I started like most "cross-dressers." I was sixteen and I developed an urge to wear my mother’s lingerie. I didn’t know why. I had never heard the term “cross-dresser.” But I did know I liked wearing her underwear. The more I wore her bras, panties, and slips, the more I enjoyed it. I enjoyed the sensual feeling of being feminine. I wore mom’s things every chance I got. And of course, I got careless. She came home unexpec...

Katie woke up before Linda the next morning. She put on a robe and went to make coffee. She brought two cups back to the bedroom. She set the coffee down and stared at the person she loved laying in her bed in a see-through light blue nightie, exposing a bra underneath. She smiled and thought, "I don't think he knows that this is a dream come true for me." Katie woke him. "Hey, sleepy girl. Time to get up." "Good morning,...