To him, thatkind of frustration had to come from not getting to wear the dress. Thatthe missed opportunity was breaking his son's heart. Add to that, ...hatfrom now on Ron was going to be watched meant the chances of raiding hissister's closet would be few and far between.Wanting to ease his son's pain Kyle came up with a great idea. The plancame via the help of hearing Linda telling Ron to get his own dresses."Son, I understand. Hand over the dress now and we will take youshopping for your. After lunch I return to my flat and spend hours just enjoying thesensation of my appearance. The feel of the dress against my skin, thesensation of stockings on my legs, the smell of my perfume, the taste oflipstick, the clink of my jewellery, the way my hair touches my neck. Ihave never felt this way before and I never want it to go away. I knowthat from now on this is the only I want to live.A year has passed and I have never worn men's clothing again. I still getthe same sensations every. "As she looked at the quarter empty wine bottle on the table she couldn't help but agree. "I'm finishing this glass then leaving, Patrick. I don't need any company and I most certainly..."Before she could finish her sentence Patrick had summoned the waiter and had ordered a glass of the same wine for himself. "Looks like I'll be joining you for that last glass then" Patrick smiled. While she hated everything about Patrick, in this moment of loneliness, when she felt utterly abandoned yet again. She showed up dressed in white capri pants and a turquoise blouse with a nice low cut that showed her breasts nicely. She had been tanning and her brown skin contrasted with her clothing in a way I like. Having a major foot fetish I checked out her feet and she had her nails painted showcasing them in white sandals. I must have spent too much time checking her out because when I looked up she was smiling at me with a knowing look. I quickly gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek (being.