I noticed that when they thought I was a boy, no one ever felt the need to look elsewhere.I started to feel a kind of power with being dressed as a gi...l. My cousins were nicer to me and didn’t try to mess up my hair or punch me. People seemed more polite to me, and they appeared willing even to look the other way when I changed.I wondered if I would ever have the kind of power that Blair did. She could be rude and insult Jack, and he would laugh it off. Blair tried to make Jack jealous by. They consulted doctors who found nothing wrong with either of them, andtold them to just relax.What was different this time was that they reversed roles for the veryfirst time, and each found it exciting. They had returned from aHalloween party and each went as the other's sex. Shirley dressed as amale and Mark a female. Not that either of them could ever pass.Shirley was 5'-4", quite petite, 115 pounds with a killer body, and verypretty. Mark was 5'10" weighing in at 190 was toned but not. Bob stopped the car a short distance from the others, removed his seat belt and in one movement had her seat back and his head buried in her pussy, Frankie moved her legs outwards on the dashboard so he could gain easier access and lost herself completely in his insistent tongue licking her pussy, laid back eyes closed, she felt her orgasm building and so did Bob as he seemed to know the right time to thrust his fingers inside her she bit down on his back as she came all over the leather seats,. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to see it.” She licked her lips. “Seeing yours, though, wouldn’t be like that. So yes, I want to see you naked too, Bobby.”“Wow.” That was all I had.“You don’t have to actually take any pictures, though.”“It would probably be better if I didn’t,” I said.“Yeah.”“Can you imagine what would happen if they found something like that?” I asked. “Dad would have a heart attack.”“Mom would have a stroke,” she agreed.“Okay, so no pictures,” I said. I realized I still.