Now my life has changed dramatically andI'm afraid will change even more in the near future as we prepare for therest of our life.zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzI... was just another Saturday and it was time to have some fun as my wife,Bev, was out shopping with her best friend for the day. I knew it tookher almost an hour to even get to the stores, so there would be plenty oftime for me to get dressed and be Francine for the day. My name is Ted,I'm 27 and I'm a crossdresser.As usual, I unpacked my things,. He didn’t even kiss her good night on the porch. Her parents were livid when she got in. She couldn’t go out for another two weeks.Barb was now working in an office. She was a file clerk; the typing classes she had taken in high school went unused. She contributed some of her new wages to the household accounts. “With your sister working a standard week and contributing money,” her mom told Sandy, “it doesn’t seem fair to ask her for housework beyond her own room.”So, Sandy learned how to do. Now spring time, graduation was nearing for the high school senior. A muscled up jock, Brad stood a legit 6-3. He had starred in both lacrosse and football, and was still mulling over which college he was going to play for in the fall. Both seasons now over, weekends consisted of sleeping in, ordering takeout, and spying on his next door neighbor, Ms. Blossom. Brad’s parents were up at the family lake house for the weekend. This was common for them when the warmer weather came. Brad always. No street walkers. Call girls. Pretty and clean.On the first night of a two-week stay, I gambled until five in the morning. When I called it a night, I was seventy thousand ahead, which made for sweet dreams someone rudely interrupted by knocking at my door. As I stumbled to answer, the clock read ten thirty. It was Walt Simpson, the assistant security chief, who I had gotten to know over the years. A hard-nosed SOB with some old Mafia ties, he did a fine job for the casino, handling all the.