Denis To Denise ( A story of Cross-dressing )

It wasn't far to Freddy's house and the trip passed in a blur of anticipation. By the time he arrived his heart was racing, and his hands clammy. As instructed, he let himself in and called out from the hall.

'Hi Freddy, it's only me, I won't be long.'

'I'm in the sitting room when your ready, just through here.' Freddy called out from a room down the hallway.

'Ok, thanks,' Denis called back before heading into the cloakroom.

He opened the case and retrieved his dress, hanging it from the hook ...