One night she phoned in an order for six pizzas and had them sent to this nasty little motel in the middle of town. I had to hand it to her; the girl ...as brilliant. She picked the room that happened to be at the very edge of the building, right next to a huge orchard. The guy who does the local deliveries carries the pizza on his motorcycle. Anyway, the guy gets off his bike and can only carry three pizzas to go knock on the door. When he's at the door, Shirsten and I slip out and grab the. I then headed for the bathroom, cleaned up, and came back into my room to get dressed for work. Once I finished, I went downstairs and fixed myself some hot cereal. I noticed no dishes in the sink and assumed my dad was not up yet. I had to start the coffee pot, so I knew for sure Dad hadn't come out to go to work yet.I was just putting my bowl in the dishwasher when my parents' bedroom door opened and Dad came tiptoeing out with his shoes in his hand. I whispered, "I made the coffee for you.". And I am certainly not blind, or imagining things. Jake, God rest his soul, did enough of that for both of us.” “Well, “ I started, “This isn’t easy, as you might guess. But I need to tell someone. And I need to tell someone who will not get upset, or go running from my house, as if I am some kind of leper, or horrible pervert. Yes. I cross dress.” She opened her mouth to say something, but I held up my hand. “Don’t stop me - I am going to let it all out , but I can’t do that if you interrupt.. It became crystal clear, she was more than willing to help me out, even though I posed it as my girlfriend's problem. She had a nice red dress on for a Friday, so I think that turned me on a little more. It made her look more sexy.“So, call me crazy, but I'm gonna say you were talking about yourself and me and not your girlfriend and her boss,” Erica said.“Maybe,” I replied.She lifted up my shirt, took it off for me and looked at me in my black bra.“Wow Gina, you have been packing some nice.