"I'm pretty big you know." She told me. I'm ready and willing. I can take it, honest." I worked to keep my breathing normal, but I must admit I was fr...ghtened, maybe apprehensive is a better word. That's a good one isn't it? It was on last week's 8th grade spelling test.He pulled my t-shirt over my head and clamped his mouth to my left tit as I pulled down his zipper and fumbled in his underwear. I found his balls, his swollen, hot scrotum. It was like he only had one testicle, and it was as. "She" also enjoyed crossdressing when she could and we had what seemed to be the same tastes in clothing. Now I'm 23 and still live with my folks. I graduated from college with a BS degree and am still looking for that "good" job. I've crossdressed off and on since high school whenever and with whatever clothing I could get a hold of. I have a small collection of lingerie and quite a few pairs of shoes (I do have a shoe fetish).So I now find myself in route to a coffee shop three towns over. That was until last time she went away. she had been away all week and on saturday a mate from work asked me over for drinks that night. she wasn't due home til monday so i thought "what the heck" i got there about 8 with a slab of southern comfort cans. we cracked one each and started drinking. my mate decided he wanted to get some girls around so he phoned one of his friends. we drove down to the pub to pick her up. we weren't expecting it but she insisted on bringing a friend. when we got. How long might depend on where Mr Parslow's loyalties lay, and Chris didn't know about that.What a relief that he hadn't got around to taking his kit out of his bag!As they approached the school, Chris slowed and considered his options while the others caught up with him. They were approaching on the corner of the staff car park. They had to go round the other side to get to the caretaker's door. Oh damn! There was a police car in the staff car park. Just what he didn't need. Well, he'd have to.