It took a while but I finally found one here intown. Doctor Richard Wilson. He was the man. I'd eventually foundseveral different guys who posted a...out their success with undergoingtherapy with him. They all said they no longer had any issues or anyguilt about their dressing up or being a crossdresser. That was what Iwas looking for. I wanted to ask them more about the specifics of their"issues" but I thought it best if I just kept lurking on those chatsites. I mean, I didn't want to. He was a crossdresser and had some amazing photos of his sexy ass in panties and lingerie. He loved the look of my cock and told me he wanted to drink my cum today. He wasn't able to host and neither was I so he suggested a couple of local toilets, but I was apprehensive because I have never done something like this. I was also a bit iffie because he was mid fourties but mainly cos I am a pussy when it comes to meeting up!He then suggested a club in Sydney called Aarows. I had heard about this. Sometimes we go to a bar but more often to his place or mine and the host would provide the booze.We went through high school together and he was the star athlete while I was the star nerd. I don’t know why we became friends but it has lasted. My social skills have never been strong but he could pick up girls easily. I’ll never forget that night that he asked me to go along with him and his current girlfriend.It was a warm summer evening and he was mysterious about what we were going to do.. The gleaming tool held her spellbound."You like that, huh?" Chuck said, grinning widely. "We're going to take some pictures anyway. Why don't you get your clothes off?"Sharon's pussy was twitching and she felt that familiar tingle in her vagina as she backed up slowly and leaned against the dresser. "I don't think I'd better. You go ahead, though." Okay. Have it your own way." He took another bite from his sandwich, laid it down, then turned to the timed camera. "Put your pop down, Sis. I'm.