The only time I wasn’t was in my work overalls, for a few hours each working day. I’d wear my mac in my wank-room, and nothing else. I’d pretend...I was in a dirty bookshop – all my 10,000 mags were stacked on shelves and such so it looked just like a bookshop – pulling a mag down and mac-wanking. When I had views over the street I’d stand peeping through my curtains wearing only my mac, so I could enjoy mac-wanking watching girls walk by. In one place I was doing that most days and some of the. Richard knew she wanted it, why else would she be taking him home. He comforted her by saying “Don’t worry, we’re just going back for a massage and if anything happens, it’ll happen, but you’re setting the pace.” Her gay roommate laughed as he said “Yeah, he’ll massage your clit!” Once they arrived to her home the place was a mess. Your typical Fredericton home, with the scent of dampness in the old walls, littered communal hallways and old wallpaper barely covering the walls. They walked in. Her lips assaulted mine and kissed me without hesitation, my hands quickly grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed them as I had always wanted to do. Not waisting any time rub my right hand fast over her pussy and ass getting her wetter and wetter. My dream was coming true and now I was not shy or embarrassed! I was horny and I was going to fuck the shit out of this bitch. If this was our only time of fucking I was going to make it one to remember!I pulling up her skirt to reveal her panties and. Some, I was sure had to do with whatever magic it was that made me looklike a girl when I was wearing the costume, but, as I said, I had worngirl clothes before, and never seemed to mind dressing up. What theheck did it mean? I had no clue, but I was starting to be curious tofind out, and wondered how I could do it. I wouldn't be able to wear the costume away from the park without beingrecognized as the princess, plus I wanted to know how much of my ease asa girl was due to its magic. After.