And as I hand you your drink while you're sitting down I stumble a bit and barely avoid spilling the drinks but seem to have landed lightly against yo...u with our faces separated only by breath and the small centimeters that our involuntary reflexes managed to keep between us.a short bout of laughter breaks in between our moment of intense eye gazing and after what seems an eternity I lean in and press my lips against your cheek just to the very side of your lips... almost as if I'd barely missed. Itwas always on the edge of his vision, hanging just beyond the point ofrecognition.He looked up at Felicity, his expression one of gradual revelation. Thegypsy had been right all along. He hadn't been seeking a dress per se.He was searching for something else, something he'd lost a long timeago. Or perhaps something he'd never possessed to begin with.Felicity smiled indulgently, as if dealing with a slow and ratherungrateful student."We seem to have made some progress," she remarked, turning. "I know dirtyboys are always trying to get into girls panties. You never know maybeshell let you get into her panties, but not the way you fantasize aboutyou would be wearing her panties. And if you're good maybe Nancy wouldlet you wear some of her pretty dresses and skirts as long as you wearyour diaper and can't wet her cloths." Mom that's not funny I'm sorry I'll be good don't tell her it's me inthe pink dress and panties I'll be a good boy." Mom looks at me and putsme in front of the. "I know. What are you doing this evening, George? Why don't you come along and join us?" Chia asked. "It'll be fun to talk about the old times."I could see the girls weren't overly enamoured with this suggestion, but Chia persisted. She said she would enjoy talking about the old days before she was married. In the end I said I would go. Really, just to bring the conversation to a close, I didn't have any intention of actually turning up.Then we went off in opposite directions to complete our.