”David made his way from the cemetery and even though it was quite cold he decided to walk home.“You were a long time,” he mother said as he ent...red the front door.“Yes, I walked home.”“Sit down and I’ll make you a cup of tea.”He did as she asked, when she brought him the tea she asked, “so did you have a nice chat with Betty?”This caught him off guard, “how do you know that?”“Come on David, nobody goes to a cemetery each month to change the flowers and tidy up and takes that long, I know you. I was a 4ft 11in tallpowerhouse whose small size made me an excellent quarterback.Mom had an old Zatanna outfit, so I chose it since I thought that she washot and wearing tights wasn't new to me. I'd worn tights when I was PeterPan and Robin Hood for Halloween, before. I liked the fel of the tightsand was pleased with seeing my legs displayed in what amounted to aminidress, but I never connected that with being a girl.[-][+][-]Momma got me some breastforms and a gaffe that looked like a. John felt a lump in his throat. This poor girl had been through so much, and then that asshole Grant had made things so much worse. This was serious, he realised suddenly. He needed to report what had happened, and he couldn’t do it from here using the Port Heracles comm network, as Grant might be monitoring outbound traffic.“I need to report what happened here,” John said apologetically, as the blonde and brunette looked up at him. “Grant isn’t going to get away with the way he’s treated. Sitting wearing a t-shirt and G-string knickers I felt so horny and began unashamedly rubbing myself beneath my knickers, a strange surge sweeping over me in waves as I brought my knees up onto the back of the seat in front, making it easier to ease the string of my knickers down, and then I took them off, and left them under the seat in front.I was thrilled because I was naked under my t-shirt and my coverings were in the row in front, a sense of indecency and exposure was overwhelming me,.