You start to shuck your clothing as soon as we enter our home. I pull you close to me as I embrace you in the deepest kiss I have ever had the pleasur... to experience. Your swollen breasts rub against the rough fabric of my MARPAT’s as you undo your bra and it falls to the floor. I swiftly, roughly, and lustily remove my jacket and pull you as close as your swollen womb will allow. You pull away and push down the high band of your jeans and sashay that cute little ass into our bedroom. “When you. .. I really like doing it." She also told me about how you and Sara used to play dress up. With youdressing as a girl. And that what your Aunt Dorothy had said about itwas true. That you're a cross-dresser. And that you can't stop doingit." Yes sir. I am. And I don't think that I could stop. And to be honest,I don't want to. I like doing it." I suppose that I could tell you to stop seeing Sara. But I don't thinkthat would do any good. I think that might even make it worse." Yes sir. . Weswapped out batters for the next hour, at least until my legs had gottentoo tired to keep squatting. All the girls had been informed about myfatigue issues and why. Thankfully no one made an issue and unlike whenon the baseball team the girls were supportive of me, even if I wasn't ateammate... I could only imagine how much the baseball team would giveme a hard time about it... It seems the girl's idea of motivating eachother was a lot nicer than the guys would be... I kind of liked it,. Releasing my fists, I trapped your fingers between mine, holdingyour hands tightly at my sides as I stepped closer to you. I pressed my bodyagainst you and for a mere instant I could see the fear in your eyes. I growleddeep in my throat and, lifting myself on tiptoes, I bite into your neck atthe base of your shoulder. Although I didn't draw blood, the bite is hard enoughto cause pain and my teeth left small indentations on your flesh. You gasped, your fingers clutching at mine painfully even as.