It was a big white modern building, surrounded by fields and I realised John was very well off. His garage was bigger than my mums house. He laughed a... I told him that and said it was way too big for just him rattling around in it.He told me to stay put as he jumped out and came around to my door. He unlocked the seatbelt and helped me down by holding my hand as I stepped down from his vehicle.He kept hold of it as he locked the doors and led me up to the front door of the house. “ I really. "Letshave a soda. We can sit on the patio."As we sat there, I explained to her mom what was going on and thereason why I was still dressed as a girl. She sat back in her chair,looked at me, then smiled."I'll bet it's more than just that honey. It was a costume party afterall, so why couldn't you tell him? I mean, if he can't tell thedifference between boys and girls, that's his problem isn't it?" You were there," I said, "could you tell that I was a boy? Did Ilook... funny?" No dear, you looked. Some of the ones in the north of the county are so quiet, you don’t see or hear anyone, because people just don’t go there. You may get the occasional dog walker, but that’s it. One of my favourite beaches is right on the north coast, it has a little track leading up to it, which you can miss because it is so secluded. You can park, but there are ditches on either side and you have to be careful. When you approach the beach it is over a little slope. It is very sandy and then you get to the top. In her eyes, the most daring thing she'd ever done was to go out with no knickers one summers afternoon, and watch me have a wank in the woods.However, when we divorced, my sexual world opened up an endless amount of adventure. Once I'd found a flat, my first thoughts turned to cross dressing, and I went to a local supermarket, and added a few Paris of panties and stockings to my grocery shopping. These I wore around the flat, and occasionally went out wearing them under my jeans, sometimes.