around here. You think with your dick.’ I am beyond pissed off now and a dead calm comes over me and I lower my voice to just above a whisper. In almost a growl I say ‘What?, I haven’t tried.