I was reluctant to even go to school the following day, but I did. When I arrived, Irene met me at the door. She needed her skirt for a field hockey game that night. I told her I’d get it at lunch time, but it would cost her. I just wanted my clothes back. Later we traded, well almost. I got my stuff, and she got her skirt, but I kept the bra and panties. They were a treasure to me. Then I realized that I had lied to my Mistress when I told her that cross dressing was not one of my fetishes. Hell, I wore those quite often and started looking for more.
One time I was walking down the hallway near the locker rooms and saw a gym bag along the wall next to the girl’s room. There was no stopping me. I had to check it out. One of the girl’s on the track team had left it. I picked it up and disa
