And Emily remained totally still. I realized with a wave of relief that my lewd fantasy had to be a fiction. She wasn’t awake. She wasn’t watching...me. No way would anyone pretend to sleep through that. But a thought had come into my head along the way, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself. I can’t! I can’t do it! But I had to. It was a compulsion. I slid off the chair and crawled to her side on my knees. I won’t touch her, I told myself. That had been my mistake last time. I just want. I then took Jaimie to the Denny's and we ordered drinks and lunch. Then, Katrina showed up on time and walked to the table when she saw me. I made it a point to kiss her deeply. People looked, here I was, a 40's professional looking man and I had a pregnant 23 year old with me hand in hand and now kissing a 19 year old hottie.They looked apprehensively at one another and were nervous. I ordered food for us all and simply told them. "Jaimie, this is Katrina. Katrina is married, a new m_mmy,. I'm glad of that now, because I found out just what kind of small-minded man he was." Okay, I guess we can handle it. We will put you in the downstairs bedroom. You will have a bath to use as your own and for Charlie. If there is any trouble, I reserve the right to ask you to leave and expect you to comply without question." Fair enough, I accept these conditions. To show you how little a burden I intend to be, what can I do to help around here?" Would you be willing to keep your bathroom. Yes, Gentleman Do Prefer Hanes.. So into my teen years, the surpressian, the shame, the weirdness, the questions, the staring at nylons and shoes everywhere? Was I crazy? I kept looking for the right opportunity to keep on exploring but girlfriends thought I was nuts. Until there were some that liked my interest and played into it. I never wore them though. They did and, that was fine. Sexually, it worked until they started publishing TV/TS/Crossdresser Magazines. Wow, that turned the corner..