Usually I would get slightly caught up in my legs asI slipped my trousers on but with the pantyhose on my trousers slid oneasily."Sure you don't want ...o wear a skirt to show me off at work?" Thepantyhose teased, turning my trousers into a miniskirt and puttingstilettos on my feet again."No," Ireplied."Spoilsport," sulked the pantyhose letting the shoes and skirt disappear.I was wearing trousers again.I looked at myself in the mirror.It was the story of my life. To the world at large I looked. Shaffer appears andbegins to explain that Cash is ready to die in a live snuff movie right now, adeath by slow drowning! Cash starts to panic, but the thick ropes keep hislimbs tightly restricted, like an Anaconda constricting a deer. The situationforces Cash to try and scream, plead and beg for his freedom, but the rubberball gag is tight and harsh around his mouth as the thick leather strapspartially hide a terrified face. There is very little resistanceas Cash is completely submerged for the. I saw my chance: 'But it's quality that counts', I quipped, 'and there's you and me here!' He laughed, then asked me directly 'What are you into?'Well', I said, I'm a cross dresser and an exhibitionist. I've come to show off my body' 'Oh, I like to meet cross dressers', he said quickly, which was good, as a lot of guys don't go for it. 'Well, I'm going to sit in my car in my gear now, so you can look at me through the window if you like.' He grunted fairly enthusiastically, but I realised there. “What race should we run to try to qualify for Boston?”“I was thinking of the LOCO Marathon in New Hampshire. It’s a fast, easy two half-marathon loops, the last weekend in October.”“Sounds good to me,” I said, and we sat down to work backwards on our training schedule.We trained all summer, and our romance blossomed, but I still had the feeling that she was holding something back. She was so loving and kind that I couldn’t believe that whatever there was could be so terrible that she wouldn’t,.