In fact, the restaurant was empty besides a few old bald men missing a few teeth apiece yapping about some fishing trip or something behind the counte..., the obviously work here. It was dirty covered in cobwebs and gave me goose bumps. I vaguely wondered how this restaurant was still even open. But one particular employee struck me as kind of odd. She seemed to be an attractive woman of maybe 40 or 50 years old, average height, build, bust, and ass. She wasn't very pretty but she was far from. I will go back many years and start at an earlier age. For as long as I can remember I have cross dressed, always in private, without my partners or girlfriends knowing, totally in the closet, and when dressed I often practised self bondage, used dildos on myself, especially before wanking. I enjoyed shaving when I could, had the usual purges, it has cost me a fortune over the years. Physically while tall I had always been slimly built and a bit small in. I felt that we were kind of like boyfriend and girlfriend though no words had been spoken yet. Our sex life had become fairly regular, and he was always pretty generous. I did my best to keep up and make sure he was satisfied, but between the sensitivity of my body, his cheating little tricks and his technique, I sometimes worried that I wasn’t enough for him. That’s where having mom came in handy. I would sometimes get a text from mom asking if she could borrow Klintuck for a while, for. She had pretty green eyes and a cute young face which was styled like a whore I liked her style I liked young whore looking teen girls. I said to her do you like Billy not really hes a bit of a prick, she replied you been with him two weeks I said yeh she replied Fuck him your with me now I said good she said Lets go to the shop and get some drinks what you two drinking? Bacardi breezer tropical flavour cool I Said. I went into the shop and got 8 Bacardi breezers and 4 cans of Stella to go on.