Through the stretched out fabric on the tights, you could just barely see my pink colored toe-nails. No one close to me knew of my secret love of anyt...ing womanly. Like so many before me, I was in the closet, afraid to show my true self to others. However, just like Jen, I shared a love for women’s clothing. Just like Jen, I played the girl when having a choice playing games. Just like Jen, the desire was there at a young age. Just like Jen, countless buy and purge cycles. I was just like Jen.. I followed it and was aware that someone was following me. I looked over my shoulder and saw that Ashely was behind me. She was just following to make sure that I was ok I am sure so I continued following the strand that was growing bigger and thicker. When I rounded the next corner I saw Marcello standing with his back to me. I moved up behind him and I touched his shoulder. ‘What the… Oh it’s you Sindie I didn’t hear you. Which is unusual considering that…’ his voice trailed off as he was. ”Jessica blushed as Sarah arched an eyebrow. “Really? So, when it’s just you two, no underwear?”Bill grinned. “Usually not. Heck, half the time when we’re driving across country, she doesn’t wear much more than a smile!”“That must make the pit stops interesting.” commented his daughter-in-law.“It can.” he agreed. “You ever heard the old saying, ’If the camper’s rocking, don’t bother knocking!’” The women snorted at this as he chuckled. “Afterwards, she’ll pull something simple on if we’re. ‘This isn’t weed,’ she whispered against it, ‘it’s muscle, and I love it.’ As she moved down to my blond hairs and further, I moaned again. Of course I returned the favour, nuzzling her brown hairs and enjoying the wonderful taste and scent of her. This time it was slower. We explored and kissed and tasted each other’s nectar turning to lie in each other’s arms again, and tasting each other on our lips. ‘Do you realise, we were so in lust that we don’t even know each other’s names yet,’ I.