"Oh, you know. He was smart,and funny. Lots of people liked him. And..." Inspiration struck. Thiswould put Mitch in his place. "It helped that he was ... monster in thesack."Mitch almost choked on his drink."Well, he was... you know. Big," she finished, lamely. "And..." She'dwanted to build her old self up, but, in truth, had never been one tobrag."A monster?" Mitch finished for her, mugging away. She had to wipe thatsmug look off his face. She started recalling some of her own careerhighlights,. Want my advice?” “I can already guess,” Katie replied. “Find a good one.” “Oh, hell no,” her mom said, surprising Katie. “Go for it.” “Who are you, and what have you done with my mother?” Katie asked with a smile. “It’s college,” her mom said. “You’re curious. I mean be safe, but do a bad boy just for the fun of it. Don’t try to have a relationship with him. At their age, they won’t stay faithful. But being with a confident man, mmmm, the sex –” “Aaaaaand we’re done,” said Katie. “I know you. She looked terrible with blotchy eyes and streaked makeup.I passed her the drink I had prepared, took her coat and guidedher to the sofa.I took a deep breath and started, "I am so sorry to have upsetyou. I have dressed up on occasions since I was 8 years old. I really don't understand why I feel the need but I do andalthough I have tried to stop I don't seem able to and in a waydon't want to. I have never shared this with anyone. I do notwant to be a woman and am not gay or bisexual. I love. My red rubber miniskirt squeaked in delight, in time to the masturbation. My large PVC tits peered from inside my black mac, and my white thigh boots gave me added height and confidence. My neighbour stared down at me, lusting haughtily at this lascivious lovely, stroking his cock, behind his window, in the dark. I teased him by dipping my long cigarette holder into my dripping cock slit, then sipping the juice as I inhaled a reassuringly large lungfull of sexy smoke, and exhaled it gently.