I had some fun but mostly did a lot of fantasizing... after some years of just fantasizing and crossdressing in private. I finally started to my build...my wardrobe and develop ideas about how i was going to make fantasies into reality. I decided I was going to start dating men for meeting up with them for intimate encounters. When I turned about 25 I really started getting into it .dressing, buying shoes, boots, corsets, sexy lingerie, vinyl minidresses. purchasing my first nice wigs.. She normally wears her hair as skillfully and beautifully arranged knot resting on the nape. Parvathi, as her name indicates was like a big mountain (parvatham), a hastini type woman, I couldn’t control touching her perturbing, big soft ass cheeks, which were like inverted pots. My perpetually erect and hard cock was pressing against her soft round arse cheeks. Parvathi, no doubt, could sense the hardness of my cock against her ass cheeks, but instead of moving away from me though there was. There were sounds of drawers and closets opening and closing. When she returned, Sly was almost asleep."Hey, man, do I know you?"Sly started awake at hearing the deliberately deep voice. He blinked a couple times, then managed to focus on the figure in front of him. He started to laugh:"Ha ha heeeeh!! What the fuck ya doin', Jacks?"Jackie was dressed in a pair of Sylvester's jeans, t-shirt and boots, her long dirty-blonde hair tucked under a baseball cap. She had used the dimmer on the. The phone was on its fourth ring. Voicemail would kick in in a moment. “Thank you, Mr Potter,” I said a ‘you’re dismissed’ tone, acknowledging his Harry Potter costume at the same time. “Bye, Miss Granger,” he waved, and then he really was gone. He’d left me in a playful mood. I answered what had to be the final ring with speaker phone. “You’re on speaker phone,” I sang happily. “Say hello to the Year 12 Maths Methods class.” “Be nice to her, Year 12,” it was Kevin, which of course I knew from.