“My name is...Valerie.” I look pleadingly at X and he nods approvingly. He wants me to continue. “Valerie Foote. I’m a... a crossdresser. I tr...vel with Mr. X and he... we... we do things together” I stammer, totally flustered.I can feel my face burning with embarrassment.“Ha, yes that is correct. You wouldn’t know by looking at her now but when she’s all dolled-up Valerie here is quite a piece of ass. And she has a little fetish that makes her girl cock all hard. Tell Mr. Tillerman what you’re. In front of the whole class, the humilation factor was another reason to behave and perform better, so on the day the punishment was to take place she wore her gym outfit with a pleated short navy skirt, part of the required school uniform , she was made to bend over a pummel horse facing her class, the teacher took her time in delivering the stokes and informing her class mates that this is whatthey would face if they misbehaved !!she related that the teacher raised her skirt but left her navy. Is it in your head,... it's forever branded in mine. I've crossed that fence a few times before, but this was a clear invitation. I bent my armto support my head, then offered a devilish smile. I allowed myself to be caught in a stare, as I gazed at his tented shorts. I looked away, licking my lips knowing he saw that too. I'm actuallyin bed with my only Son, a giant leap for sure. My rules are clear, being violated too, but hisMother was the one to blame. I know that tonight I'm dressed. " Where are you going?" asked Danny with a frown as she headed towards the door."Out," replied Sylvia. "You get some sleep, you've got a long days driving ahead of you tomorrow."Danny nodded and lay back on the bed as Sylvia left. He'd kind of been looking forward to cuddling up with the curvy beauty in bed. He was still a little hopeful that her resolve might crumble and he'd get into her panties during the night, but he guessed that was not to be.Day two of the ventureThey'd spent the.