He asked me if I was gay, if I’d ever fucked guys will dressed as a girl. I explained to him that crossdressing wasn’t connected to that for me. I...like girls. I’d dated many of them. He smiled to himself strangely."All the same”, he said, “I’d like to fuck you while you are dressed as a girl, see what it’s like”“No way I’m not interested!”“If you don’t let me fuck you, I can’t control what might happen with these picture. Perhaps one day I’ll accidentally upload them to the workplace network”I. " Brian said. "Thanks, Emma has really loosened up. When we first met she was the epitome of sweet and innocence" I said. "So, I bet you were quit the 'man about town' in those days. I bet you crossed quit a few lines, exploring" Brian said looking into my eyes with expectation. I smiled, "I guess I've crossed a few." "I bet you spent your share of time in the locker room. You have an athletic body. Ever cross any lines in the locker room?" I suspected what Brian meant but was getting. My mom and dad were always around. I had to settle for working things out by hand again. I had, however, been taking a pair of Mels used panties from the laundry hamper in the bathroom and got into the habit of smelling the crotch as I was jerking off. My cock got so hard from the smell. One Saturday I my sister had been out all afternoon practicing barrel riding on her horse. She came in and took a shower afterwards. As soon as she was done and left the bathroom I grabbed her latest pair. I imagined my white pearls would look nice with it.I then went to the lingerie store and picked out some white lacepanties, bra and camisole. I decided on white stay up stockings totop it off. At the shoe store I picked out a pair of peach pumps anda matching clutch. I figured my dad would have a heart attack when hegets the credit card bill. I made one more stop at the drug store topick up some makeup as well as some lubricant and an enema kit. WhileI was there I picked up a pamphlet on.