Ileft the club in a rush and made the round trip to my hole intending onlooking at Patricia. I knew I couldn't do anything about it but Iwanted to pro...e it to myself that there was no way Patricia was a guy.Boy was I ever wrong.It was about a week later that my constant thoughts of Patricia annoyedme to the point that I decided to try something myself. That night whenI went to the hole I was naked, and I talked myself into trying on apair of panties from my box for the first time.What a. Rose wanted to speak, wanted to reassure her, but the duck tape held her mouth firmly closed, trapping those words inside. She hoped the moisture, the cold beads of fear would loosen it, but it held fast.Then the lights came on.A tidal wave of light rolled across the ceiling, as one after another the florescent strip lights flickered to life. Blinking to allow her pupils to adjust to the sudden change, Rose's eyes meet Janice's and she saw the fear in her face.Looking side-to-side, Rose could. Aunt Charlotte smirked, "Oh, he pretty well knew when you came homewearing that 'Dorothy' costume for Halloween when you were a toddler, youhated having to take it off. That's when we knew that you were really agirl inside."I looked at her in surprise, "I forgot about that! What happened?"She sat on the bed and motioned for me to sit by her, "Grandpa had us alldress in 'Wizard of Oz' costumes for you. And when you finally went tosleep, Granny undressed you, but left your tights on and dressed. I held her in my hands, licked her tears and said okay. The smile she gave that moment was priceless. We leaned in and started kissing. We licked the upper lips, then lower lips and then our tongues entwined and we started sucking each other so hard. I leaned back to take the support of the bed and she climbed upon me and started removing my t-shirt. As soon as she removed it, she encircled my neck and started kissing me all over the face. Then I stopped her and removed her t-shirt. She was in.