” Deirdre was snuggling her head into my shoulder, kind of like a kitten rubbing against your leg. It felt wonderful. I said, “You wouldn’t mind...if I called you Dee Dee?”“I’d like it.” Deirdre wasn’t looking at me. Her face was buried in my shoulder.I brought my hand to her chin and lifted her face next to mine. “Thank you, Dee Dee”, I said, and then I kissed her, a soft gentle kiss of gratitude. I know it sounds ridiculous. She merely let me call her by her nickname, no big thing. But I felt. My wardrobe certainly grew, and gradually included a wig, weightedbreast forms, and lots of other pretty things. Cindy never seemed totire of taking me shopping. Unfortunately, she also loved to look forways to make it as embarrassing for me as possible. I'm not sure if Ijust got more used to her little humiliating comments, or if I justreally started to love them. True to her word, she had no problem withletting it be known that I liked to wear women's clothing and I usuallyhad no choice. Her sister, while not the beauty she was, was also quite comely and seemed anxious to get out of daddy's reach whenever possible. Boys that age told stories about girls like that, whether they were true or just wishful thinking.But here we were, naked with sweet Bethany standing on the bank giggling at us. Thank goodness her sister Amy wasn't here too. A double embarrassment like that would have been more than we could stand.Standing there with her hands on her hips, she called out to us "Hey. The girls old enough to have tits wiggled them wildly as they ran and the effect gave me an immediate erection which I tried vainly to hide as I unwrapped the tent. Dirty old man, Sue whispered to me as she helped me, I saw that boner. What are you going to do when youre naked? Damned if I know, I muttered, maybe this wasnt such a good idea after all. Nonsense…the magazines at Adeles house say that mens erections hardly ever happen once the man is naked…and the hidden aspect is gone, she.