She acted like she was afraid to see or be seen by her daughter. Maybe that’s it, get the daughter involved first. I know Bela knew what I was doing...and suspected Isabel knew. Bela had an idea. Teachers and students both wore the same uniforms to school. She was going to suggest Janeen get involved at school (therefore needing a uniform) and that the three girls went on a shopping trip after school tomorrow.Selfridges had an outlet store in Rickmansworth for school uniforms and supplies. I saw. He took the two tails of the shirt and tied them in a knot under his breasts. It wasn't a bra, but it would do till he got back to camp.He walked back to the tents where he and the professor would be living for the next two weeks. He stripped off his bloody shirt and searched through his bags, looking for a bra and clean shirt. Finding a new shirt was easy, but in none of his bags was there even a single bra. Now that was stupid. Alright, he could see skipping a bra in the morning; he enjoyed. Everything else I could hide on the drive over under my street clothes. But I could have finished the act, gone full fem for him, after a few brief minutes in Frank’s bathroom.“You ever go out like this?” I remember him once asking, as he stroked my thigh. I giggled. I was wearing women’s underwear. I was naked aside from that.“No. No way.”“There are clubs, you know. Bars. They have crossdresser nights or whatever.”Had I been wearing my platinum-blonde wig at this moment I would have tucked. "I shared my story with you to let you know that your secret is safe alright? So, is there anything I can do to help you, so you aren't as distracted?" Ann asked as I was finally able to stop my tears.Anything she could do? My God! That was as loaded a question that she asked as any that I'd ever heard. God yes, I thought, she and I could strip naked slowly and make love for hours. I almost opened my mouth to say it, then chickened out. I still had no idea if she felt for me as I did for her..