On his left arm was a green armband with 'MP' stenciled in black. "We put all your stuff in the washers. It should be ready in an hour or two. If ther... is anything you want to keep, you can have it, but you can keep this stuff instead if you want." He sat the stack of clothes on the bench, and adjusted his rifle sling. "After you get dressed, I'm supposed to take you to see the doctor."Matt pulled on the clean underwear and picked up a t-shirt that looked like it would fit him. It wasn't new,. All that changed one night in October. It was still quite warm during the day and pretty nice in the evenings. Cindy, Carl and I were going to the movies on a Friday night, just like we had been doing forever. The only difference now was I was driving instead of one of the parents taking us. Carl called just before I was getting ready to leave. His grandfather in Georgia had suffered a mild stroke and they were leaving to go see him this weekend. So it was going to be just me and Cindy and that. Only in the recent couple of years I have discovered about sissy maids and bondage and bdsm and how it pertains to cross dressing. I had a girlfriend once that dressed me up for Halloween and she was really the first person that had ever seen me en femme. My most recent ex girlfriend had shown an interest in bondage and being tied up. One night we were making love and she wanted to be tied up, so I was more than happy to oblige. While I was doing the knots I was growing extremely hard and her. I looked across to the other yard, where I saw the mower standing there watching me and smiling. A little embarrassed, and a little turned on, I quickly went into the house. A few minutes later I heard the mower start again and I went back out to the deck. The mower was back at work, and I laid back down on the lounge chair. After a bit, I fell asleep there, thinking about the Hispanic guy. I awoke to someones hand on my thigh, rubbing up and down, slowly moving up farther and farther each.