I felt and saw it all. I knew it then. If I walked away. I would lose her. I couldn’t do that. I turned back and looked at the car. Still sitting th...re idling. She was just a dark form inside. My feet carried me back. I don’t remember making the decision. I just remember them carrying me through the snow. I went around the front of the car and pulled the door open.She looked up at me in shock. Her face was wet from her tears. I had never seen a woman more beautiful in my life. I reached in and. Next, I shopped online like crazy for someappropriate outfits. Don't want to look too out of place, but still wantto look feminine. I found a couple of dresses that looked comfortable fortravel - we would be driving 5 hours each way. Then I found 3 nicerdresses for evenings and dinner. I also found 4 outfits that would begood for daytime excursions. I already had shoes, wigs, lingerie, etc.On the evening before our departure, I spent several hours shaving andusing lotion on my entire body. The. "Oh look at their panties, now they are soaking!" said a laughing Sandra.Pre cum had oozed out the of sissies' pricks, a large damp patch staining their pink nylon panties, but there was no release for their sissy milk.Lady Anne said, "Give each other a nice deep kiss girlies."The watching women roared with laughter as Fiffie and Julie skirts held high, pricks jerking up and down in their panties, gave each other a French kiss, tongues deep inside each other's mouths.Joan laughed at the two. Do you want to goagain?"Martin hesitated, not sure of what to say, and the silence lengthened.Tessa raised an enquiring eyebrow, and Martin eventually realised thathe had to say something. "I guess so," he muttered, adding in anundertone, "It was great fun last time." And will you dress to look the part?"Martin paused again, but eventually said, in a hoarse whisper, "IfDebbie's there again, it would probably be more embarrassing not to lookthe part than to dress up for the occasion."Debbie sat.