Shit, then, I had a problem. My shoes. I finally bent over and took my shoes off, and kicked the slacks away. I stood back up.“Very beautiful, darli...g...” he said, smiling. I smiled back at him. I’m sure I looked like heaven to an old fart like him. I imagine I was the cutest thing he’d seen in twenty or thirty years. Maybe ever.I reached back and unsnapped my bra. I let it slide down my arms a little, still covering my tits. I was moving a bit, by then, like I was dancing, but without music. I. I then texted her to tell her I was ready. She arrived back to the room a short time later and couldn’t believe it was really me. She was admiring me too and it appeared she liked what she saw. She began to touch me and rub my legs as if to see if I was for real. I think she was a little in shock. But she did say I made a very pretty woman and she did believe me finally about me being a crossdresser. So that point was proven. Well as usual when I dress I get a little sexually aroused. Thoughts. The wine had little to do with the happiness they had found. Realizing the sun had been set for some time Joan said, ‘With your permission father … and mother,’ which brought a smile to both Henry’s and Evealen’s lips. ‘I would ask permission to depart for my studies at the rectory with Father Paul and my friend Lily. We are being taught about the love God has for us.’ ‘Do you want us to walk with you to the rectory? Asked Evealen. ‘Thank you but no. I would imagine that you and my Father have. No knickers, as requested. My favourite red dress and black sling-back heels completing the outfit. I had spent some time in the shower too, removing hair. My arms, legs and pubic area. I dressed quickly. I knew he would want another drink soon. That was my responsibility. Light make up, gloss, mascara. A light spray of Lolita and I was ready to descend downstairs. I turned the handle of the door and moved quickly into the room. It was quiet, the curtains closed, the only light the.