Sorry for bad english, I try to write correctly but don't know if I did.From tonight, I was a crossdresser. I'm been crossdresser from 12 to oneday be...ore my 27th birthday. Irony.I begin to have an answer to the question: "What feel girl?"Yes, a simple question. What feel girl when wear panty, tights, dress,skirt? What feel a woman in heels, purse, with her hair falling down theshoulder? What feel a teenage when begin to make up herself? When wearlipstick, eyeshadow, mascara, foundation? When. The cancer she’d fought off as a teen was back. They planned to remove the entire uterus and this time there was no escaping an incision across her entire belly. I was by her side every minute I wasn’t on stage and an understudy took my role the day of her surgery. She woke from the surgery crying and I held her in my arms all night.The prognosis wasn’t good. The surgeon had found traces of cancer spread to other abdominal organs, including her kidneys. Chemotherapy was started at once. All I. We watched t.v. for a while, then he asked if I wanted to take off my pants. My heart started beating faster, I hopped up and pulled them off. Sitting back on his lap Mr. Robertson softly pinched my nipple with one hand and the other he rested on my stomach just above the elastic band of my underwear. With his pinching my nipple started to get hard, he switched to the other nipple and pinched. Between his hand on my stomach, and pinching, my dick started to grow. He must have felt it, for he. We split, and went in and put my clothes into a locker. I walked out naked and waited. Amy emerged almost naked, wearing a thick pink collar and transparent pink boy pants. She was barefoot and her hair was tied up in a bun. I was surprised to see her large nipples were pierced with barbells. Amy asked me how I was doing, and I replied that I was fine. I looked forward to seeing what Trish had in mind. Trish came out and we both instinctively knelt. I realised that some dommes did the leather.