Ibought everything from panties to dresses. I also bought my ownmakeup, after spending an hour with a makeup expert at the mall.The first thing I did ...fter I got home was to put away my new things.Without thinking, I boxed up all my male clothes. I could drop themoff at Goodwill later.I then turned my attention to my room. While it wasn't overlymasculine, it definitely needed a makeover.Thankfully, we had some lovely floral bedding in the linen closet,and that made a huge difference. I went up. By the age of fourteen, he was dressing fully every time they left himalone at home. He experimented with makeup and started to feel arousedwhen dressing. His parents used to go out drinking several times a week.They usually got home well after midnight. It seemed they were onlyreally happy when they were drunk. The only healthy part of the marriagewas their sex life.At sixteen years old he was playing with himself on his parent's bed,dressed in his mother black basque, lace top stockings,. Some people realized what I was doing and enjoyed it as much as I did. A lot of people knew how to avoid being victimized and it was funny how cautious they would sometimes be, especially the girls.At a party at a friend’s house I lost track of Bud for a while. I didn't realize that he was gone right away. When I realized that he wasn't around I started looking for him. I looked all around the house for him and was starting to worry. I checked all the bedrooms but one that was occupied. I could. As his fingers started to rub, I got a wave of pleasure. God… how I had missed him! He tried to carry on a conversation… about what I know not… as his fingers from one hand twisted my nipple while the fingers from his other hand plunged into my pussy and played with my clit. It was all I could do not to mount his huge cock right there in the taxi. Too soon the taxi ride ended and we were in front of the hotel. As I adjusted my clothes, he licked his fingers and said, ‘Our room better be ready.