I suppose that tingle andcome-hither look she gave me in the mirror was mine too. It was all sowicked, I had to just stand there and watch myself. Whe... I was done, I blewmyself a little kiss and giggled softly. Dana came up behind me and wrappedher arms around my small waist. "I told you. I'm jealous of you, your breasts are larger than mine." Itried to hide the slight smile on my face. Even though I wasn't my normalself, it was a nice thing to say. I leaned back in her arms and just looked at. My name is Harry Higgins and I missed the big war not having reached my age of eighteen until 1946. In a way, I felt inordinately cheated in not having a chance to shoulder a rifle and start hunting "Japs" in their natural habitat of the jungle or to chase the Nazi criminals who were hell-bent on running the entire world including the good old U.S. of A.Getting back to Charlotte Morgan's skirt and what she was hiding underneath it, I find it necessary to describe her to you the reading audience. .. I recommend reading my first two stories first.... true stories of my “sexcapades”. =D Hope you enjoy, if you do then tell me, I love comments, and meeting new people, guys and girls. My cross dressing never stopped. I loved female panties, and my sister didn't even notice they were gone. It turned me on when I was walking threw school. When I was in the locker room I get even more turned on with all the half naked guys. One day a bunch of people were running around trying to take boxers of. The low clouds above quickly turned to more flurries and fell to the earth, and they could see once more. Beth slid out from beneath the minotaur and hurried toward the back yard. She was cold and wanted to get inside as quick as possible.Stepping around the corner of the house, she found herself staring at the fountain. It was frozen now with icicles hanging off of its outer rim. A gray figure stood at the edge, unmoving and covered in snow.“Naia?” Beth stepped toward the back door of the.