With hesitation I needed to go; and my wrist did feel better. That’s when David asked me to have lunch with him sometime. "Lunch, your married swee...ie," I quipped. "Yeah, so is my wife and for that matter you are too!" he added, "So do I have to beg?" "Please don't beg," I laughed, "We can have lunch, I'd like that very much, anyway then you can see me all cleaned up!" "Sounds good to me," David said. "So can I have your cell number?" I opened my purse getting out my cell phone giving him. I think I can handle it too. I'm a big man especially for this here time being at a 6'1", working in the fields all day helped me be fit with big muscles, never had to much of that edumacation. But dem women don't care much about that, oh sure that's who they end up a marrying. But when the husband leaves the room it's me and my 15" pecker they go after. Dem husbands don't understand why their a baby not look quite right.Well the ship set sail August 16, 1640. The trip was rather bumpy and we. But doing so as young men. Just as he should be.They seemed so happy and energetic, the complete opposite of the nervouswreck Danni was...hiding in a girl's dorm dressed in lingerie fromVictoria's Secret and watching American Idol with girls he wished hecould be dating.Shaking it...he decided to look up permanent make up and tattoo removal.He hated tattoos, and now had several he had to tend to. That seemed tobe the first thing he'd have to do in order to reclaim his life. What hefound was. I heave a sigh of relief and told her that I will come. I went to her apartment at about 8oclock and we had a nice dinner together. We talked about various things such as my job and her deceased husband. While we were talking she suddenly asked me how long I have been a crossdresser. I was drinking a glass of juice she gave me and I almost spit it out. She said it’s ok to tell her because her husband was a cross-dresser too. Then I mustered my courage and told her that I started cross dressing.