On that day she heard that she was not destined to become a legend, a Valkyrie to lead armies, to wipe out whole empires. She had decided to become on..., but she would never be a leader. That was bestowed on the children of Mothers.The best warriors were chosen for Mothers (and her father had been one of the best) and they would father one child after another until the Mother herself decided to settle down.“Stop now”, her leader had ordered after one too many questions. “If you want to know. The cut of a dress has to matchtheir body contours perfectly. An inch difference in height could affecthow a dress hangs. One bra size larger or smaller, and the dress won'tfit right. I'm telling you: women are far more persnickety about how thelook than men, and it conveniently works to our advantage." How so?"Some cross dressers only dress. They don't get involved with anyone elsewhile they are in their feminine mode. They get their thrills byspending countless hours shopping for women's. I could feel her breathing change and her body tensing slightly as I got closer and closer to her honey pot. I moved ever more cautiously so as to not startle her and have her end our little game prematurely. I knew she was a skittish young virgin who, until this very moment, had been protected day and night by her mother and the feel of a grown mans hands between her legs must be incredibly scary and yet sexy and exciting for her. I paused again and again letting her tension abate before. Carl sat down beside her, and slowly slid an arm around her shoulders, drawing her to him for their first kiss. Her mouth opened to his probing tongue that entered her mouth and twined with hers. He could sense the effect of his slow, careful seduction was having by the increased rate of Patty's breathing causing her magnificent tits to rise an fall within the confines of her low-cut dress, as he looked down to admire the vision of her cleavage.He lowered his other hand to caress Patty's tits,.