Having been a crossdresser on and off my entire life, I have done the old collect and purge routine too many times. After putting Jennifer away sever...l years and relationships ago, the old urges returned recently. Having lost a considerable amount of weight and working out my feminine side emerged once and again, and boy am I having some fun. More about that in a later post. For now I want to share one of the hottest nights I have ever had while dressed.Two weeks ago while my permanent. Something was wrong here. So very wrong. “Al?” That was Billie. I looked up at him, into those beautiful green eyes. “Do you know what we are?” “What do you mean?” “Us. Ian, Coby and I. Do you know what we are?” The look in my eyes must have answered the question. “We’re not...human. None of us” I just stared blankly. I guess I did know that. Deep down. The lectures Billie did were always done after dark, 9pm in summer, 7pm in winter. I never saw Ian at any other class expect Billie’s, didn’t. All day Abby had been thinking about the night before, and how she had felt after her shower. She looked around, noting how so much time and effort was spent on finding and wearing the ‘right’ clothes, with the ‘right’ brands. It all seemed so silly to her. While it was true she was usually above all that, being more interested in her own pursuits than in trying to curry favor with the ‘in’ crowd, it was still a pervasive pressure. She had read a little bit the night before about the naturist. Now this did frighten me, he walked up to the bed and slowly cut my nighty off! I am now nude and tied to my bed. I heard a knock at the door and Joseph left the bedroom to go to the door. I asked myself who in the hell is it, I hope it is not a friend or something. A few minutes later I heard Joseph heading back to the bedroom, but heard other voices. He walked I and asked “are you ready to be a BBC whore?” I looked over to see 2 of his black friends in the bedroom too! I asked “What are you.