Allthese experiences had only served to make me even more eager to stretchthe boundaries and allow 'Sheena', my female half, room to explore herfeelin...s. Clearly whilst it had been easy for me to cross-dress atIllusions, things were going to be more difficult once I returned toBillingham. What more experiences might I be able to fit in before goingback to work?Once again I was back on the internet, surfing transgendered sites andmarvelling at the amount of information that was out there. My. "Why not? Look out, Harry. Here I come--and here you come, too." She heard Betsy's giggle follow her into the other room where the boy lay half- sprawled upon the long couch.Harry looked a lot like his sister, but in a bony, masculine way. His eyes were the same deep-brown, and his skin the same rose-olive, but his hair was jet-black, where Betsy's was a rich chocolate-brown. He was slim and lean, and looked up at her without much interest."Oh, hi, Sunny. If you're looking for Betsy, the kid is. Poo on seat.4. Poo and toilet paper in bowl, Unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat.5. No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base of toilet.Clearly, it had to be stall #2. I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and sat down. I'm normally a fairly shameful shitter. I wasn't happy about being next to the occupied stall, but big things were afoot.I was just getting ready to bear down when all of a sudden the sweet sounds of Beethoven came from next-door, followed by a. I dressed in daze and not sure if we would get to come back to the hotel I grab my jersey I planned to wear that night. Locking up I headed out and to the elevator. The whole place was pretty deserted. The ride down was pretty boring and of course I forgot to eat, so a long ass highway drive got even longer. I finally got to her apartment around 10, traffic was horrible, but I pulled up to the parking lot and parked close to where I hoped her place was. Grabbing the note I wrote out of my.