I jumped Mike whenever I felt the urge and he always happily replied. Until that night, at least.He had just come home from work and prepared our dinn...r, because i'm a dreadful cook. Wearing nothing but a see through nightgown I sneaked up on him and grabbed him from behind."what'cha doin'?" "Repairing my car." He replied, smiling at me."You're freaking hilarious. I mean what's for dinner?" What's it look like?" He lifted the lit off the pan."Like someone already ate it and it didn't agree with. "No," I said. "You're not my slave, Taffy." Then I turned to Amy. "But you are."Amy looked taken aback. "I am?" Then her features shifted. "I am." She looked like she meant it. She nodded, decisively.Taffy stared at Amy, then at me, then back at Amy. "Really?" She sounded skeptical.Amy nodded. "Yes," she said. "I believe I am." The glassy look left her eyes.Taffy snorted. "Uh-huh. Yeah." She looked me up and down. "You could barely hang on to Erin."I coughed. "Um, I left Erin." I shook my head. She must have thought that I was asleep." Is Cindy a Lesbian?" Now how the Hell should I know, why don't you go and ask her. I can't recognize a Lesbian from any other girl." Well, what's that make you, Karen, whenever you do stuff with Melanie?" I don't know, but do I have to decide what my sexual preference is today, Josh?" No, I guess not, but Cindy's so young. Remember when we though Christine was a Lesbian. I guess she just needed to get laid."Karen was slowly chewing a piece of toast and. Those thoughts spun more or less conscious around my head until I fell asleep. I had strange dreams about running towards my parents, being lifted up into the air and being kissed on the top of my little face.This was the moment when I started crossdressing. It started first with putting on Aunt Annies pantyhose and lead to putting on her dresses too, at least the short ones. After a few weeks I also started to play girls' games like playing family with my teddybears and clothing them.This was.