’ ‘In that case, you can’t laugh at me either. Deal?’ She opened the door to discover that Matt was wearing another of Charlie’s shirts. The...fabric billowed balloon-like over his trousers. ‘Classy,’ she muttered, unable to repress a smirk. ‘That’s me. Follower of high fashion,’ he said dryly, candidly appraising her appearance. ‘I should worry. You look like Wee Willy Winky.’ But then his gaze reached her bleeding knees. ‘Hmm. Come on.’ He turned and walked off down the hallway. Clutching at. 'can you get a good view from there?' caroline asked'Y-Yes,sorry' I said'well don't be sorry, and come over here' caroline repliedshe lifted her skirt up and exposed her tights and knickers and sure enough they was nice lacey knickers. I looked down at her and noticed her blouse buttons were undone and I know they wasn't earlier. She took my hand and placed it on her knee'Now we are abit more comfier you can carry on where you left off' caroline saidI knelt down on the floor and began to rub my. She said there was only one boy worth talking about, a tall, handsome blond about the same age as me. I asked if she had been out with him. She said only once but would not go into any details about what happened, however she agreed to introduce him to me.Naturally we could not wear any makeup in front of Aunty Betty and we had to dress modestly, so we decided to smuggle some makeup and short skirts into the picnic basket unbeknown to Aunty Betty, which was no mean achievement since she had. "What did you say?" I asked her as I fought back my tears."Sit up, Jonathan, I'll tell you what just happened." She waited while I adjusted my panties and stockings, then she pulled off my scrunchie and began stroking my hair as I stifled my sobs. "I spent a lot of time with shrinks and doctors before I had my operation. There are two ways a guy in your situation can react to what you just went through. If he is a transsexual, like I am, he wants nothing more than to stay a woman forever. But.