A Woman at Last
A Woman At Last by Wendae This a work of fiction filled with all of my fantasies that I've accumulated as a cross dresser over these 73 years. The warmth of the sun streaming through the window on my face roused me out of a restful sleep. As I stretched I enjoyed the feeling of the sheet sliding over the nylon nightie I was wearing causing my nipples to tingle and start to harden. I ran my hands down my body...