Transvestite Caught Conclusion
"Where are the photos?" Dorothy was standing outside the shower stall, looking in at me through the open door as I stood there, completely nude, shivering with cold and embarrassment. Over her shoulder, I saw Ronnie, the obviously gay Producer/Director. He was in on the secret of my true sex, and his eyes positively glowed as he watched me,holding his portable video camera. "Oh please don't make me do this, Mistress," I whispered in my high- pitched voice. "No one's making you do...