Please let me know what you think and friend me if you wish. Well living in Las Vegas during the 80's and 90's might have added to my wild side and e...en though I had been married just a few years I still could not feel my need for crossdressing without her knowing. On this day I was so in need to just dress up and play around with my hidden stash of toys and magazines not planning on what ended up taking place. It was my day off and after having great sex with my wife before she left for work. ” oooOooo In the blink of an eye, we arrived in Bucharest. Agnes informed me that we would be taking the train to Brasov. We would check into a local hotel before meeting with Queen Marie. Once again I noted that my clothing was correct for the time and place. When we arrived in Egypt, I was dressed in something that resembled a kilt. Now I found myself in a proper suit for the times and with a hat on my head.“What kind of hat is this, Agnes?”“It’s called a ‘topper,’ John. It’s the hat. " I was watching Debbie Kneedmire arrive. She walked across the drive behind you." Okay, I understand looking at Debbie; I do a lot of that myself. But the eye thing, dude, just too weird for words. You should go on Letterman or something."I didn't want to go on "Letterman or something", and was saved from having to respond by the bell. I was very interested though.I had five minutes to get to my first class, but instead I made a beeline for the nearest bathroom, stood in front of a mirror,. The guys were still where I had left them, their bodies looked lean and hard; muscles rippling under dark sweaty skin, as they talked about how awesome I had been. James commented that most girls that they had fucked were just that, girls and they lacked the stamina and expertise I had shown. I felt quite complimented by this, Jess laughed and then I blurted, that this woman wanted to be fucked again. In a second, Jess, reached out for me with one hand as he lay back on the bed and gripped his.