Jennifer then asked me if I ever dressed up completely or did Ijust like wearing undies and lingerie? She also wanted to know if I wasmarried and if s..., what my wife thought about my dressing,Wow this gal is right up front with her questions!I told her that I wasn't married, and that currently I didn't have agirlfriend. I went on to explain that I do dress up completely abouttwice a month. I also mentioned that I belonged to a cross-dresser'ssupport group, and that once a month we have. Karen stood up to greet her.“My, oh my, you’re more beautiful than Brad described,” she smiled, giving Abby a good hug and kiss on the right cheek. Karen’s eyes drank in the beauty of her slender teenage body. “So this is the pretty young woman who has stolen my son’s, heart.”“MOM!” Brad exclaimed, glaring at her.“He hasn’t stopped talking about you since Monday night. How beautiful and smart you are. I think he’s falling in love with you already and has you both married with four or five. I bent over, without bending my knees, spreading my legs to get it, with my ass facing him to get the pencil. My skirt was so short, my shaved pussy peeked out (like I'd planned) from under my skirt, and revealed that I wasn't wearing panties. I smiled mischievously at him as I left his office. By 7pm, the sun was just starting to set, and everyone had left the office except Jason and I. I casually walked to his office, and hiked up my skirt even more, now revealing my pussy without even having. For those of you who don't remember the 1970's, firstly I suggest you offer a brief prayer of gratitude to your favourite deity that you were spared, and secondly I would suggest you do a bit of browsing the Internet, but with a glass of something comforting and restorative in your hand. Please don't try and imagine Julie and I actually wearing anything you may see pictures of; we may have had longer hair then, but we liked comfortable clothes and hated to stand out in a crowd.Many of the.