My arms were around Nancy's neck, and Nancy held me tightlyas she kissed me, not letting go of me with her lips or with her handswhich held me tightly...around my waist. I opened my eyes from the kiss tosee Betty wrapping my wrists in velcro. The velcro did not seem verystrong, but I could not get loose. Meanwhile Nancy would not let meloose either. Then Betty took a Polaroid picture of Nancy and meembracing. My mind flashed as I imagined what sort of trouble I could getinto in the company. Next I took the pink PVC fullknickers and slipped them up my legs. I shivered as the cool materialcaressed my rock hard cock. Once they were in place I snapped the poppersof the one piece closed between my legs. I loved the way the pink frillsfrom the knickers poked out from the one piece making it seem as if theywere one. Taking the matching pink school skirt I slipped it into place.As I was doing this I noticed a flash of white to the side of me. When Ilooked closely nothing was moving so. Hannah was wearing a red"the Flash" t-shirt and denim jeans. She was a bit of a geek but that'swhat George liked about her. Her hair was short and ruffled. "What's up?"George asked. "Oh nothing," Hannah replied. "Dad's got a date tonight andhe asked me to babysit my brother." Hannah's dad was single with hermother leaving them soon after Hannah's little brother James, was born.Her dad had recently tried getting back on the dating scene but it washard juggling between family and the late shift. Dean loved cross dressers, and using his theatrical background had spent years assisting them with dressing, makeup and all other nuances of passing. He had shown me some of his work on the web and it was impressive.I sang in my best falsetto voice with the recording as I drove carefully through the night. ‘Do you look like a slut? Un huh…shut up!’ My boi clitty became harder as I seat-danced to the song, wishing that I had boobs to undulate as I drove and danced under the clear night sky. I.