Now realize that I'm a bit ... ahem ... odd. I carry a lot of stuff in my bags that don't make much sense to others. In this case, I fished through my...backpack and pulled out a bunch of colored pens and a notebook full of paper. Pulling out the pages that had applied to my job, which were no longer of interest to me, I handed the remaining blank notebook and pens to Theresa and Kate so they had extra weapons to keep their children quiet. It was only a matter of time before the toys the kids had. There were plenty of sissy clothes spare, but Deidre liked Desmond to wear high heels. This was easy in Desmond's case as he had really small feet and could actually wear Deidre's with no problem. My feet were big though, and stilettos weren't available in my size!On the birthday weekend Deidre began to make me up as a girl, with a spare wig and one of Priscilla's frilly dresses, stockings and suspenders. I have to admit I looked really hot when she'd finished! (I've only had a beard for 5. "What's going on now, Priscilla?" Sort of like old times isn't it, Darling?" she huskily whispered, moving toward him so that their bodies touched."Sort of, but not quite, Priscilla," he managed, tugging a rare cigarette from his inside pocket and lighting it. "I'm here for a political convention and this is my room. Here we are, a pair of people, boy-girl, in the perfect environment, hotel with satin sheets." Interesting, isn't it?" she said, raising up over him and looking down into his face.. She said. Wow ..she is a game.. I knew. I loosened my grip a little bit. She composed herself while not looking into my eyes. I lifted her face and looked into her eyes. Kya hai .. She asked. Aish karate hai Laxmi I said. She tried to leave and in the process we stood near bed and she ran away… As a playful act it seemed. I held her by her back side of blouse and pulled back. Saheb .. Chhodo na .. She cried. chhodo mat bolo Laxmi, tum bolo chodo no jan, Main tujhe bahut pyar se karunga meri jan.