Janet didn't though, she gazed back confidently. "Son of a bitch!" This time Beth lost it completely, tears cascading down her cheeks as she held her ...tomach. It was contagious, and soon Janet couldn't stop laughing either. They were getting looks from the other patrons at the restaraunt."Please Beth, this is serious. I don't know how to handle this..." She couldn't get the whole sentence out without giggling, and Beth couldn't keep a straight face long enough to let her."Listen Jan, what you. Women's clothing on the other hand was about freedom andbeauty. Men's clothing is boring; women's clothing exciting. Womenexpressed themselves through their clothing, men weren't supposed toexpress themselves at all.All through my teenaged years my crossdressing experimentation continuedand expanded but was limited to what of my mother's clothing I couldactually fit into. I had to be careful to fold and place the clothingback exactly as I found it but I took the risk of being found out for Ihad. “I see the wheels turning in your head. Don’t start romanticising, and making this into something it isn’t. If you’re going that route, you can just go home right now, before one or both of us gets hurt. I have had the love of my life, and so, I suspect, have you. Remember that, and be happy that you had the time you did. Some people never find that person. We’re lucky because we did. And neither of us is gonna find another like him or her, so stop looking. We can enjoy each other’s company,. “Last night I met someone who’s ready to give us a nice amount of money. But she wanted to meet more of the squad. I was wondering if you might come with me.”“Hmm.” Olivia pursed her glossy lips and pondered momentarily. “Well, if it’s good for the team, sure, I’m in.”Jessica’s house was walking distance from the school, so Kelly Ann and Olivia strolled together as evening began to fall over the town. Olivia was very chatty, and Kelly tried her best to keep up the conversation, but all she.