" And a man should be able to dress how he wants." That is different."LIzzy knew the entire time her friend was talking at her, not with her,but wante... to give her friend a chance to actually listen. That was whatgot to the irate woman the most. Those friends who asked her why she wasdating a man who crossdressed, did not want to understand why Liz and Bradwas a couple. They only wanted to passive-aggressively show theirdisapproval."LIsa, it is simple. I am with Brad for he was always there for. ..I got a little bold...and asked her what she would like done to her right now if I was there...she responded by standing up...removing her top...sitting back down and saying she wanted my hands all over these. Placing her hands on her tits...rubbing them.,..pinching her now hard nipples. I was licking my lips...and she could see the bulge in my pants. As she noticed this I watched as her hand slipped inside her yoga pants...a rubbing motion ensued...and that was all I needed to continue...I. My dick was getting warm.She opened her pouty lips and asked me, “How do you want me to improve my performance, Sir? I am ready to do anything to improve my performance. I need that bonus money and a good hike.” She said those words in a very seductive way and that could be possible only by her.I wasn’t sure what she meant by ‘anything’. Did she mean sex? I wanted to confirm it before I do anything silly. So I told her some tips about spending more time in the office to learn and also taking. The dryer beeped. About time. I pulled open the door, and after shortsearch I found the dress-sock. It was long enough for my purposes. I heldit up for his inspection.He got it right away this time, and I saw the fear re-enter his eyes.I sighed, then leaned forward to murmur in his ear. "Look," I said, "we'velived near each other for more than a year now, and I've had you over tomy house loads of times. Have I ever screwed you over? I mean,reallyscrewed you over?"He didn't say anything at.