Maybe being second in the game was the right thing everywhere, subliming messages keep on at men and tell us to be soft be submissive. At most men now...may throw a hisses fit, but I could not shoot some one for love or money. I hope it is never put to the test. My dears I am most happy about that. I walk pass the woman police officer, her firm body trim in her smart, now feminine trousers and shirt, gun at her side, I now hate all guns.She smiled at me, "Morning Sir" as she checked my ID she. Gingerly, I took hold of the waistband of her knickers and raised them up to my face, stretching the gusset open to examine the slick juices that drenched it. With her sweet scent pervading my nostrils, I buried my face into the still-warm material and let my tongue glide over her moist sexual deposit. It tasted lovely. And as I sucked it in, spurt after spurt of semen shot from me and covered Beth’s bra and skirt. Two days later I was back at Beth’s, and as we sat on her bed planning our. ” My mother said, as she struck a sexy pose.“I always wanted to try this with you, but you always shot me down. I guess better late than never!”“So can I be naked when your friends come over?” She said to test him.I could see in my father’s face she was testing him, but he said, “Yep, anytime.”I looked at my mother’s face and I think he might have called her bluff which made me have a chuckle.“What are you laughing at?” my dad said.“I think you called Mama’s bluff, so I think you might have to. I think you should wearthe peach coloured satin set with the cream lace and black stockings andmaybe the white petticoat."My heart started pounding with the idea. I had a mixed feeling ofeuphoria and trepidation. The euphoria was about me about to live adream and share my cross dressing with the love of my life but thetrepidation about the fact that I knew I would look silly and did notwant Suzie to laugh at me."You won't laugh at me?" I may laugh a little as this is all rather new to me."I.