The Making of a Crossdresser5

 

 

I am sure that the guys from the bus stop must have got an eyeful as I stood to get off.

They were smiling broadly when the bus moved off.

“Okay Zoe, You’ve made your point, can we just go home now?”

With a twinkle in her eye, she smiled and said

“Lets go and meet the girls”

I slung my handbag over my shoulder, mirroring Zoe, and we made our way to the pub.

We stepped inside and all of Zoe’s mates were there!

I was cringing with embarrassment.

One of them pulled a chair to the side and asked me to sit.

Zoe sat next to me.