Jones your under arrest for drunk driveing." I'm not drunk like this is hard to do in high heels.." She protests with her hands on her hipps. He shine... his flashlight down at her feet and studies her 4 inch peep toe pumps. A light cold rain begins to fall."Take them off and try again." Ugh......no way its cold and wet out here. I got a new pair of hose on." She complains "Hands on your head spread your leggs." She asumes the pose and he frisks her. As he squeezes her big 40 double D's."Don't. I thought about my coming out. I needed to be doing something normal.Cleaning, maybe. I decided that I would "let" Junie catch me, as if Ihad been dressing up for all the years of our marriage. Isn't that whatusually happens with the gender fluid among us? Eventually they slipup, and they get caught by a parent, a spouse, a sibling. Some of themeven want to get caught.So was I truly transgender? I didn't know. I had dabbled in girls'clothes when I was younger, but a lot of guys do. I loved. I was comfortable riding Thunder without a saddle, but this would be quite a different experience, and I decided for what I had planned, I’d better see how it went with a saddle first. I slung my heavy western saddle off the fence-rail onto his pad, dropped his girth cinch, and thumped his ribs so he’d quit trying to hold his breath while I pulled the cinches tight. The trouble with a smart horse is that they’re always trying to outsmart you by expanding their lungs while you tighten their. I denied it for as long as I could but after a couple dreams that re-enacted the encounters I eventually had to admit that some part of me was enjoying what the girls were doing to me. I began to realize this more when I found myself missing the encounters in the second week of the holidays. I was ashamed that I felt this way and was genuinely worried about my mental health since I was unaware at the time that others had similar feelings that I now understand to be submissive tendencies and.