I couldn’t have you thinking I was stupid or boring-it would’ve been mortifying. I put extra effort into planning lectures for your classes, and y...u made it worth it.”She smiled, grateful or relieved, she didn’t know. Incredulous, definitely. Her chest was blooming with happiness, and she though she’d combust with joy.“If only I had known.”“If only.”“Ugh. Let’s not do the whole “but both of you think the other’s just looking at the ground” routine. We sound as though we’re dying, when in fact. He gestured towards them and said something to the effect of, “I have a few things here… if anything interests you let me know…”. First thing I recall noticing was a set of lingerie, a silky/lace nightie with matching bra and thong. He said something like “I know you said you like wearing girls clothes so you can wear these if you want…I bought them for my wife, but never gave them to her…” I had actually already had on the stuff I borrowed from my house so I said, thanks, and that I really. Itwas wonderful. I couldn't help myself, I didn't even know what I wasdoing. I went up to him and kissed him firmly on the lips.We kissed for a while; I was confused, and I think he was too. Maybeit was one last trace of masculinity still residing in me that made memore comfortable if he was dressed as a girl. A few moments later hepulled away, and led me onto his bed."Maybe we should talk about this..." he said."I just want you. You look so hot dressed like that." I wasembarrassed, scared to. I was worried about making sure that he was happy with me. For some reason I always want to please Rick. The next day I went to Rick’s house. How many times had I come here to be taken by Rick, trained by him to be a slut? I couldn’t count. How many more times would I come here? I let myself in and Rick was there sitting on the couch waiting for me. He got up and walked towards me, with that look that meant he was liking what he saw. I wore a halter style minidress, I was happy I could.