Before my swimming eyes the panties turned into the orange and grey stripped bikini bottoms. The firm hemispheres of her of her ass were above me as s...e made her descent into the hot tub. The steam rising all around her sculpted smooth legs into the coolness of the night air added to the surreal nature of the vision. The brief peek at the crotch gusset as she stepped down into the turbulent water caused me to imagine what the hidden treasure looked like.I realized that I was shivering. I. Sometimes we purge entirely and sometimeswe simply "thin the herd" when the wardrobe, wig, and shoe collectionbecomes too difficult to hide.Denial is unfortunately a large part of the package for manycrossdressers; how many times will the average crossdresser purge theirwardrobes only to eventually reconcile with it all and fill the closet orthe suitcase or the trunk with the latest fashions? Denial is at thecrossroads of what is real and what is not. Denial is intrinsic. Denialsprings from not. In French maid uniforms."I laughed, "You know what, you sick fuck? I think you're the one whowants me in the dress, not Lisa."He laughed, and pushed me. "Sorry Brian. I know you've wanted me foryears, but I like my women to be, well, women." You know Jim," I said, with a smile. "Marriage is about compromises.Nobody's perfect. You have to overlook certain things..." Yeah, yeah. That's enough of this." So you're OK with me doing this...if I decide to, of course." I addedquickly.He rolled his. Unfortunately, succeeding in not drawing attention to herself would help this bastard that now apparently wanted revenge for her rude words earlier.While the knife stayed just below her right ear, the man's other hand swept her long blonde curls off her neck and over her left shoulder. He caressed her exposed neck and she could feel his hot breath in her ear as he talked to her in a low voice."I've been watching you all night, the way you play your parts for the people around you. You charm the.