It seems that it was difficult to catch a bus from where we were now. I was never sooooooo happy in my life. I told her I would drop her near my house... It would be easy for her to catch a bus from there. If she had asked I would have been happy to drop her at her houseEven though it was 30 kilometres from my place. I just wanted to spent as much time with her as possible.I was driving as slow as I could… Hey.. The slower I went, I got to spent more time with her.. Halfway through a heavy. Beth helped me back into my bra and adjusted my boobs to create the cleavage from before, only now instead of a hairy chest in a bra I looked like a woman with small boobs. I looked down, my tiny cock was still not to be found, I didn’t care. “You need to get into your panties and nightgown and then I’d like to try a bit of make-up on you.For some reason I felt powerless to object. In all my early years of cross dressing I had never gone this far with my appearance and it just seemed natural.. These were just little things I would do to slowly up the ante, and make it seem normal and natural.There was one event that stands out in my mind as a big risk I took, and it was the one moment where I think things could have gone either way. Towards my end result, or complete backfire. Luckily it went my way. We had both been swimming, and she had gone inside to get us both something to drink. I stayed in the pool while she went in. I thought to myself that something more had to happen,. So what she saw in the hotel was just a charged up extension of what was going on around the house, but in closer quarters. And Katie made it all too clear that she was a very eager audience.Of course I packed my laptop and took it with me. I also took several CD-ROMs full of archived porn that I'd downloaded. The discs were a small part of my ever-expanding home library. Melissa thought my "porno addiction" (as she called it) both funny and a turn on. At home, she would sit at the computer.