School colors. Oh yeah, We stood out like snowflakes in a blizzard as we determined to stay together. The hall was, to use a good word, 'boisterous', ... hadn't really expected to gain much knowledge, but we attended and got that block checked off on our college transcripts.Working our way out of the building, Jason said, "Don't get in a hurry. It's not gonna help and you don't need the aggravation of struggling over it."He's right. So we're standing there and I hear a voice. "Uh, Cindy?" Male. I. .god, i don't even know. It was so easy to talk to her. I didn't have to force any conversation, everything slipped out naturally. Mya seemed to be feeling the same. We walked around the gallery, where she shared my contempt for the guy's work. Beautiful and with common sense: my two favorite traits.By now I think Sam had left, and Christine was staring daggers at me. I didn't care, I was engulfed in Mya's glow. Later that evening we left and walked around. Then she asked if I'd like to come. I had a beautiful girlfriend and could have had any girl I wanted. Unbeknown to her and my friends, I was a closet crossdresser, a sissy who fantasised about dressing up and sleeping with guys. It was a confusing time for me, I was almost certain I was straight but part of me craved cock, especially when I was crossdressed. I would dress all sexy in my own underwear and sisters clothes (I was lucky to have an older sister so access to a full wardrobe) and play with myself until my cock was sore. I had lifted the petticoat till her thighs and my dick was already erect. My heartbeats increased as I still moved it up to her hips. My! What an ass, she was wearing a black Panty and it was an old one and so it was loose. I was getting tensed if Bhabhi woke up and I will have no face to show her.I catch some picture of all part of her body and went for masturbate. She was surprised to have slept for so long. I had made tea for her and she was very happy with this gesture. She had a clean.