''He stood me up and we walked back to the truck in each others arms stroking, kissing one another exploring each others bodies. ''I can't believe wer... doing this I said, this has been a dream of mine for so long.''''Me too Jim replied in a sexy husky voice, I have always dreamt I would someday pick up a young sissy boy hitch hiking these roads looking for a man to explore their inner faggot tendencies.''Well today is that day Jim baby, we made our way to the end of the trailer where he bent me. There were a couple of other boyson the course so they tended to stick together and do boy things. Tam hadalways been a regular lad and did not intend to change. But something hadchanged, he no longer had access to his sister's clothes and the yearningto dress was slowly building up like a volcano. Working in a mainlyfemale environment with all the young pretty nurses in their littleuniforms and trendy young clothes was getting to him, and the morefeminine something was, the more it was. I'm sure she had heard some stories that get passed around about what happened at past Christmas Parties or Summer Company Picnics. (whom went home with who) It was known that I wasn't a shrinking violet. (I told you I wasn't too ethical)It was a busy day after a slow morning, even for a Sunday and us being the district "monitor", we were the store that stayed open until 9:00. I couldn't wait to get home and go to bed, I was beat, and I knew it was another Iron Day on Monday, and it would be. Alex stood there, staring at the floor, wearing small panties, a bra and a girls, long hair, halloween wig. I didn’t know what to think, let alone say. Somehow, strangely, I was incredibly turned on though. I had to admit to myself, he looked incredible, slim and sexy. “What do you think?” He asked, his voice shaking, still only looking at the floor. It was only then that I realized the pictures he had shown me were not of his sister, but of him. Confused, I don’t know how to answer, but could.