Marty never felt so good! Marty looked into the living room.Marty never felt so good! Marty looked into the living room. His mother was safely asleep on the couch. He tiptoed to his mother's bedroom and checked out the clothing. He pulled out a very nice black dress. He held it up to himself and felt the tingle again. He opened the top dresser drawer and pulled out a wire-rimmed bra, and a pair of pink bikini panties. In the next drawer down, he grabbed a pair of black pantyhose. Thanks to his small figure, he was sure to look good. He even could fit his mother's black pumps. (He chose a lower heel, to be safe.) Marty took the stash back to the bathroom where he locked the door. He started a shower for himself, and within minutes it was ready. He got in, and washed his hair using his mother's shampoo and conditioner. He picked up his mother's shower shaver and worked it on his legs and armpits. When he stepped out, he let the water run so the hair will go on down the drain. The tingling was back. He ran his hands over his legs. So smooth! After drying, he put his hair up in a towel. Thoughts ran through his mind. This isn't right. What will my mother think if she found out. She won't. I'll be careful. This is something that I've always dreamed about. I won't screw it up. He put the pantyhose on first. Oh what a lovely feeling! The sheerness of them against his leg. He could feel the nylon, and he loved it. The panties tickled as he pulled them up his leg. He fastened the bra and filled it with washcloths. The bra had a slight padded cup that made the breast look more smooth. He lowered the dress over his body as the tingles came even more. He started to shake. The girl with wet hair stared back at him. His thoughts raced again. My god. I am a girl. Gerald would drool over me...Not to mention the football team. I wonder... Am I gay? I thought I was straight. Maybe I'm bi- sexual or something. Maybe I need help? No! I'm special. I can have whoever I want to be with male or female. I like girls. |