My brother had gone to bed and I was brushing Beth’s hair which I always enjoyed – she’d showered and I loved tugging at I to get the knots out....On this night I was on the edge of the couch dressed only in my sleep shorts with Beth on the floor in front of me with her head between my legs, her back to me and dressed in a pair of baby doll pyjamas.As I pulled the comb through her hair it would catch on a knot and pull her head into my crotch and, of course, at my age any attention there would. Dianna squirmed beneath the assault from her handsome partner. He penetrated her slit again and again without slowing and without faltering. The Rider possessed grace, flexibility, and endurance greater than any elf and he used it to good effect as he made love to his fairy queen. Dianna’s eyes shown with desire and projected the strength of her passion just as adequately as her empathic ability.“Harry…oh…oh…Harry…I’m so close,” Dianna moaned while squeezing her breasts, roughly rubbing her. It was at this tender age Istarted thinking that I wanted to be a girl. You see, I am a man in mythirties who likes to dress as a girl whenever I can and it all stemsfrom those early childhood stirrings.I think the first ideas that popped into my head were at school duringgym class. I was so jealous of the girl's navy knickers, it seemscrazy, but I hated having to wear shorts while the girls all ran aboutin their pants!! I used to gaze at this one girl Heather, wishing thatI could be wearing. But I wanted to do it. Thinking about it gave me a boner that was even more uncomfortable than the ones Francesca gave me. And if I did let April kiss me, maybe there was a chance she’d do something about that boner! Thinking that made it even more painful.“I want to,” I said. “I really do, but...”“Jesse, it’s between me and my husband. He’ll never know I was with you, if that’s what you’re worried about.”I was worried about Donny, although I was almost as tall as he was, and I thought I was.