"Something like that, dad. Oh, I just knew you'd see things our way, and I'm so glad!" She pushed him down onto the bed and kissed him...hard, slipping her tongue into his lips and running it around inside his mouth. He tasted delicious, and she murmured against his teeth, "They're probably all shaken up in there right now, wondering what your reaction will be. If you get undressed, I'll go in and calm them down some, tell them how it is.. After a few days of 'happiness' I lost my nerve and junked that bra, also far away from my location.I couldn't understand the ups and downs. The ups of wearing bras and the downs of I am a man why am I wearing female clothes (albeit just a bra). Also I didn't understand why I kept going back and buying more. I slowly realised that wearing these clothes was addictive and that I was hooked. It didn't matter how many times I vowed to quit and threw the bras away after a few months I was desperate. It was Emma who heard the vans first. Huge pre-war speakers bolted on top, megaphones of doom and destruction. Of course, Lauren would not have known if they were announcing the start of an uprising or the latest lottery winners. But the message was expected and simple.'Leave now, go south. Move quickly, taking only what you can carry. The Nationalists are all murderers and won't spare you. If you're male and aged between twenty and forty then stay and defend.'Lauren looked at Emma glumly. It. We closed the curtains on the windows but anyone walking by could clearly see in through the windshield. Once the curtains were closed he didn't waste any time stripping my clothes off. I was naked in a stranger's van and all he was doing was eyeballing me. I finally took his hand and guided it to my crotch telling him how wet I was. He started fingering me and rubbing my clit. He had me so close when he stopped and slowly removed his clothes. He asked me to get on my knees so he could fuck me.