.. Maybe. I dreamed about Friday ... A cross dresser'sfantasy? ....Maybe?I was laying in the spare bedroom ... Alone ... There was silence ... Nota s...und in the whole house.I had to use the bathroom. I got out of bed and covered myself with myrobe. I sat down on the toilet ... The way a woman would go.The waste basket was next to the toilet. I could see the red packagingfrom the condoms. They had been opened. The condoms lay on the pile ofused tissue ... I picked one up, it was ripped to. Boys thought that pawing a girl's body was certainly a natural thing to do and that they had a "right" to do it. It became apparent to most girls that if they wanted dates, they had to go along with these demands. My advantage was that I was not allowed to date unaccompanied until the middle of my senior year and, thus, most of the girls had already submitted to boys and thus, there was not a great demand on my body.Attitudes changed when I went to college. The guys were much more respectful of. Yeah. Right there.” Now my mouth was on her pussy and my tongue on her clit. She was as wet and slippery as any horny seventeen year old. I sucked and licked her clit while pressing firmly and rhythmically on her G-spot. She raised her hips further, clutched at the sheets and came, moaning and gasping. I kept at it, not changing a thing as her next orgasm shook her, then the next and the next. I could see her face now and then as she arched her back with each orgasm, and then relaxed a bit. "Nothing sir," I said with disappointment clearly ringing out in my sad toneof voice. "Not a thing." And you really want to change back into a man, huh?" he asked setting hisown book down and turning around to face me."More than anything else sir, yes, I'd like that very much," I admittedthough a little uncertain if being a man would even really make me happy.I wanted the power to change back and forth and be who I wanted when Iwanted."Might be a way to make you an adult again though changing.