“Traffic. Fuck we’re going to be late!" I said. My husband said, “That’s NY for you on a Friday." Since we were completely stopped, I figured ...t would make for a perfect time to slip into my pantyhose. Still sitting sideways I carefully opened the package of pantyhose. I prefer seamless pantyhose. Wolford’s fatal 15s are my favorite. The shade I chose for this occasion was noir, that’s a black. I kicked off my sandals, slipped out of my mini skirt and sat naked on the fine leather seats from my. And then, there was thatword, "Believe" - reminiscent of that booth, and quite unlike anything myparents would write.The parcel was soft, like an item of clothing. I decided, since it wasn'tfrom my parents, I could sneak back down to my room and open it.So back in my room I opened it: it was girl's clothing: a red dress, bra andpanties, some girl's sandals, and a bikini.What was I to do? It was certainly a miracle that "Santa" - or someone - knewof my wish to be a girl. But how would that dress. More

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