I had wondered why she had on occasions dressed me in whatmight be called girl’s clothes. In cold weather I wore girl’s little flatT-bar shoes, so...me 40 denier dark brown rear seamed tights, a girl’s vestwith long sleeves, a liberty bodice with detachable suspenders, royalblue cami-knickers with pink lace edging and a long sleeved Hotpantssuit. I thought it a bit odd but it was still somewhat boyish. On myhead, which had a page boy hair cut style, she insisted that I wear avelvet lined bonnet. I read once again with great appreciation the romantic love story between Alex and Mary that was deftly woven in between some really serious sex! And again as I finished the last lines, I felt that now somewhat familiar tingle. I had read enough TG stories in my life to know what recurring tingles might mean. I immediately went to the bathroom mirror and took stock of the situation. My body hair did look like it was disappearing, but that was it. I wasn't ready to make the leap into la-la land. I faced her again and I intentionally put up a worried face and gazed at the door.“Let me lock the door and I shall continue telling you what I know.”I walked to the door and opened it to check the hallway. After I ‘checked the premises’, I closed the door and locked it.I looked at Lyana and her back was on me. I'm guessing she’s looking at the stack of papers on the cabinet behind my chair.I smiled. Perfect. I slowly walked towards Lyana’s unsuspecting body and reached for the syringe inside. She can be quite shy about not revealing her fantasies. I know she used to cum thinking of me having gay sex (a guy fucking me), but how do I hint at her that I won't be jealous, but supportive if she wants a bigger cock?A week has passed...Two days ago, she wasn't in the mood for sex. Whilst massaging her back, i was pleading to fuck her for around 20 mins, she compromised and trapped my cock between her legs. For a good ten minutes i thrust and chafed my cock getting frustratingly close, all.