We weren't down there long and I found I had to pee, which wasn't unusual as I stay well irrigated, which makes me pee often. I figured it was as good...a time as any so I had a little pee talk with her. I told her that it's always just been just me and when I needed to pee, I would pee where I was. I could be up to a mile from the farm potty and if I went up there to pee, I'd wouldn't get things done for traveling back and forth. I told her that I would be discreet. The same if she were a guy. Up on the stage, the crossdressed lad's face flushed beet red inembarrassment, obviously humiliated by having his prominent woman'schest being the subject of conversation even while he was standingright there in front of them."Misty's namesake is in fact better endowed--though one scarcelyimagines how such a thing could be possible--and while we DO havesilicone falsies in that--improbable--size, they do have certainlimitations." Limitations?" I won't bore you with all the details but suffice to. It wouldn't be long before Tim/Tiffany'scalf muscles would have adjusted so far he would hardly be able to walkin anything but the highest of stiletto heels.Madge had to be creative though to keep the momentum going so on top ofhis already intense daily training ever so often she would add someextra-curricular activities to keep poor Timmy on his toes and to exploithis depraved little affectation to the full.Sometimes these take the form of ellaborate dressing-up sessions indeliciously. With a strange look on her face, she peers down at me and says, "Thanks for the help. Did you enjoy that?"Caught unprepared, I stammer, "Hey, it wasn't planned, but yes, and I doubt I could hide that I did from you at this moment."I pushed the bulge in my shorts to one side before scrambling up the ledge to join her. We continue the remaining short distance to the top in near silence, but I can almost hear both our brains working overtime. Reaching the summit, we stand shoulder-to-shoulder.