The limited facilities allowed me to judgethat, in each case, the fit was now quite good. I managed to find ahat, that went rather well with the suit....Dorothy's hat had beensmall, and close fitting; whereas mine was more like a feminine bowlerhat, with a curly brim.I quietly assembled all the other articles of my wardrobe and packedthem into a suitcase; checking that I had my black corset; brassiere,breasts, and pantie girdle. I still had the wig; the nylon slip, and aneat white satin blouse,. .Well maybe the sleeping part does not always apply but enough love and fluids have been exchanged to make us family As we all lead busy lifes with work, things got into some sort of a routine now but it was not always like that, when things started it was like a brush fire consuming us all. But more about that later. More about the "special occasions" later too For now I guess I should start with who we are and our sex life at this timeJulia as you might have guessed is my beloved wife. She's. Each pair of hands wandered down over warm, soft feminine skin onto deliciously enticing curves where they caressed, stroked, touched and aroused.Suddenly they seemed to become aware of the stares and looked around laughing, before returning hand in hand to our table, groups of youths cheered while some of the women clapped politely, afraid probably to admit the feelings the sexy little show had provoked within themselves!We stood up politely as the girls sat down, blushing but giggling and. "We should see other people." I was heartbroken. I begged her, we got together, the sex was hot, then we'd split again.During all this drama, it seemed there were plenty of women who were trying to cheer me up. I was more than willing to be cheered up. Susan had changed me somehow. It was like some secret stamp of approval had appeared on my forehead. I was no longer invisible to women. For the moment I was happy. It seemed women were auditioning for the role of next girlfriend. Susan trained.