I would wanderwomen's clothing stores and wish I could treat myself to a dress or askirt. Just for a little while.....But I resisted.Our thinking was ...his. When our son is old enough we might tell him abouthow his father prefers to dress; he may find out by himself. But, whilehe is young and impressionable, we didn't want him to discover it. Mosttimes I believe that my cross-dressing and the chance to express myfeminine side is a blessing; but there are times when I see it as acurse, times when. ”“Good. I’m a firm believer in preventive measures.”He glanced in an office and stopped. “Hold on one moment.”The man guiding him frowned. Bora ducked into the office. He asked the secretary, “Could I have a tissue? I seem to have a smudge on my glasses.”“Oh, sure. Here you go.” The woman handed him a tissue from the box on her desk. He accepted it and made a production of cleaning his glasses.“Thank you very much. Nothing bothers me as much as a smudge on my glasses.”“No problem,” the woman. Ya might want to keep looking."Now if you remember, Gina's entire mental makeup won't even allow for her to back down. Somewhere in her brain there is an executable file that reads, "Pissing_contest.exe/default/run/dam/the/consequences/." Right or wrong, I began exploiting it to the fullest. However, I believe she comfortably knew that in most situations, especially one as taboo as this, I would back down eventually. As much as I love her, she's absolutely mental when trying to prove a point,. Maggie couldn't stand Darleen. Darleen was so pretty even the other women looked at her. She had an incredible body that moved like Jell-O but was as tight as a drum. She only dated the star athletes on the team and other men of that caliber. Why the fuck would she be interested in Jeff?Maggie had to protect her relationship. So she started having sex with him more often. After all it wasn't like he was going to turn her down. Within a few weeks she told him that they should become exclusive..