At first he'd insisted that he do it because as the mother itwas his responsibility, and after the first couple days, that got boring,and his mom woul...n't do it for him, throwing his words back at him. He'dhad to go to school once to talk to the principal about an incident with"Kevin" fighting with a bully, and a few other things. He had found allthat new responsibility fun at first, and a challenge to meet, but he wasgetting a little tired of everyone expecting things of him. It was sort. - Is your name Andrew?- What? Yeahhh… why do you..?- My name is Courtney . You gave me your card a few days ago. Do you remember me?- Yes, I do. It was a good show. I liked that a lot…Andrew tried to speak more or less indifferently but his heart was pounding fiercely.- Yeah, probably! – The girl said putting her hand on the fly of his jeans. - Mmm… you’re so big…Andrew swallowed spasmodically and parked the car near a pavement sharply. They had barely driven a few blocks. He turned to the girl. “Good”, she devilishly responded back. I leaned into her and began to passionately kiss her. Her lips touching mine were like lightning crashing through my body. My cock could rip out of my briefs already. Our tongues danced in each other's mouths as I slid into the bed with her. Our hands all over each other's bodies. She was wearing a sports bra and panties only and I was just in briefs. I reached for her bra and lifted it over her head. I needed her tits in my mouth again. I didn't waste any. I was not gay!Chapter 3By the time my freshman year ended I was almost desperate for anopportunity to dress up. I would catch myself walking through adepartment store, stopping to stare longingly at some feminine garmentor another. The knowledge that my personal stash of clothing awaited meback home, in particular that beautiful wedding gown, was almost morethan I could bear. I was desperate to feel that soft garment slidingdown onto my feminized body, whispering its silken message as it.