‘I’m curious, Angela’ – she had long ago made it clear she despised being called ‘ma’am’ – ‘what sort of wine would you choose for t...is party?’ ‘Oh, maybe a bottle of Pinot Grigio, maybe Pinot Noir if I’m in the mood. Certainly a good one, not some cheep Lambrusco!’ It was an inside joke, stemming from the time that Robert had shown her how the cheaper wine could just as easily be used as a chicken marinade for grilling. ‘Why? Do you have a suggestion, oh great wine expert?’ As everyone. Gradually she absorbed the truth that I felt, looked, and acted more at ease in a dress, that I was more fun to be with when I wore panties and a bra. That women's clothes felt somehow right to me. She finally understood that I was much the better person for these occasional excursions elsewhere. I'd come back from the last few, she reluctantly admitted, nicer in every way, more attentive, sweeter, and otherwise unchanged. Moreover, my out-of-town transvestism in hotels a thousand miles away. She has gone into a zone i know so well. her hands return to her breasts and she pulls on her nipples some more, roughly, tugging, making them hard again. this time she means it, and lets out a soft, ‘ohh…’ i watch as she pleasures herself, seemingly in her own private world, as if i wasn’t there at all. but this is her show-and-tell. i watch and my left hand goes to my mound, my middle finger lightly touching my wet clit. i stroke softly, just a tease, becoming more aroused as i watch katy cup. By now all the girls were up.‘‘Jenny, call your Mom and Dad. Tell them it is an emergency and to get here quick! Vicky, call my Mom and Dad and tell them the same thing. Marcy call Jeanna with the same message. I will call Jake; I am not sure anything is going to happen but I think it is likely,’’ I said.‘‘I’m going to activate the video camera system in the living room so we can record what happens,’’ Ching Lee said.As a second thought I called Hanna. When she picked up the phone, ‘‘This is BJ.