Yes I looked good, No one would have known I was anything other than a pretty 30-year-old blond girl. The image in the mirror was one I had seen befor..., Only the before was 13 years earlier when I was 17. Dashing to the dresser I dug until I had found the picture. We looked like sisters. There I was a 17 year old crossdresser all made up pretty in a white flower girl dress, Pretty as a picture in a bridal magazine. Only there I was again, beside myself a 30 year old wearing the same dress I was. “Sorry. I,m Patricia Jenson, Patti. I should be ready to leave in about ten minutes after I freshen up a bit. Are you new here then?” “Yes, my third night now.” I replied. “So what,s your name then?” She gave me a warm sexy smile and opened her legs wide to reveal her bushy pubes, the fleshy labial lips fully visible against the nearly invisible blonde pubic hair. “Joe. Joe Taylor.” I answered. “Do you like what you see Joe?” She asked. “Er Yes.” I confessed. “Help me out Joe. My boyfriend. Closing the door he continues to the next door, putting his ear to the door he hears a faint sound of something, creaking the door ever so slightly he peaks in, there at the end of the room his prey, packing away her back turned to him, music playing from a radio on the stand. Slipping into the room he gently closes the door trying to make sure she doesn't hear, his eyes glued to her. The door clicks in and he whispers the locking charm, adding a muffling charm to the door he stalks forward,. .. little... bitch!"Her voice rose to nearly a screech, and Susie paled.She wasn't the only one. It was all in the open now, and they were all faced with it. Dave looked as if he'd been punched. Pam blushed and stared hard at the floor, while Mark shifted uncomfortably and tried to stop it."Come on Mom..."But Linda was beyond stopping now. She shook Susie hard, rising to tower over her in a quivering mass of rage."Oh my, you're really pleased with yourself, aren't you? Turning our whole family.