"I guess we just never knew howweird."In the next few weeks, not only Mad and I were to discover how weirdBradford had become, but all the residents o... Summersville would alsolearn the same fact. For, time and time again, Bradford, wearing thesame terrified, distracted expression on his face and muttering tohimself, as if in response to voices heard only by himself, appeared inpublic, wearing a skirt and a blouse with pantyhose, high heels, anecklace or other jewelry, a dress or a gown, or. Hense, my porn addiction. Romantic relationships aside, I had a pretty decent life, just not a perfect one. My life was, however, about to take a good turn.In bright flashing letters, an advertisement read, "Talk to women as horny as you! For free!" and at first I gave it no consideration. I had seen advertisements like this countless times, all intended to draw in lonely guys such as myself, give them a free trial, and then slam them with a bill if they want to continue using the site. If that. Mia moglie dovette assentarsi per prendersi cura della madre che aveva problemi di salute ed io rimasi per alcune settimane a casa da solo. Una sera dopo essermi spogliato per andare a dormire , non chiedetemi perché in quanto non saprei rispondevi mi sono trovato ad indossare della biancheria intima di mia moglie. Per la precisione un paio di mutandine e dei collant.Premetto che pur nella mia bisessualità non sono mai stato attratto dal travestirsi o da chi si traveste , anzi l'ho sempre. There he was, look at the Bastard, tail wagging! "What the Hell are you looking at?" I shouted at him.He came to me in a slinking manner and immediately knew it was not his fault. What is the matter with me? My pussy is pulsing! I want more? This is the conservative Rhonda talking? "Fuck?" Do I have to tell you he did a little dance?Putting one foot on the toilet seat, he didn't waist any time as he began to lick me. Oh wow, this was so nice with him backing away. "What! What's going on?.