She wasn't older than me. She actually looked five or ten years younger but she fit everything else he said to look for. She was wearing cutoff jean... shorts and a bright yellow halter top. She was probably thirty pounds or more overweight, had pretty thick glasses, had on more makeup than looked right but had not done her dull brown hair up in any fancy way. She had more of a beer belly than I did. I was nervous about how Frank had said to approach her but there was an empty stool next to. It was not blond, or grey, or redBut boring old brown, just as of new,It seemed as if my hair only simply grewFrom its former boyishness to its current stateBut I thought it a dream, owing that it was lateAnd climbed into bed. There I did stayAnd sleep till black skies turned grey,Dawn broke with its usual happiness.The first thing I saw was Mom holding a dressOf light blue, saying, "Wake up, sleepyhead!It's time to get up out of your bed!"I vaguely recalled my erstwhile dreamAnd saw the. On the way David passed the escalator leadingtowards the George clothing floor....David's more positive, 'manly' outlook on life had given him a renewedconfidence. The previous nights fulfilment of what had been his peak ofsissy desires had satisfied and, he felt had 'put to bed' his crazy andvery un-masculine desires.So why was it that he doubled back towards the escalator that would takehim to a cross dresser on a budgets heaven?He had been here several times before having purchased several. . .She refused but in a way which meant more yes than no..I Took her face in my hands and put put my lips on hers..She was warm and moist.I started smooching her.We smooched for ten mins at least.Then i started feeling her boobs.To my joy she didnt object. Next thing i pulled down her dress to expose her round and beautiful boobs. Those rounded brown tits were a delight to watch. I sucked on them desperately for a long time.She was moaning like crazy. That is when i made her an offer. I said i.