She followed up with her tights and thong, then piled the clothes in the washer and started the machine. Marissa ducked into the small half bath just ...outside the mudroom and made herself presentable. She let her long hair out of its low tail, then brushed through it and put it back into a tail, this time higher on her head. Taking advantage of the sink, she splashed some water on her face, cooling the running afterglow that clung to her cheeks. She dried off, then with a last look at herself in. She got very detailed and I know that Emma and I were both feeling a little aroused. Later after Jayanna left, Emma and I were lying around in our bikinis, talking about Jayanna and how wild she had gotten. Emma said she had always wanted to try it, but she was afraid to do it with one of her friends because they always gossiped and told boys about it. She said she wanted to try it with someone she trusted. I nervously suggested we give it a try. We should just start with a kiss I said and see. I thought I was weird, a pervert! Not gay, not transexual, I mustbe pervert for sure. But I feel the need to continue.From last junior high shool year I begin to take my hair long, just alittle over my shoulders. I was thin, with a short foot. So was simplefor me to wear girl clothes.Nobody know of this, only my parents. Dad sell lingerie, so in homethere's a repository with all the female lingerie I need.At collage age, I go away from my town to city for collage. First year Ilive with another. My bladder was full and Sue's weight was pressing on it. I bent up and kissed her forehead softly. She gave "hmmmmm" and didn't seem to want to move."Sue, honey, I have to go to the bathroom. Let me up."She raised her head, eyeing me groggily, then rolled onto her back. I got up quickly stood over the commode and let go with a fast full stream. It seemed that I was only half done when Sue came into the bathroom with her legs together and her hand acting like it was trying to cork.