The Making of a Crossdresser7

 

After a few more watering holes, we went to “Barrollo’s”

It was a club with a bit of a reputation.

As soon as we entered, I could feel all the men in the place looking over at us.

Zoe took me to the ladies room and told me to do as she did.

I touched up my mascara and lipgloss.

Zoe ran her hands through my hair and smiled at me.

“Okay Shaz, Now is the nitty gritty bit.

Make sure you do as I said or else……., and stop pulling at your skirt,”

I half heartedly smiled “but Zoe….”

She slapped me on the cheek and said

” No buts, let’s get out there and do it.”

“The sooner you do it, the sooner you will have learned your lesson and the sooner you can go home”