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A Dream comes True [ch 5] by Julian Irwin. Chapter 5. My heart was pounding with undisputed enthusiasm, as Mummy led me towards the lingerie section of Marks and Spence firstly. Showing me how everything is set out, how to look for my size. The types of panties, camisole, petticoats, bras, teddies, suspender belts and so on. All in the finest of silks, satins, sheer chiffon, lovely lace. Taking petticoats or panties of the hooks to hold them up to me, didn't embarrass me one little bit. I quickly discovered why I had to wear this little protector over Lily. All this beautiful delicate lingerie would of been to much for a sissy like me to bare otherwise. As we moved along to the nightwear, I had to stop, looking open mouthed. Wanting to touch each and every nighty in gorgeous silk, satin or fine chiffon. Pyjamas in the same irresistible fabrics, full length satin negligees, wraps and more. I had to ask Mummy to please hold some of the nighties and negligees up against me, fortunately there was a mirror nearby. Just seeing them draped before me was a delight in itself. The many different colours, styles, full length nighties to short baby-doll length. Many delicate things embellished with lace, beautiful bow. Each piece, so elegantly feminine. Even the pyjamas were so beautiful, so soft and again so awfully feminine. I could only say, "Why can't they make men's pyjamas, in such beautiful fabrics and styles? These are divine." I didn't get the answer I was quite hoping for, when I got told. "Well you know what controls a man's brain, don't you. So just think how much sleep he would get of a night. You know why I had to put your mittens on last night, don't you darling?" I could only look and give her a big smile, giggling in amusement and agreement. As we headed towards the stocking section, we had to pass by the scarves. Hanging so delicately inviting, through there little hoops. Large silks and satin squares, long oblong, again in many different shades and patterns. I held as many as possible in my hands, just to cherish there soft beauty, as I have with Mummy's. As I was thinking of this morning and last Tuesday being milked with such beautiful satin scarf's. Mummy must of read my thoughts. "No Meredith my dear, we're not going to use one of them. We don't have the time," got whispered softly into my ear, with a big grin to go with it. I couldn't stop giggling as I tried to say, "I never even had such thoughts in my mind. Well maybe I did." All this excitement of such elegant beauty was sending tingles through my body. I took hold of Mummy's hand, looking to her saying. "I can see why women love shopping. You're so lucky being able to buy all this magnificent lingerie," I said with much envy in my voice. "If you are a good, I'm sure it won't be long before my Jessica will have her own," Giving me a knowing smile patting my hand at the same time. We didn't have time to look through the dress or blouse department, as time was against us. Hopefully that will be another pleasurable day to look forward too. I didn't care if people heard as I talked to Mummy. I just felt so wonderfully girly even by the way Mummy held things up to me and spoke to me. I know she didn't care either. After M & S, we went into Selfridges Oh, the strong delightful aroma of so many different fragrances as we passed. Being offered little strips of card with the different perfumes on. Yes I wasn't to shy to take a few, to savour the heavenly smell as we went on. Followed by the Cosmetic section, again we didn't have time to stop. How wonderful it must be to sit there in front of the world, having your face made up, to look and feel so beautiful, for all to see. Then it was into a couple more lingerie shops, and may I say much more exclusive. Looking at some of the most elegant intimate apparel imaginable. Silk and satin Petticoats, Camisoles, Bras, panties, nightgowns, matching negligees adorned with lavish ruffles, pretty bows. The most exquisitely beautiful silk French knickers edged in the finest of rich lace. Lovely satin garters of so many different colours, each baring a pretty bold bow in a different colour. Again I didn't care about the ladies looking at me; I was feeling so at ease talking to Mummy about all this fine beauty. Before it was time to head off to Mummy's friends place, where we were expected for lunch. We stopped off at a shoe shop, where Mummy knew the lady that owned it. After talking to her, I had to sit and take both shoes off. Which suddenly sent my face a bright red, as there I sat showing a pair of fine tan stockings. The young male assistant [well he was a little older than me] stood close by. I couldn't help look towards him, hoping he wasn't looking at my feet, but the smile he gave me, said otherwise. I kept my eyes looking to the floor, not that I didn't like the look of this young man, I really, really did. Each foot then went on this measuring thing. I was mortified when the Lady asked, "Robert, will you get me a couple of pairs MJ's one flat, one with two inch size 6," Seeing the embarrassment showing on my face. Mummy told me not to get embarrassed about it. That this shop caters for most of the 'girls' footwear. Well that didn't do much to put a smile on my face. As Robert brought over the shoes, putting them on the floor before me, I got introduced to Robert as Meredith. Another little blush, as I put my hand out, at least he had a nice warm handshake. "Don't be shy; I've seen many in here buying this sort of shoe," He said, trying to reassure me. Even displaying a warm smile which I returned gracefully, with a "Thank you." After trying them on with Roberts help. I'm sure he is a foot lover also, by the way his fingers caressed each foot so sweetly. The flats were slip ons, but not so flat either the heels were an inch high at least and so feminine with big silver buckles. I was mortified when the Lady said, "You can take the buckles off to attach lovely bows or rosettes in there place." I just gave her a sheepish smile, with a quick look Robert's way. Guess it is nothing to him seeing a sissy boy embarrassed like this. I even had to walk around a little to see how they felt. The two inch heels took a little longer to get used too, but they too felt comfortable after being told to take smaller steps. After all that, we didn't buy any, Mummy just wanted to find my size. Telling the lady to put the name 'Jessica' and shoe size on file, more embarrassment as I looked to see Robert in ear shot looking at me. With that we said our pleasantries, then left. I couldn't help wondering what Robert said or was thinking about me, as we walked to the car. As we drove, I was informed that when I meet her friend, plus other adult friends. I'm to call them Aunty or Uncle as the case may be. "You'll see Ashley will call me Aunty, it's a sign of respect that you girls must show to those who care for you. Do you understand what I mean?" "Yes I do, but you said Uncles also?" I questioned. "Oh yes my dear, some of the sissies have got Mummies and Daddies, but that is all in the future for you. Today it is just Aunty Helen and sweet Ashley you'll be meeting." As I got given a lovely smile and a little pat on the leg. "Well what about Denise, aren't you her real Aunty?" I said not quite knowing now. "Oh yes, I am Denise's real Aunty. Her father is my older brother," Mummy said looking at me, then taking my hand up to plant a little kiss upon it. We arrived at Mummy's friends place just after 1pm. Before getting out of the car, I had my hair fussed with, then fluffed out the neck scarf and the hanky in my pocket. Just to see that I looked nice and tidy, I was told. "Has Meredith got a kiss for Mummy?" I was asked. Yes I did, leaning towards her to indulge in a lovely kiss. Then with little butterflies in my stomach, we headed towards the front door. No sooner had the knocker been knocked than the door opened. To be confronted by a very charming woman, equal in height to Mummy, in her mid thirties I would say. Beautifully made up face, her shinny slightly curled mousy blonde hair, almost shoulder length. Her well shaped figure would of made any young twenties woman rather envious. Wearing a royal blue fitting, just below the knee length taffeta skirt. A lovely off white lace blouse buttoned up to a point to give full view of her cleavage. Which in turn showed of her pretty soft blue satin petticoat, trimmed across the bodice with fine beige lace. I gather her bra would be in much the same style. Straight away with a beaming smile she embraced Mummy, saying how nice it is to see you again Margaret, with a little kiss to each cheek. Then I got introduced, "Helen this is my little Meredith, Meredith this is your Aunty Helen." Aunty quickly took me into her arms, giving me a lovely big hug and kiss before holding me back, looking me over saying. "Oh you are such a pretty we thing," I could feel my face going red with embarrassment hearing that. Second time within half an hour, I didn't know where to look. I'm beginning to know what floors look like now. At the same time, I couldn't help but treasure the lovely aroma of Aunt's perfume. "Take my hand sweetheart and we'll go meet Ashley. Would you like that?" as she took my hand in hers. "Yes I would like to very much, Aunty," Well I couldn't say anything else, could I? But I was really looking forward to meeting him. After what Mummy had told me about Ashley. As we entered to lounge room, this very effeminate sissy boy stood. With thumbs and forefingers holding the front of and just above the hem of his short pants. He proceeded to give Mummy a little curtsey, bowing his head slightly at the same time. Back standing he told her how lovely it is to see her again. With that Mummy took him in her arms for a big hug and kisses, telling him how gorgeous he is looking. "Did your Mummy dress you darling?" Mummy asked. "Yes she did Aunty," Ashley replied shyly. I must say he did look beautiful, wearing a lovely champagne coloured loose fitting satin blouse. You could make out the slightly difference in colour of the camisole and bra he was wearing underneath. The full puffed sleeves were buttoned tightly at the wrist by a good two inch cuffs and little covered buttons. Which in turn enhanced the puffed sleeves beautifully. The collar was in a square Peter Pan style, under which he wore a long copper coloured silk scarf tied in the sassiest of big floppy bow. His short pants were an Ivory colour with a sailor-boy type flap opening. In turn they were held up by a three inch satin sash, matched his neck scarf. Which went through four loops to be tied in a lovely big bow at the left side. Showing boldly from under the leg openings, was a good inch of white lace attached to his white satin romper style panties. I loved the way a little of the satin rompers were visible as well. Such a pretty sissy tease. A white satin bow sat just as enticing to the side of each leg opening, over the lace, the ends hanging a couple of inches below the lace. Ashley's face was also made up softly and perfectly. I noticed his well manicured nails were painted in a mottled silvery nail polish. A sweet copper silk bow adorned the crown of his softly wavy collar length hair, much the same colour as Aunty's. Under his black Mary Jane shoes he wore a pair of white socks with lovely wide lace tops, which in turn sat nicely over fine tan stockings. I gather they would of been held up by a lovely suspender belt, like I was wearing. Just looking at Ashley, had little Lily twitching under my gaff for freedom and attention. Oh how I wanted to wrap my arms around this pretty Girly/Boy in a big loving embrace. I stood captivated by the beauty before me, wishing that I could be dressed just as adorably. My eyes didn't move to anything else around me. My whole attention was on Ashley and how pretty he/she looked. That I just heard Mummy say, "Now Ashley sweetheart, I want you to meet my Meredith. Meredith this is Ashley. You know Ashley; he's going to be a beautiful girl just like you are. Won't that be lovely?" Quickly I returned to mother earth, blushing as I put my hand out towards Ashley's. In turn he took hold of mine in a very girlish manner, giving each other a sweet smile at the same time. But I'm sure Ashley was a little unsure of me, as the smile seemed to indicate, being a nervous sort of smile. Like you think I'm just a sissy don't you, sort of look, not saying a word to me. Even after hearing Mummy tell him I'm a girl like himself. "Oh I'm sure you two girls can do better than that," Aunty said. Without any more encouragement to either of us, our lips met gently for one little kiss. As our lips parted, I said softy, "You look lovely," which in turn made him blush so sheepishly. Aunty announced that she had lunch right ready, so of to the dinning room we headed. I noticed Ashley went straight to the sideboard taking out a white linen pinafore to put on. It was ruffled right around the bib part, with the word SISSY boldly embroidered across the breast in a salmon colour. While Aunty was tying Ashley's pinafore on, Mummy then asked if she had a bib that Meredith could wear. "Do you think he'd like to wear a pinafore like Ashley?" Even before Mummy answered, I watched as Ashley headed back to the sideboard. As he returned holding another pinafore, saying, "I'll put it on her if you like." "Thank you darling, I'm sure Meredith will love that," Mummy said. I hope it was a sign that he wanted to get close to me, or was it me willing him close to me. Which ever, it made me happy, having Ashley touching me. After hearing him refer too me as 'Her' I decided I should really be thinking of him the same way, after all Aunty referred to both of us as Girls. After Ashley removed my jacket, placing it over a chair. She stood closely in front of me, placing the collar over my head. While straightening out the pinafore, her eyes were looking right into mine. I could smell that sweet warm breath mixed slightly with the fragrance of her makeup and perfume. Oh, how I wanted to kiss those cherry red lips again, but with a loving awareness to it. Stepping daintily behind me, I felt her hands, as the ties were pulled back, to be tied off in a lovely big bow, as I saw hers had been. I noticed mine also had SISSY embroidered across the breast in a Lilac. I hoped that seeing me except the pinafore without question, would have indicated to Ashley. I'm a real sissy-boy just like you are. Aunty asked, "Would you like a cup of Tea or a glass of chocolate milk like Ashley, Meredith?" "Yes I'd like a glass of milk please. Thank you Aunty." At the same time I looked towards Ashley, giving a little smile. Thinking to myself, I want to be a girl like you Ashley. As we all sat to eat, Aunty and Mummy facing each other, the same with Ashley and myself. Only Ashley and I had to sit and eat quietly, while Mummy and Aunty talked to each other. We all had some Quiche and I noticed how Ashley ate very daintily, with little mouthfuls at a time. I couldn't take my eyes away from her; Ashley is everything Mummy had told me last night. I know she was still a little unsure of me, as every so often there would be little looks my way. Noticing my eyes were on her, so would give a little nervous smile. I was so pleased when we'd finished our lunch and Aunty suggested. Ashley take me up to her room, to show me all her pretty clothes, while our mothers had a we talk. As we were about to leave the dinning room, Ashley turned towards our mothers giving a little curtsey. I heard Mummy say, "Isn't she so sweet." On entering his room, again I just stopped looking in awe. Another very femininely decorated bedroom, white furniture. But unlike Denise's all the trimming are pink. The double bed with a lovely white silky canopy over it. The shimmering side drapes hanging loosely; to be tied back to the headboard about three quarters the way down by deep pink velvet bows the ends hanging at least six inches below. Also like Denise's, the bed was covered with dolls, teddies and other little animals sitting happily upon it. There were lots of frills and girly trimmings throughout this delightfully decorated, perfumed sissy's bedroom. I turned to face Ashley to say how beautifully feminine the room was. But just stood looking into those hazel eyes, Ashley was doing just the same, not a word being said. Somehow my arms made up there own mind, as my hands went to take hold of Ashley's. I just put my arms around him, I'm sure the reaction was faster than lightning. As the next thing there we stood arms around each other in the closest of embraces. I could feel his heart beating hard and fast, as I'm sure she could mine. Softly in my ear I got asked, "Can I kiss you Meredith?" "Oh my God, Ashley!! Yes please!! Yes please kiss me, kiss me, Please! I've wanted to kiss you so bad," In no time our lips met, one soft loving kiss, followed by a couple more gentle kisses. Still closely embraced we seemed to be kissing all over the others face, before we stopped for air. Being with our Mummies downstairs, smelling their lovely perfume. It wasn't till now, that I smelt the soft fragrance of Ashley's perfume. So much a sissy, so feminine in every way, I didn't want to let her out of my arms. I was beginning to get so painfully aroused with this beauty, in my embrace. Yes I know I'm a sissy who wants to be dressed as a girl, in my mine I'm standing hugging another sissy. But I was only wearing my beautiful girl's underwear. Somehow even feeling my girly breast had developed under the training bra. So deep had my sissy thoughts gone, as I held beautiful Ashley, I'm sure I could feel his arousal pushing into me, or was it just in my mind, could I also feel Ashley pressing little titties against my breast. Our eyes still concentrated on each other, suddenly our mouths met lovingly again. This time Ashley's tongue went deep into my mouth, I sucked and played on it like there was no tomorrow. The taste of his slaver mixed with lipstick, was like something spiritual being offered to me by Ashley. I wanted more and more of her offerings. After awhile, I offered my tongue to his mouth, which was received just as gratefully and lovingly. Once we broke our kissing again, I held her out a little from me to tell her. "Ashley you are so beautiful, I just haven't been able to take my eyes off of you since we arrived. You are everything I want to be," I just had to rest my head on her shoulder. As my eyes were watering up with strong girly desires. I felt Ashley's hand lightly stroking my back in such a loving, caring manner. It was now that I realized Ashley does have little titties, as I rested against her. Being bold I put my hand up to touch them, only to be told she is just wearing silicon breast pads. Guess I was a little disappointed, but hey, I don't even have them. After about a minute or so, I stood back facing her, looking at a pleasing smiling Ashley. "Do you mean that Meredith? I thought you were looking at me thinking, what a Sissy I am," Ashley said, in a still not sure voice. "Oh my God!! No Ashley. If you only knew, how I was wishing I could be dressed in such beautiful clothes as you are right now. I am no different than you," I wrapped my arms lovingly around her again, pulling her close. Caressing over her back, enjoying the wonderful feel of the satin blouse. In turn the wonderful feel I got, as my own satin bra and camisole were caressing under my shirt. Most of all, the sweet sissy-boy within it, the thrill to also feel the strap of the bra, as my hand gently fondled this sweet feminine body. Feeling her heart beat against my chest, the warm smell of the girlish breath in my face. The stirring from under her pants against my restrained organ. Lifting my head to look at her I said. "I am a Sissy, who so much wants to be dressed and treated like little girl." I didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed, as I confessed my deepest wishes to this younger girly/boy. Who I've just met. We parted as Ashley went to say something profound to me. But could only start giggling as she said. "Your face is so red, I think you have all my lipstick on it," then she asked, "Do you mean what you said, about being dressed as a sissy like I am and wanting to be a little girl?" "Yes Ashley I do, you have no idea just how much. I want to be wearing girls' clothes; I want so much to be dressed as a Sissy boy like you are." "That is supper, you'll really enjoy being dressed in pretty clothes, I know I do, I'm so happy now. From when Mummy first started dressing me, I didn't want to wear girly things, only nighties like Mummy wore. But now I don't want it any other way. I don't ever want to be just a boy again," she told me. As we embraced again, our whole fronts grinding against the others, I could feel Ashley's clit standing proud. Then I got asked the question, "Are you wearing a gaff Meredith?" "Yes Mummy put it on me, said it would stop any embarrassing moments while shopping." "It does help doesn't it, I often have to wear mine or a panty girdle, when we go out also," Ashley confessed. "Would you like me to take it out for you?" I asked, with hope of having Ashley touching me. "No we better not, unless Mummy says it's alright. Lets take all that lipstick off your face," as the subject got sidestepped. I sat at the vanity to be cleaned up, then asked if I'd like to put some lipstick on. "Yes please, I love wearing makeup. Only could you do it for me, as I haven't done my own makeup yet," Wonderful, Ashley was ever so keen to oblige. After we both had our lips painted in a glossy cherry red, a little blush brushed along my cheek bones. Ashley proceeded to show me her wardrobe with some of the most stunning dresses, skirts, blouses, nighties and peignoirs hung. My hands were busy touching everything, just to feel the beauty, the feminine softness. Again thankfully I had my protector on, or I swear sissy juice would be flowing uncontrollable. She said a lot of her normal dresses and skirts are at school. "At school?" I asked. "Yes I go to a special girls' boarding school. It's for girls like us, so we can be who we are and not get bullied like we would at a normal school. The dress Aunty borrowed to let you wear yesterday was part of my school uniform. Did you like it?" "Yes I did, I really felt like a proper school girl wearing it. I wish I had one of my own," I told her, taking hold of her sweet hand. "That dress is our every day uniform, for special occasions it's a long sleeve white cotton blouse with a red silk scarf under the collar and matching hair ribbon. The pleated woollen skirt is below the knee length navy blue. It looks really lovely; I'll ask Mummy to show you some photos. Would you like that Meredith?" "Yes I really would, I'd love to be wearing a full school girls uniform," I said excitingly. The drawers came next, again giving me a peak into this sissy boy's, girly world I'm so much wanting to be part of. My hands trembled, as I went to touch all this beautiful delicate lingerie in silk, satin, chiffon. Mostly all trimmed lavishly in lovely lace and or adorned with pretty bows, in many different shades of colour. Everything folded neatly in little piles, like half-slips, camisoles, bras and panties all enriched with lace and bows. "I love all the pretty bows on your panties. I think bows look so feminine, don't you Ashley?" "Yes they do, I've even got a few garters with big bows on them," Ashley said, knowing how I'm loving seeing and touching all her precious lingerie. I got shown a few of pairs of lovely panties with little pouches in the front. "I love Mummy putting me into these," Ashley admitted. I could see why they were so inviting; I could really see myself wearing them. Even knowing how Lily would be standing straight out in front the whole time. By looking at them, I guess that is the idea. In another drawer, neatly set out were white knee and ankle length socks. Lace garter tops that can be threaded with different colour ribbons. A few pretty little veils in lace and silk. They fit over the hair, something like a little sleeve. To be held in place by a small comb attached just under the front. There were a few soft drawstring purses, some equally pretty chiffon, silk hankies edged with frilly lace. Pairs of nylon stockings wrapped neatly in tissue paper. As my eyes scanned that drawer, I was drawn to a few pairs of lovely gloves. I couldn't help but take a pair out, just to admire lovely girls' gloves. This pair was lavender lace with little ruffles around the tops. "See if they'll fit you," Ashley suggested, as we seemed to be about the same size. Tentatively I eased my hand slowly in, then Bingo!! There it sat comfortably over my little hand, even room for growth. Ashley couldn't help but put the other on me. Looking at my now gloved hands, I said to Ashley, "Girls are so lucky having all these dainty things to wear aren't they." With that Ashley put a pair of beige satin gloves on, said they went with the school uniform dress I wore yesterday. We finished up just like a couple of giggling girls, talking and acting so girlishly, it was such fun. I know now this is who and how I want to be. Folded neatly in another drawer was one white satin, heavily boned and strong laced corset. Which I just left lying there without saying a word, knowing what its purpose is. But what I did remark on, was in the same drawer. A couple of pairs of control mittens, like Mummy had me wear last night. Ashley assured me that most sissies like us, have to wear them at night. To help us learn to control ourselves and be good girls in bed. "You'll find when Denise comes home she'll have to wear them to bed. Unless she is sleeping with Aunty," she said quite undeterred I just looked but didn't say anything. Guess it isn't any of my business anyway. Those drawers and wardrobe were every girls dream, including want to be girls like myself. Mine you the whole bedroom, I'm sure would be the wish or envy of any feminine girl and indeed any Sissy like me. We sat on the bed still wearing our gloves holding hands, with a doll sitting happily on each others lap. I just had to ask one thing of Ashley even though we'd just met today. "Ashley I was hoping we could be like Girlfriends, I would really love that?" while squeezing her hand tighter. "Jessica of course we can be girlfriends, I took it for granted that we would be. Mummy, Aunty and Denise are all close friends you know," I felt so pleased and happy hearing her say that. "Yes I gather they are, but if I'm not going to Mummy's place one weekend I might be able to visit you, with Denise coming home they might not want to see me that much. But I do want to be your friend Ashley." "I want to be your friend also, now this about Denise coming home. I'm sure Aunty and Denise will want you to keep going there. So don't even think things like that. Mummy has told me how Aunty loves you," Oh how to make a girl blush. After a sweet kiss to seal our friendship we were all ready to talk about ourselves. Ashley had just started to tell me, how she also goes by Annabel at school or dressed in her girls clothes. Because she likes both names and Ashley is also a girls name, so she is stuck using both till she makes her mind up. I couldn't help either, as I like both. Somehow I think Annabel might win out, as it does sound more girly. But like myself, wearing boyish clothes or as a real sissy boy it's always Ashley. It was then our short but enlightening time together got interrupted, as Aunty called out for us girls to come downstairs. I'm sure Ashley has learnt complete obedience, as straight away she called out "Yes we are coming Mummy," But before we did head downstairs, our lipstick got a little touch up, with a promise of cleaning mine off before we go home. Returning to the lounge wearing our gloves and holding hands. Walking on cloud nine with big smiles on our faces. Me also with the knowledge now, that I'm not the only sissy girly-boy in the World. In turn we got smiles from our mothers and the remarks about, how little Cream Puffs just love to wear lipstick. Ashley and I just gave little giggles, looking and smiling at each other. "I hope you were good girls up there?" Aunty said. "Yes we were good, I promise we were Mummy," Ashley said with a little fear in her voice. I see now why Ashley wouldn't let me get under my gaff earlier. So to take the moment away from Ashley. I started talking about all Ashley's lovely dresses, blouses and so on. How luck she is having a Mummy that can make all these wonderful things for her. "Well my darling, Aunty wants to take your measurements now. Then if everything works out the way we all hope. Aunty is going to make you some pretty dresses and lingerie like Ashley, Would you like that Meredith?" Mummy asked. "Oh! Yes, so very much Mummy," I said skipping sweetly towards Aunty, wrapping my arms around her. "I'd love to be dressed like Ashley is Aunty," looking at her then towards Ashley, who was smiling so pleasingly to me. "That's a good girl, come here now, let me take those trousers and shirt off you. Then I'll be able to measure you properly. Can't have dresses not fitting nicely, can we sweetheart." In no time there I stood stripped to my pretty underwear. Looking towards Mummy, Aunty said, "Don't Sissies all look so adorable just in their beautiful satin lingerie," at the same time her hands were touching inquisitively over my camisole. Asking if I like wearing my training bra. Saying how little girls can't wait to be put into their first little training bra. You'll be pretty Jessica before you know it darling. All this talking to me, but not giving me a chance to reply. Taking the tape measure in hand, with pen and folder beside her. Aunty proceeded to measure every part of my body. While Aunty was busy doing her measuring, I kept my eyes on Ashley. Hoping she liked what she could see. I was hoping all the time Aunty would lower my panties, so Ashley could get a good look, but it didn't happen. Finished writing everything down, then flipping through the pages, Aunty announced that Ashley and I are almost the same size. Which was wonderful in one way, but not in another. Like it means we'll be able to share clothes, but Ashley not quite 16 and me almost 19, shows how small I am. Anyway those thoughts went from my mind, as Ashley asked. "Oh Please Aunty, you must bring Meredith again. So we can have lots of dress ups together." "Yes my pet, I'm sure you'll see Meredith or even Jessica again. You know Denise will be home in a couple of weeks also," Mummy assured Ashley. Looking towards Ashley, I now see she's sitting happily on Mummy's knee, just as I like doing. "Yes then there will be the three of us dressing up. That'll be Supper! You're really going to love Denise, isn't she Aunty?" Ashley said with great enthusiasm. Time had arrived for me to be dressed again, there was no contest as to who would dress me. Yes Aunty had my shirt in hand putting my arms in there appropriate sleeves, before Mummy had any chance to get up. Ashley said she would go and get the cream to remover for my lipstick, luckily for me Mummy said I can leave it on if I want to, as we wouldn't be stopping of at any more shops. Don't you think Meredith has had enough girly pleasure for one day? Looking towards Ashley and myself. "Well I better just touch her lips up a little Aunty," Ashley told Mummy. "Would you like that Meredith?" I got asked, knowing what I would say. "Yes I think they are in need of a freshening up," not really knowing how they looked anyway. I could only give all present a big smile as I stood, letting Ashley beautify my sissy lips again. Ashley then asked his Mummy if it would be alright to let Meredith wear her gloves home. "They look so nice on her, don't they Aunty?" She said looking between both mothers. Making us both happy, I was allowed to wear her lovely lace gloves home. "Would it be alright if Meredith came to visit some time if she's not going to Aunty's place, because we are girlfriends now?" Ashley asked Aunty. Wonderful Aunty thought that would be a great for both of us. So did Ashley and I. Saying our goodbyes was also hard, but I knew I'd be seeing Ashley many more times in the future. God I can't wait to be with her and to be dressed as a pretty sissy like Ashley. "I'm really looking forward to visiting you again Ashley. You are so beautiful in everyway; I'm so pleased I've met you," I said while wrapping my arms around her as we kissed. I couldn't help but say that to her, even though it made her blush profusely. After big hugs and kisses all round, reaffirming to Ashley how beautiful she looked. We were on our way back to Mummy's house. "I gather you like Ashley, sweetheart?" Mummy asked, smiling towards me at the same time. "Oh yes she is so sweet, isn't she, just as you said, she's gorgeous. How long has she been dressing Mummy?" I asked. "That is a long story. But lets say since she was twelve, it all started. I'm sure Ashley will tell you all about it once you two are together again," Mummy just took my hand in hers, giving it a little squeeze. Then said, "You would like to be dressed as a Sissy the same as Ashley, wouldn't you darling?" "Yes I really would. You don't think I'm strange or anything, do you? But I really feel so very feminine. I so much wanting to be dressed and treaded as a Sissy just like Ashley," I said looking to Mummy for some sort of positive vibes to my statement. Which I quickly got in return "Darling, you are going to be just as much a Sissy and little Girl as Ashley is. We hope." From that point on, I couldn't stop talking about my lovely day. How happy I am after meeting Ashley, seeing all her beautiful clothes. How Ashley wasn't to sure of me for a start, because of the way I kept looking at her. I told Mummy then, about telling Ashley how I wished I could be dresses like she was all the time. How my girly feelings seem to be getting so much stronger every day. Knowing I don't just have to be satisfied in my dreams and scrapbooks. I noticed Mummy didn't say anything else, just listened to me. Watching the way I sat, the way I now talked using my hands, looking at and touching my pretty lace gloved hands. Just as I had observed Ashley's sissy mannerisms. Only after being with Ashley, I realize my voice isn't quite as feminine as I wished it was. Guess that is one boy thing I'll have to put up with. Once at home, after a lovely cup of Tea, a chat in which Mummy told me not to get to ahead of myself. That I shouldn't be wanting everything to of happened, like yesterday. Just to let these thing happen and you'll really love every minute of your sissy girly life. Ashley or Denise for that matter didn't change in only a week. I guess I knew what she meant by that. But I couldn't help getting all excited, wanting to in girls' clothes and treated like a girl, one like Ashley is. It was then back to Mummy's bedroom to again be chanced out of my pretty underwear. To have Lily set free again to feel the cool air drifting around it, how wonderful. I now had my first lesson in the removal of fine stockings. There is more of an art to it than it looks. Lipstick removed, shower cap on for a quick shower. Once again I was back in boys' clothes feeling a little empty, and very sad. Leaving a bra, panties, camisole, even stocking behind now. I must say I'm also enjoying having Mummy dressing and undress me now, even putting me back into my male clothes. As it was getting late Mummy decided to drive me home with my bag containing an unused pair of male pyjamas. Which I promised I wouldn't take again, if I'm allowed to stay overnight. After a big hug and kiss goodbye and being told to try to be a good girl with Lily. I said "I'll try my best, but I have so many beautiful thoughts rushing through my head. And I am still male; remember what you said about our brains?" I said giggling with a big grin. "Yes I know how it must be sweetheart," she said squeezing my hand. After another hug and kiss, I got out the car at the far end of the Street from our flat, just encase Andrew or Shane saw me. As they could be on their way out to the city for a meal then clubbing, as it's just after 7pm. I was just about to put the key in the door, when it opened making me jump back. It was Andrew on his way out. "Are you coming to the club tonight?" he asked looking straight into me. Knowing I didn't go last weekend. "Yes I'd like too come," after I'd thought for a minute. Maybe it'll help relax my mind some, after the excitement of today. "Good, I'll wait for you, Shane has gone already, he's meeting Stuart. We'll have a meal first, unless you've already eaten?" "No I haven't, so that sounds great, I'll just get changed," I told him, as I headed to my room. Andrew followed me in, closing the door behind him. "I'm pleased I caught you. Now before we go anywhere. I want you to sit and tell me what the fuck! You've been up too this last week, at least. We're not leaving this room until then, is that understood? So you better start talking, as I'm hungry," he said very sternly, also it's not like him to use the 'F' word. Both he and Shane have told me off for using it. So he must be really mad. My heart sunk, my stomach turned rapidly. My mouth went dry, like all the moister had been zapped from me, that very second. Andrew was pointing to the bed, Sit!! I did so, I was scared as hell. Then in my own room I asked, if I could take my jacket off, I even said 'Please' to him. "I guess so, if that'll help you talk." Sitting back on the bed, my stomach still in a turmoil, my hands shaking nervously. Andrew sitting on the chair next to my table facing me. Waiting. Again I found myself asking his permission, like a child would. "Please can I have a glass of water Andrew?" he went and got it for me. I took a couple of sips, then put the glass down before I spilt any, my hands were still shaking like a leaf. But this could be the chance I've been waiting for, to tell all, at last. I looked straight at him, "Andrew, will you please promise me you won't say a word to anyone, about what I'm going to tell you. Believe me it is nothing bad, you know I don't do drugs or drink and no! I haven't been selling myself. You know I wouldn't do that, don't you?" looking straight at him. "Yes we know all that, but that is why we've been so concerned about you. As it's not like you to do what you've done, even going to your room early. Instead of us making you go to bed." "I have been dying to tell you since Tuesday, but somehow I just couldn't bring myself to do it," I stopped and just looked at him, waiting some kind of response. "Yes OK. You have my word, but if it is anything bad, lookout," still with that serious faced. Taking a deep breath, then another mouthful of the water, I proceeded to tell. "There is one more thing I want to ask. You might think I'm weird or something by what I say, but Please!! Andrew, don't laugh at me, Please, I just couldn't take that," I said rather nervously. "I promise I won't if I think you are genuine." "Well you know how you all call me Sissy? Well........ The thing is, I really am a sissy, more than you may think. You see for a long time now I've fantasized and dreamt of nothing else.......... But to be wearing pretty female lingerie and more. Yes dressed up as a pretty girl, wearing makeup and smelling just as beautiful," I finished as my voice stared to waver. My fingers getting tangled up in those of the other hand. Not quite knowing what Andrews's response will be. I just looked nervously to the floor. "You're not going to tell me you're a drag queen are you?" Andrew butted in. "No!! Nothing like that, please hear me out Andrew. Please!" I begged of him. "I think before you go on, I'll ring Antonio's and get some Lasagna delivered. Seems you have a lot to say. Will that be alright?" he asked, as if I had any real say in the matter anyway. "Yes I'd like that, thank you Andrew," Hopefully some food will steady my turning stomach a little. At least this way I won't get interrupted, by going out for a meal. "Should be about 10minutes," I got told as he sat down again. "Now go on tell Andrew all." I started from the beginning, telling about some real dreams I'd had at night, being dressed as a pretty girl. Having other guys undressing me to see my pretty underwear. Then started spilling everything as it all happened, from then to now. Well almost everything, only to be interrupted by the arrival of food. "We'll eat in the dinning room, don't want to smell your room out," he called from the doorway. All this time eating, Andrew didn't say a word. But I could tell he was thinking and his eyes turned from his food to me at times. Which made me feel rather uncomfortable, but dare not say anything in case he called me more than a sissy. I knew I couldn't take that. With the food finished Andrew just said. "Right back to your room, I want the rest now." There were the few little bit I didn't tell, like letting Mummy bath me, then milk me and twice at that. Plus wearing mittens to bed, so I couldn't play. I must say, I felt more at ease telling Mummy everything about myself, than I was right now telling Andrew, who I've known for almost two years. I even told him how I felt more at ease telling Mummy different things, than I ever would my real mother. "I just wish I had a real mother that would of even tried to listen and understand me. I believe in God, I'm sure he wouldn't have kicked me out, like they did. Would he Andrew?" I could feel myself chocking, as I tried to fight back the tears developing. Andrew quickly sat next to me, putting his arm around me. Telling me to forget all about them, as he and Shane know how happy I've been since leaving home. I really felt loved; by the way he sat by me like that. As I finished confessing all, I seemed to be looking into space. Andrew just remained sitting looking at me. I began shaking terribly, I felt like a nervous wreck. Guess like a prisoner would waiting to be given his life sentence. I could take no more; I was just about to ask Andrew too. Please tell me to go now if I'm not wanted here any longer. When he ran his fingers through my hair before saying. "Well, you know Meredith. That has taken a lot of guts for you to tell me all that. Not knowing what I would think about our sissy-boy," as he got up, stood in front of me. Putting his hands out to take hold mine, pulling me up. Wrapping his arms around me giving me a lovely big hug and kiss. "I don't think you're weird in any way, I wouldn't laugh at you either. You are one lovely person either as male or dressed as a female. I don't care and you are still our Sissy, and only I know how much, ah?" as he kept me firmly in his embrace. With all that built up trepidation, I could hold back no longer. The flood gates opened, as I burst into uncontrollable crying. My head now hidden embarrassingly into Andrew's armpit. Then to feel his hand lightly stroking over my head, reassuring me everything will be fine. Once the tears started to abate, Andrew took my face in his hands. Then so lovingly, took his hanky to wipe away all that had run down my cheeks. Looking and smiling to me before giving each eye a sweet little kiss. Handing me his hanky, saying give your nose a good blow out. The thought of him just doing that, was also, so sweet. "I'm so sorry for that Andrew. But I've been so tensed up, in fear of what you'd think of me while telling you this. I thought you might even kick me out." "We wouldn't kick you out; you're still a gay boy aren't you. I hope you feel a lot better now. Let's say, it's your second 'Outing' of yourself. From now on if there's anything you want to talk about, tell me!! Because we were both very worried about you, you've never gone out like this before, without saying. So we could only think the worse. Is that understood! Just have to think up something to tell Shane now. Unless you want to come 'Out' to him also?" "No Andrew please, I couldn't, not yet anyway." I knew it would be all around town very quickly. Now more relaxed about everything, we had a cup of Tea. Then I even let Andrew read a few of the emails I had sent to Mummy. Yes only a few, as some of the things I'd said to Mummy, I wasn't prepared to share with Andrew. But he did see why I wanted my photo taken, and no I didn't show him the ones Mummy had sent the other day either. By the time we had finished our talk, well I had to do most of it. It was far to late to head into the city. Again I apologized for keeping him from clubbing, Saturday night and all. Andrew reckoned tonight's happening was much better than being at the club. Guess he was trying to make me feel better. So we both cleaned our teeth, said our goodnights, which was perfect with clean breath this time and went to bed. Back into boring cotton pyjamas, so different from the beautiful silk and chiffon nighty I wore last night. Why don't they make these things sexy to wear, even to bed? You can't fondle yourself the same as in something silky with chiffon brushing against your arms. I lay there my mind in a turmoil, thinking of what has happened over the last couple of days. Feeling at ease now Andrew knows. Just hope he really accepts my cross dressing and didn't just say he did to make me feel better. About twenty minutes or so later there was a knock on my door. "Are you still awake Meredith?" It was Andrew. "Can I come in, I've been thinking." "So what's new, you seem to do a lot of that," I called out. "No smart ass, you'll like this." "OK, enter my Prince of Peace." There he stood in his, just as boring blue patterned cotton pyjamas, a broad smile across his face. "Do you want to know what I've been thinking?" he asked cheerfully. "No I just wanted to see what you were wearing," I said Grinning at him. "Oh I'll go back to bed then." "No! Really, I am all ears for you this time. See," as I took hold of my ears. "OK then. You went to see a woman didn't you?" he said with excitement in his voice. "No, she is a Lady," I chipped in. "OK you went to see a Lady then. Now what say we tell Shane, it was an aunty who contacted you the other week? She is feeling so sorry about the way your family have treated you. And wants you to know she doesn't agree with them. On Tuesday you went to meet her, after all this time. Then you stayed at her place last night. You haven't said anything, because you didn't want to get your hopes up. Then have them come crashing down on you," another beaming smile came across Andrew's face. "Andrew you are one very smart darling. Have I ever told you that before? That sounds super!" As I bound out of bed wrapping my arms firmly around him, with big kisses in the mix. "No you haven't told me I'm smart before. So tell me again, it sounded impressive," after another kiss, he said. "Well it is a little untrue, but they are both female. You were going into the unknown, just the relationship is different. You call her Mummy instead of Aunty," Andrew said in justifying an untruth. With everything now settled for Shane. Andrew wanted to talk a little more about the girl within me. So we did, I told him just how really feminine I felt once I'd been dressed up, wearing makeup and perfume. That I had a feeling of being free, of being me. I said something like Billy Elliot did. Remember when asked in the musical how he felt doing Ballet. In the song electricity how he couldn't explain it, didn't have the words, it's a feeling he can't control. Well it is really just like that, I know it's all I want to be. I told him how boring it was to put male pyjamas on again tonight after what I wore last night. He suggested I should buy a pretty night to wear at home. Only I wasn't to keen on that, just encase someone else sees it. Then more questions to be answered. I decided this could be a good time to find something out, now that we're talking freely. "Andrew, if I ask you something, that I should possible know. You still won't laugh at me will you?" I tried to finish it off by saying. "You know what a sheltered life I've lived, don't you?" Only to hear him say, "The boys at your school didn't think so. Or was it that you just had a big mouth that wouldn't close when you saw their cock size," as he pushed me down saying, "Open wide for your tasty lollipop." "Andrew!! You're a real bitch!! Well you know that already, don't you?" I said trying to get up again. "OK. What is it you should know, but seems you don't know," he asked. "Well Mummy called my penis a little clitty. What is a clitty?" "Meredith. You really don't know what a girl's clit is?" I could feel my face going beet red, as I told him I didn't know. That I've never been that interested in girls to know anything about them. With that I got a little Anatomy lecture. At least I now know what is what in a girl's body. Thanks to dear Andrew, who decided a little biology wouldn't go amiss either. Andrew's eyes fell on mine; his hand started caressing along my leg. In no time little Lily stood throbbing. "Yes I'm feeling just as horny," Andrew said. "Can I lie with you awhile Jessica," he asked. Oh my God!! He's called me Jessica, how really sweet is that, I thought. "That sounded so lovely hearing you call me Jessica. I'd really love you to .......," I didn't get a chance to finish, till he was in cuddling me. "You don't mind me calling you Jessica do you? Just you and me together, my little girl?" "Well if I'm your little girl, can I call you Daddy? I'd also like that," I told him. After a few little kisses, he said, "You know Daddies usually spank their little girls for going out, without saying where they are going. Or for keeping big secrets from them, don't they?" as I felt his hand caress my backside. Just hearing him saying that, I'm sure it made Lily twitch and dribble some. I could only cuddle closer to let him declaring mine and Lily's keenness. "Yes I know I've been a naught girl lately Daddy," My voice was all sexually raspy, trying to get the words out. "The only thing Jessica is, it's getting a little late to punish you right now. As we don't know what time Shane will be home. We don't want him to hear you being spanked do we? So what if we leave that till the next night he is going out. Plus, I'd love you to buy a pretty pair of panties to wear for me. Would you do that for a good spanking?" "Oh yes Andrew I would love to. I saw some really beautiful panties this morning. I also know my size now," giggling as I said it. With that settled we cuddled in and did all what Andrew wanted. Well yes me too. I loved the way he kept referring to me as Jessica, while penetrating my pussy. It made me believe he has accepted my real feminine desires. Even being taken this time, I felt more a girl than any other time I've had my legs open. My bed isn't big enough for the both of us to spend the whole night in together. So he returned to his room after putting Princess back beside me. Unfortunately Shane didn't come home, so I miss my spanking for nothing. Well on the other hand, I still have it to look forward to. Wearing a pair of pretty panties as well. On Sunday I wrote to Mummy early. Telling her the great news about spilling all to Andrew last night. That he even called me Jessica and how wonderful that made me feel. I also asked if she would ask Aunty Helen if I could have Ashley's email address, because I'd love to write to her. That night it had arrived from Ashley herself, who was so pleased to know I wanted it. Lunch time on Monday couldn't come quick enough for me. I want to go shopping for my very own, first pair of beautiful panties. Something like I saw on Saturday when out with Mummy, hopefully Andrew will like to see them on me also. I felt a little self-conscious or more to the point, nervous looking through all the rows of panties in Marks and Spence at this time of day, at least I knew the size and where to look. With my purchase safely in hand, back to work I went. Isn't it amazing, whenever you have something exciting planned. Something else always seems to get in the way of it happening. Like Shane always seemed to be at home, preventing any time for Andrew to give my backside a well deserved lesson in obedience. At least Andrew has seen and likes my pretty panties. But I am still working on the law of averages that Shane will be going out one night soon!!!!!!!!! Or am I just getting to anxious. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - To be continued soon.