We set up for the next day. We met and he beganhelping me with the exercises. At the end of the session he volunteered todrive me home and we got into...his station wagon.As we drove, he started talking about masturbating - did I, how often,where, what did I think of when I masturbated, and so on. Each time I gavean answer he volunteered his own information. When I said I masturbated twoor three times a day, he told me that he masturbated 5-6 times a week. WhenI told him I masturbated in bed, he. Although the other part of me sawnothing wrong with the girl I had become.So at the age of 17 I stated to plan how I would secretly buy some boy'sclothes or just take off some of my makeup, be less feminine. The idea oftaking off my makeup or dressing as a boy excited me. In the same way asit had been both exhilarating, exciting and humiliating for me to go outdressed as a girl for the first time, so it also felt exciting to go outone day without my nail extensions and only wearing nail. Who the fuck does that to their sister? I splashed some water in my face and went back into the living room and sat down on the couch; deep in thought. A couple minutes later I heard the familiar sound of my dad’s car pulling into the driveway.My dad walked through the front door and jumped when he turned on the lights. The first thing he asked was if I was feeling alright. I told him that I was okay, and he followed up by saying that I looked like shit. He wasn’t too far off because I. "What do you think Shelby?" You look smok'n hot Mistress," I answered back, "I love your new shoes." I knew you'd like those Shelby, their Manolo Balnik's but what do youthink of the rest of my outfit? I thought it was only fair that scentsyou'll be rooting for the Lions somebody in the house should cheer for theRavens. This official NFL crap is expensive though, between the jersey andwhat the shoes cost me it was almost eight hundred dollars. I know I don'thave to have your approval or.