“Shelly, it’s so great to see you,” Allyson said and gave Shelly a hug. “Great to see you too. How have you been?” “Loving the new house... It’s really great.” Shelly came into the house and Allyson gave her some wine and they sat down and were talking. The doorbell rang again and Allyson ran to the door to get it. This time it was Jennifer, Crystal, and Tiffany. “Allyson, you look wonderful.” “You guys all look great too.” They all had brought gifts for the party and their luggage for the. We continued kissing and petting for a long time.Ben stood up and brought me a gift wrapped package. Without a sound, our eyessaying it all, I slowly and carefully opened it to find a white nylonnightgown with lace trim and wide shoulder straps. It was stunning."I thought you should have something of your own, Jackie. Why don't you tryit on?"Without hesitation, I went to the bathroom, undressed completely and slippedit on. It fit perfectly. He knew my size from Mary's clothes, and mydeveloped. George envisioned himself under a naked, kind, lovingman, being kissed and adored. He gasped. And beganto pump his hot cream into his stepmother's prettypanties. Most of us are much older than George when we realizeour life's ambition. George's was clear as heapproached his 18th birthday. Becoming all thepantyboy he could be. Then sharing that sweetfemininity with the nice men of the world.That day set a pattern for the next three months. George would sneak items of femininity from Beth'sthings. " Good to know," she turned with a wink and nodding her head, she walked out of my room. No doubt that was a wink. No doubt she was flirting. Yet lots of doubt about her intent.That was Tuesday.The next three days were excruciating.On Wednesday, ugly Christmas sweater day, Collette walked into my room wearing a hideous sweater, a plaid skirt and mocha nylons... and... as if deliberately tempting me... no shoes... her nylon-clad feet in full view. She admonished, looking at my sweater, "That.