Well when it got time to tell her about this it felt right so I told her how I had been looking at books and magazines and had started to be intereste... in cross dressing and strap on play. She looked at me and said really and I said well I figure I love nylons and garter belts etc on women well why not on me? and well strap on play is just another part of cross-dressing kind of like giving yourself completely to your women. She smiled and said well I must say that would be kind of interesting. May gadi me baith gaya …O unke bangle pe le gayi kya banglow tha…. Hum andar chale gaye unho ne bola tum thak gaye hoge fresh hoke aram karo ..Or room dikha diya or chali gayi …Me thaka tha bad pe lata kab nind lag gayi samaj me he nahi aya ….. Thodi dar me meri nind khul gayi to kya dekhta hu neha mere baju me lati hui sirf bra or panti me …..Or mere jagne ka intajar kar raha thi …Jase he meri akhe khuli muje boli koy kya hua …Me bola kuch nahi to o dhire dhire apno hato se balo me hat failane. His fingers curved around her smooth soft thigh, following his thumb with its soft slow strokes on it’s forward and upward venture.‘Dare to go higher!’, He dared himself. He felt the sensation along his thumb as it met and ran up and along the crease at the top of her legs. Prince then stopped to check if all was fine, well, at least her eyes were still shut he told himself. His thumb now slid along the crease. His fingers slid slowly up and along it’s gentle valley to touch and feel her. She grinded against him, moving up and down against the long, hard rod that was held pressed against his stomach by the restriction of his jeans. Teeth nipped at her lips, plucking them into aching plumpness, plucking her need into an all consuming hunger that burned away everything but him, his tongue, his hands, his body. Then he broke away. “Please.” “Yes,” she was breathless with anticipation. Tina took him by the hand, and led him to the stairs. They skirted dancing people, and kiss.