" Did you show her the essay you wrote about it?" Uhhm, no, I didn't. I guess I didn't think she would be interested." Sounds like you were wrong. Did...you show her some of your pictures?"My head snapped up. "Huh? Pictures?"She was smiling a knowing smile as she looked at me."Did you think you could fool me so easily?" she smirked.Damn! She knew. She might not have known everything but she knew I had taken pictures and it would be a simple deduction to assume I had taken them of some of the. I felt amazing, like I was floating, and I could hear everything that was going on but I couldn't move or speak. You know you frightened the bejayzus out of Gloria." The maid?"She nodded. "She was going spare until I managed to tell her I was OK. Then, when it wore off a bit and I could get up, I felt really horny again. I thought of all the guys that had rung up while I was out of it; I'd heard Gloria putting them off. I wished she could ring them back so I could fuck them all. Then a guy rang. But a thought started toform in my brain.My aunt was happy to let me stay at Jamie's, and she even talked to herparents. A couple of days later Jamie came into her room. She was veryhappy about something. "John's coming!" she said. "He's coming overtoday. My parents are going to France for the weekend, and we have theplace to ourselves." I was disappointed, as I knew the cross-dressingdays were over. At least for the weekend. "Oh, okay," I said, "I guessI'll get back to my aunt." Jamie made a. A love of life she unashamedly welcomed me into. And why me? What did I have that had ignited her love?I didn't go to work on Thursday morning. Nor did I let Marisa leave. "I'm late, I have to go to work," she insisted after we'd just finished making love at eight-thirty in the morning. I pulled her back down into my arms.Mike called at eleven, wondering where I was. "I'm in love," I answered. Marisa was sitting astride me, riding me, as I talked to my partner."You're with a girl?" Mike was.