When I came back into what I can only call consciousness I was still crying.I started recording life again, exiting my trance. But I was still messed ...p. Often going over those events could send me down for the count for a week. This time it was only a day and a half. I don’t know if that was healing, or just that there were things around me that called my attention harder.After asking where we were and what we were doing, I still sat there crying. It might be unseemly for a person that the. Wewhere close and he towered over me tall and dark, in a grey and blackgortex jacket. To the passers by we must have looked the perfect youngcouple, but I knew this was wrong, for despite how lovely and feminineit felt it would all end in January. Was I leading him on or was he justbeing pushy, either way I knew that when it ended I would have to leave,not just for my own sake but now Richard's who would be devastated thatthe girl he had known even kissed was in fact a man. We walked the. How could fear and adrenaline make her so hot??herthoughts would have continued but she hears the bell ring saying she was latefor class, her daydreams got her in trouble again.Jason a strong willed and mindedperson always made it to class but yet he also noticed the strange girl thathad no friends, she was a freshman but he remembered her from elementaryschool. He had, had a crush on this girl since he first saw her only this yearhe was going to go up and talk to her this was the year things. My word did she notice it alright, and embraced it with every crossdresser's dream come true! The day she noticed the changed she took a picture of herself touching her pussy with a text saying, ''I know your dirty, yet sexy pantie secret sissy boy xxx love you.'' I instantly received a boner and thought wow, I lover her even more now! This happened to be the day I started this story of with. So I received this text fifteen minutess before I left the studio. I pulled up into the drive way and.