Just dont annoy me, for fuck sake dont annoy me I closed the door and walked upstairs. When I got back to Nikkies room, she wasnt there. So I sat on t...e bed and waited for her. She walked in from the bathroom and looked at me. She looked like she was about to cry. She turnt around and walked back into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. Was she sick? I stalked after her and opened the door, to find her sitting on the floor, head in hands sobbing. I sat across from her, but next to her.. "Want a coffee?" She asked with a bight smile"Please," I said looking round curiously as she vanished through a doorway. Hairdressers smelt very different to the barber shops I had been inwhen I was younger. I recalled them as rather chilly places that smeltof stale cigarettes and her salon could not have been more different. Itwas light airy and consisted of three chairs and sinks along one walllined with well lit mirrors. On the wall opposite were three hair dryersand under the window were a. I had four hours or so of daylight, and about twenty six miles to go, I hoped I would get back before dark.It took me the best part of an hour to get to Fimber and then the road follows a valley for a few miles to Sledemere, I hoped it would be more sheltered. It was but the downside was that the snow, instead of being blown off the road by the near gale force wind, was now settling and that made riding harder. I ended up having to walk on several sections and it took me an hour to get to. Today I am here to share with you the incident that turned me into a crossdresser. If you like it or want my cd pics, write up to me at This happened when I was about to turn 18. I had a best friend named Esha with whom I shared everything. I was called aman back then. I was a 5’3″ boy with slim figure, round butt and hairless body. Esha was a hot girl and I always wanted to date her. But she had this hunk boyfriend named rohan.I knew he was in the relationship only for sex but you only want.