“What? Do you not like my thong?” She asked in a serious tone as thought she needed to change it. “Does it look good?” She asked again. “You...��ve changed underwear twice in the thirty minutes we’ve been home. Why’s it so important which panties you wear?” I responded as forcefully as I could manage. I tried to make the words sound hard but my demeanor was demurred. “I changed my mind about what to wear,” she pointed at the bed and I looked over at it again. Her white shorts lay on the bed,. "If we aregoing to cross dress for the party then we have to do it right."I protested but she was adamant so I finally agreed and stepped into them.I must say that the feel of the still warm satin was incredible. As Ihitched the skirt of my dress up to pull the panties up Joanne reachedaround me and fastened the suspender belt around me. Again I protested butshe insisted and went on to pull up the sagging stockings and fasten themto the suspenders.Joanne then picked up my boxer shorts and. Oh yah and I see Angels what I fun life I have right. Well now I am here, thanks mom for the major trust issues I have now. So since then I have been here, I grew up here. Fun right it is every kid's dream to grow up in a mental hospital. My mom and dad did come see me on my birthdays, but they stopped when I trended 13. Too much effort to see me, and this places gives them the creeps, but it is totally okay for me to be here. That seems a little back words to me, but that would I know I'm. "So what's up?" The ladies want us to go and support Emmy at a breast cancer charity luncheon today from 11:30 to 2:30" Brian informed him. "I don't know if we can both get out of this at the same time." Probably not as this is your condo, not their office" Bruce agreed. "Tell you what, you go and I'll just send a check with your Grandmother if she's going or with you if she's not." Ok, thanks Grandpa. So how much is customary to give at these things?" Brian asked."It depends on who's there.