Was I right? You are a transvestite?" she asked."I prefer the term cross-dresser," I replied, trying to be matter offact. This was going to be very hu...iliating."How long have you done it?" Since I was a teenager." Why do you do it? Is it a sexual thing?" Liz asked.I looked down ashamedly, "Yes," I said."And do you wear women's underwear all the time?"She knew me better than I thought. "Yes," I replied briefly. I ownednothing else."What about skirts and dresses? Do you wear them?" Only. Had I not known better, I would have believed that her reaction was not genuine, but now I knew better.“Like, I didn’t know it anyway, Stian? I know that I’m not a beauty and if a boy or a man wanted to be with me it was because I had something else they wanted. After all, they could always close their eyes.”She tried to make it sound like she hadn’t cared but I knew better. Especially after getting that magical portrait. So, I put my hand on her shoulder and stopped her and made her look at. She leaned back in and kissed me quickly. I kissed her back, but she pulled away before I could contribute to the kiss.“What?” I asked her. “Is there something wrong?”“No, nothing really, it's just not fair. I mean, I took your shirt off, don't you want to take this off?” She asked motioning to her bikini top.“Do I really have to answer that?” I asked as I felt the blood flowing into my hardening cock. My hands met at the small of her back again and slid up to the ties of her bikini. I found. If his mother was right with her hints it would probably be more than just the half-a-dozen people he picked now. The fact that he had his own private escort through the extraction process, who was dropping none-too-subtle hints already, seemed to confirm that belief.“Yes Sis, it is,” he replied, his voice carrying the realisation of his new responsibilities clearly.Swallowing he squared his shoulders and turned back to the women who were waiting patiently for his decision. He looked along the.