"Agreed!" Beth said happily. "You'll be the best of friends." Yeah," I forced a chuckle. "Friends."I looked at Zoey and approached her. Showing a half...-smile, I raised my hand up, asking wordlessly for a high five. She looked at me strangely and awkwardly before finally realizing what I was going for. Slowly, almost sarcastically, gave me a soft five.Yep, those were the things I did with girls when I was single. Smooth.Two days later, Nikki gathered her things. She and Beth were not speaking.. .."So Dave, do youhave anything left to tell us?" I have just ALWAYS had these urges to dress," I replied. "When I wasmarried, I suppressed them for a long time, because I had 2 sons athome whom I wanted to grow up masculine and normal. I didn't want themseeing me doing anything remotely feminine. I still feel that way verystrongly to be honest. I don't feel that being gay or feminine isanything "lesser," but I just have concerned for their development andhow these kinds of things might. “That punk has been home-schooled all this time for some minor injuries while I barely missed a day while being in endless full-body agony. What a coward. Whatever, if he wants to fight me, he can go ahead. It’s not like he can do anything to hurt me.”As the day wore on, I missed Angel more and more. I longed to look into her eyes, to hear her sweet voice, and to hold her in my arms. I would sit in class, looking out the window. Everything around me was drowned out, as she was the only thing on. Would it be all right if I tried them on?" Before I could answerher she was tucking them into the top of her baby blue bikini. "Wow!" was all I could think of to say. "You like?" she asked me. The breast forms coupled with what natureprovided her gave her an incredible figure. "Could I borrow themsometime?" I wasn't so sure I wanted anyone else looking at her the way I was rightnow, but in the end I replied, "Of course." I stood naked in front ofher. She reached down and grabbed my member. It.