“Why, what do you mean?” I asked.
“I saw your little pecker started to swell when I made you put on my pink thong. You like them, don’t you? Samantha told me how easy it was for you to put on that bra in the dressing room at Rodger’s Department Store. A man who hasn’t worn a bra before, couldn’t have slipped into one that easily the first time, even if you have watched us put them on a thousand times.”
“She noticed that? Well, yeah, I’ve been attracted to that stuff ever since I started looking up little girl’s skirts, I guess. I liked the pretty colors and fancy designs with lace and ribbons, and I always liked the feel of the satin and silk-like material. It’s not that I was a cross dresser or anything. Maybe I just craved what I couldn’t really have. Ever since I realized that women w
