Damn it, it felt right. The dress felt great, and the underwear was likeangels stroking your body. Even with tissues, I liked the outline ofbreasts on...my chest. And Monica was right. When she mentioned men, I wasso sexually excited I wanted to touch myself. If I had had these thoughtsbefore, I had repressed them. But the weight of a man's cock suddenlyinterested me. The feel. The taste.My God. Was I gay? Bisexual? Sissy? This had happened so quickly, newdesires flooding over me. Who knows how. We arrived back to the cave four days later. Our trek had been uneventful. We hadn’t been attacked by any predators and the weather had continued to be hot and clear. The game had proven plentiful, though in truth, we took only what we needed. None of us wanted to stop and deal with a major kill.When we got back to the palisade, everyone waited while Rugar and I scaled the nearby hill. We then moved over to where the overhang jutted out of the hillside and over the entrance to our cave. I took. I sat in the room on a couch with my pretty ditzy blonde crossdresser date her bright blue green eyes scanning the room as we sat next to each other. Her name is Katrina.We saw an older couple duck in and come out of the darkness, young black men like me, beautiful asian , white, and latina tgirls. Some with extremely short skirts, others with sexy short pants, others will little more than panties.Curiosity got the best of us . We took a look into the dark black room ,We stood rather close to. Thirty minutes later I arrived to quite condo in Camarillo, a town just outside the base. He wasn’t home, so no surprised there. It was still a weekday and he held a 9 to 5. I stuck my key in the door and stumbled in. The lack of sleep was really catching up with me. I staggered my way to the bathroom where I stripped my uniform off and stepped into a hot and very large shower. It had three heads focusing on a single point and also had a tile bench. I scrubbed and shaved 4 days’ worth of gunk.