One Night
ONE NIGHT ? by: Melissa L. I was finishing my makeup and my hair when he knocked on my door. I took one last look in the mirror, made sure my wig was straight and tugged on my purple sweater to make sure it was tight around my breast forms. He knocked again, it was an old friend of mine, he knew I was a crossdresser and had seen me dressed before. He had called me earlier and asked if I was busy tonight, he thought we could get a couple of movies and have some drinks and just...