Something seemed to go pop in my head as I shyly looked at him, feeling an inner excitement. "I think the name Alice is very sweet, don't you?" I knew that I had spoken in a higher voice, but just felt that I had to. We fell in behind him, and once we were out of earshot, he exploded "Who the hell said you're to have girl's names?"

And so we waltz up to the ballroom-turned-BDSM-dungeon which boasts restraints, padded floors and a grand piano. He pushes me down, and we continue to have sex. The attention now passed to my sister as the novelty of the two of us passed, but I noticed that my uncle and father gave us long looks now and again, as if they were wondering if they'd done the right thing in allowing us to be dressed. I don't know. I expect so." I stood up, "Mind you, I would like that bike, wouldn't you? After all, I suppose it would be a laugh." I felt myself wavering and looked at Peter. "Yeah, I guess so. What do you think?"

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I held her train as we went towards the stairs, once again feeling the thrill of the dress around my body. She cut me off. Of course I wasn’t ready. Of course the idea of having children and being a man scared the living shit out of me. The car arrived at the church, and the driver opened the door and helped us out. A thrill ran through me as I stood smoothing the dress, which was wafting in the light breeze and gleaming in the sunshine. We held hands and moved towards the church steps past the watching crowd of friends and neighbours, blushing at the comments about what a sweet picture we made together. My aunt now saw me as well, and smiled. "Well, girls, let's get downstairs. Peter, you help her, I mean him, your cousin, with the train." I breathed a sigh of relief. "I think so too! I seem to feel that wearing girls' clothes has the effect that I want to act like a girl, and even walk like one, but I was frightened in case you'd think I was being silly.”

Ah! Yes, we did. Perhaps you're right. I'll tell your parents as soon as they arrive. You do know what you have to do…? When it’s cold and clear and dark enough to see the stars really shine, I put on the sweater she gave me, sit on the ground and look up. I feel warm though it’s night all over.[private] What!" we said together, "She wants us to do what?" I turned to Peter, "She wants us to dress as girls! You must be kidding!" Although from time to time some details may vary slightly from the illustrations, I have been selling these slips to my local ladies for many years, with great success.

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Oh, father, how can we call each other Michael and Peter now we're dressed as girls? We thought that if we've got to act as girls we'd better have names to suit, didn’t we, Alice?" MY uncle arrived at the gate and hurried to our sides; we greeted him as one: "We've told the vicar that our names are Anna and Alice" I hissed.

Mat I don't know, dear. Perhaps it's because of the clothes. Anyway, let's show your sister what her new sister looks like!" He paused a moment, looking at me, and then he reached out for my hand and gave it a squeeze. "To be honest, up to now I've often wondered what it would be like to wear a dress, and I quite like it." He was silent for a second or two and then he squeezed my hand again. "I think you feel the same; I don't think it's being sissy or anything, but like this, everything seems nicer. Can you understand why?"Here, I feel like I did my own version of this. I managed to overcome anxieties surrounding my body and sex, through just putting myself in a situation I thought I literally couldn’t be in. It was wonderful as the evening drew on, and we gaily flitted to and fro, delighting in our new world of showing off our femininity and the pretty clothes we were wearing.

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