Real Stories - May 2005

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It was a typical winter Friday evening, early in our then-long distance relationship. I escaped from work early and hopped in my automobile for the drive to her city. The drive was uneventful, and I arrived to a welcoming companion. As was customary, I brought my overnight bag, as we were to spend the weekend together. After a leisurely and satisfying dinner at a local pub, we walked home to her condo for what Anna undoubtedly hoped would be one of our typical evenings of passionate lovemaking. We entered her condo and the door locked behind me with an eerie thud that seemed ominous. Though Anna sensed that nothing but a typical evening together lay ahead, I busied myself with the details of mental preparation for an event that would both expand our boundaries and her preconceived notion of what crossdressing underscored.