I took that first step and I know you can to."I just sighed to myself, she was right I was always hiding behindsomething. Even my cross dressing was a...way to satisfy my desires withouthaving to interact with anyone else. I could be safe and secure behind mylocked door and trunk away from the world so no one not even myself wouldknow my deepest desires and how I really felt."Your right I have been hiding, I know that," I said softly shaking myhead then I pulled her toward me and wrapped my arms. I changed back before Dad got home,and she promised me it would remain our secret.I never dressed up again with her, but we cooked together all the timeand it became a wonderful thing that we shared. When she had grown tooill to cook, she coached me while I did the cooking, and later on, whenshe was permanently bedridden, I cooked alone. After she died, mu auntswere rather stunned when I cooked up a spread for after the funeral,but I needed it to stay sane.Dad seemed pleased at my continued. "I'm heading down to the beach! I called through the door, "come down after, ok?" Sure. Give me five minutes," he answered.I headed down the short path towards the sandy beach. My 32D's bounced rhythmically as I planned on taking a short sunbathe in the hazy sunlight so felt no need to wear a bra. I wore a red bikini top though, skimpy to say the least. (Eric bought it for me) My blue shorts ended mid-thigh on my tanned, toned legs. I love showing off my legs, practically gives guys boners with. ”He looked at his phone to catch the time. “They have only got away half an hour early, despite their enthusiastic departure!He ushered the ladies back to the front door. “Allow me to close up, and we can move to the schoolhouse and get the kettle on for some refreshments.”By now he had finally remembered the first name of his former student turned lovely woman. “Annabel, what are you going to do, now that you have left school?” As he spoke, he was escorting them towards his house, and he.