The electric epilator that he used to maintain a smoothfeminine body soon took over from his desire for a closer and closershave from his Mach 3 razor...for his morning shave to the point where hedidn't need either everyday.Over time his progressive sissy stages of first light brown eyelinerthen after a while light brown mascara to match had all gone un-noticedor so he had thought. David was so confident that any changes visible tohis colleagues had been so gradual that no one was any the wiser. We went to the prison library to find some learning books. We took the books to have them stamped out; the librarian tried to have a laugh at us for getting education books. I saw Bob put his head down to shame.I said to the librarian, “Do you have the book ‘The English Patient’ by Michael Ondaatje.”He tried to pronounce the author’s name with no success. Bob and I started laughing as we left the library.Six months into my sentence, while Bob was reading a book, he put it down.He said to me.. She was so well built that I was hopelessly aroused by her mere presence.We went in the store and got some snacks. I stole a glance at her body every chance I got. I had to be careful that I didn’t get hard in the grocery store, though.On our way out of the grocery store I purposely slowed down so she would pass me. She passed me, and I watched as her great ass tick-tock its way out to the parking.“Got a good look?” She asked.Fuck! I was busted! I didn’t know what to say. I knew that I was. This was way before I started to dress up.So he started to tell me about this gloryhole place, he told me where it was, address and all, name of the place, even price, so that's how I knew he wasn't making it up. He even told me what he did and all sort of details I can't remember, all I remember was this "urge" to try it myself, at which point it was worst case scenario, a good chance to get a blowjob myself.As I mentioned before I had a girlfriend at that point, a very beautiful woman who.