They felt rather nice, and the soft material almost felt like a caress onmy skin. I tried to ignore the feeling, and finished getting dressed.By the ...ime I got to my first class, I felt pretty close to normal, andafter a couple of days, I was so used to panties the idea of buying men'sunderwear seemed silly.Then, a week after the panties had arrived, more changes happened.My pants became women's pants.Not overly feminine, in fact the only reason I knew they were women's wasbecause they lacked. But no matter how much the pretended there was still that air of tension. It was really just a matter of time before they'd finally have to talk about it.Angie was on her phone as usual and Sara was now just waking up, well sitting there and looking up at the ceiling. She couldn't stop replaying the scene over and over again. She's known Angie for a while and they've done peculiar things together but nothing to this extent."Hey, I hear that they have some good restaurants here, want to go?". Just why does it strike you so deeply?" Ellen asked, even as Flora continued to hold him, loosening his clothing, pulling his shirt out of his pants and allowing him to relax from the stresses he'd been trying to hold inside.Here David just stared at her as if she was mumbling nonsense. "Because she was such a big part of me?" Ah, but which part, exactly?" Ellen asked."She represented much of what I was, what I—" Ah, I think we may have hit something there. She represented what you were. What. In the end she had on hold up stocking with low heels, panties with no bra and a summery dress which was knee length with an elasticised top for quick accesses!It was late summer so we arrived late in the evening just after dark and pulled up in the small car park along with four other cars which were all empty. The car park was up a long rough track and was no more than a clearing in the woods with some stacks of timber.We waited for a bit no really knowing what to do! Then Sally suggested we.