I reached for the hipshapers, still thinking rapidly. What if, just maybe,God did not mind crossdressers as long as they werefaithful. I had indeed as...ed for forgiveness, what ifhe just granted it, like he did for all other sins?What if I would go to Heaven anyway?"Not gunna' happen, buddy." The pessimistic voicerebutted. "You are a repetitive sinner, you will goto Hell."The hip shapers on, I pulled on the corset. It was mybest find, or so I thought, as it was a front pull,and it worked well.. “HOLY SHIT THAT’S COLD!” as she tried to dance and weave to avoid the hose.I turned if off. “Had enough?”With her back turned to me, “YEAH YEAH UNCLE UNCLE!!!” Laughing and dripping she turned around. Her once white shirt was translucent. Even though she was wearing a bikini top (damn it) I could tell she looked damn sexy.She looked at me then down at her shirt. “Guess there isn’t much point in wearing this is there?” I tried to look around and find something to do like pull a weed or tie my. She gave me a big hug, I thought she pressed against my cock, but maybe I just wished she did.A few days later I went out in garden, I saw that Emma swam in their pool, I waved to her as I asked if it was good in the water? She did not answer but swam to the ladder. When Emma got up I saw that she was completely naked. Her tanned teen body with curvy hips. Emma turned around with both hands above her head she pressed the water from her long blonde hair. I saw her perfect breasts the cold water. Hell, it would be better than homosexualsex I figured. I just could not figure if I was being gayor not. Mentally, I was a man, but physically, I wasfemale. The paradox was insurmountable, but I convincedmyself that it was for a greater knowledge.In an effort to get past the knowledge that I was about tohave sex with a man, I imagined that I was the man, and Iwas about to have sex with the babe that I found myself tobe. As Reed touched me, I imagined what he was feeling, butslowly, I began to.