Of course I slept in silk lingerie every night and always wore panties beneath my regular clothes. I amassed a small but functional wardrobe and shave... my body in the winter months spending several days at a time dressed in full drag. When I bought a small townhouse in the country, I would often take long moonlight walks through the woods in femme. My latest girlfriend finally told me that she just couldn't accept having a boyfriend who crossdressed, so we parted ways after two years of denying. ‘I’m not saying I love you! I’m just talking hypothetically.’ ‘Hmm … something simple … charming … that secretly says, I love you.’ You think about it for a moment and come up with an answer. ‘Okay, get me a bracelet. … Oh wait! Make it a bracelet with cute ducks on it. Yeah, ’cause I like little duckies.’ I chuckle and say, ‘Okay, I’ll try to remember … duckies!’ ‘And what gift would you like?’ you ask the equivalent question. Then you put your index finger on the table and pretend like you’re. “When I meet a decent guy, you’ll be the first to know.” I made a stab at changing the subject. “Did you get my lilies, by the way? I sent them last Saturday.”She arched a pencil-enhanced brow.“Yes, dear. Only I would have preferred your presence to that of a bunch of flowers, however lovely they may have been.”God. Who talks like that? She’d been an English teacher for almost thirty years and I’d spent my childhood being reprimanded for saying ‘me and Charlie’ rather than ‘Charlie and. " Mmmm I like it in the morning, too. Wakes you up, right?" Yeah exactly." Riley said with a smile.Katie reached for her bag and said, "so whats your go to?" And with that she started pulling out all kinds of toys. Vibrators amd dildos mostly, but way more interesting that Rikey had ever seen. There was a little tiny vibrator, am egg shaped thing with a remote, big dildos, and some thrt obviously moved in some insane way.Riley responded, "I just use my hand... what do you use?" Nothing wrong.