So, I timed itjust right and I bolted out the door and into my car and I drove off. WhenI returned home I noticed my wife had packed a bag and had lef..., whichmade me feel relieved because I don't know how she would have reacted tome in this condition. I felt better when she left me a note that said shewas going to be at her parents for a few days. It got to be aroundmidnight when I felt the tingling go through my body so I knew I must beexperiencing the reverse trip back to normal. Even though. Hardlyany of my stories are based on my life: it is all wish fulfilment.However, I am a transvestite and I am no stranger to fetish and cross-dressing scenes.Comments and suggestions are welcome.PROLOGUEMy name is George, AKA Georgina. I am, and always have been, a sex madpervert. I have always drawn the line at underage sex, but in my 40years I have tried just about everything kinky. I get a particularthrill from cross-dressing, and have always tried to dress as much aspossible. This was a. Before unloading our things I checked to make sure he wanted us moving our things in. There were a couple of cars in the driveway so I knew he had guests. That didn't make me feel any better about what we were doing, especially after what happened to me last night at Larry's house.Mr. Barr opened the door when I rang the bell. I didn't say anything. I didn't have to. The fact that I was standing there said it all. He looked me over, looked out at the car and said, "Get your things and come. Glancing back towards her house to check we were alone, she leaned over the fence towards me, beckoning to me. Sure she was angry, but she wasn’t angry at me and her face softened. “Quick, get your helmet!” she whispered urgently. I didn’t need telling twice. I rushed to the porch, grabbed my helmet and key and ran out towards my little motorbike. Sanna revved and inched forward, positioning her moped to block me as I approached my bike. “Get on,” she said urgently, nodding her head over her.