She said sure, bye. I packed a bag with some clothes and got into my old shitbox of a car and drove to the pickup line at Kana’s school. She looked ...xactly the way I remembered her, not a day older or younger. But...more experienced. She was with a crowd of girls but I didn’t even look their way. They were asking who is this guy, where’s your husband. She proudly introduced me as her favorite cousin and then opened the passenger door and slid in. The smell of her hair as she slid in and hugged. The early adolescence, the mother's or sister's clothes, the masturbation! It's fifty years since my first urge to dress in feminine garments, and ever since then, it has been an integral part of my colourful life.I remember the day fairly vividly. I was settling down in our bathroom, to do what EVERY adolescent does at that age. Wank! My inspiration back in those days were my mum's pals, her sister, and a couple of the neighbour's daughters. Dad was at work, and mum had taken my little sister. Dear James,By the time you receive this I'll be gone, but I hope you won't be sad as I've lived far longer than you may think I have. I've grown tired of life and had intended to destroy this, but I think you deserve the chance to try it out for yourself before deciding whether or not to destroy it. In order to use it, just wear the ring and think about someone while rubbing it as quickly as you can. Please live your life to the fullest, my favourite grandchild.Love from GranNot understanding. Me and phil had previously concocted this scenario.I asked her if she wanted a massage she said it sounded good but she didnt know,with alittle coaxing from me and phil she agreed.we headed for phils room and had another drink before things got started phil walked behind marta and gently began to massage her neck and shoulders she jumped but then relaxed and said that feels really good,I had never seen another man touch my wife and something inside me felt scared and jealous at watching another.