"Stephanie was silent. She was thinking. She didn't say anything until we got to her lobby."Listen, Juan," Stephanie said. "We'll do it one last time ...this weekend. I have a solution." She then kissed me passionately and disappeared up the staircase. She wouldn't tell me what the solution would be despite me asking about it repeatedly during the week.Friday evening I saw Pete in my room when I finished my dinner with Stephanie and her friends. He was rarely there during Friday evenings."How's. Soon, that wasn't enough. I began adding bits and pieces. I started wearing a bra and nylon panties over my pantyhose. Then I bought a pair of shoulder length PVC gloves and a long sleeve PVC mini dress to match the boots. All of a sudden, I realized that HEY, this is no longer just a clothing fetish. it's a full blown cross dressing thing. I love it and want to go all the way! Also, now having the means and freedom to indulge myself, I started ordering all kinds of outfits in, so far. I had the next day off work, so I basically just spent the day with Amanda and my sister. Nothing special happened until that night. We were watching a movie and gradually everyone else was going to bed until it was just me and Amanda. When the movie ended I said I guess it is time for me to go to bed. Amanda said OK goodnight. then tickled me. I tickled her back and we got into a tickle/wrestling fight. While I tickled her I was touching her boobs more than anything else, and I know she knew. “Mmmmnyesss” he said, stroking his cock vigorously. Soon he was panting and hunching over as he stroked himself. “C’mere you lil fagget!” He said loudly and I heard a ‘hey’ from up front but was distracted by him grabbing my foot. He removed my ninja turtle shoe and threw it down with blinding speed then held my foot up just below him, stroking his cock. “MOM!” I shouted. I was so embarrassed and humiliated. I thought only for a second about using my independent word to put an end to it.