Crossdresser Stories
Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Does this wristband match my sports attire?" "Is this a joke or what? Darling, are you really serious?" He nodded. "Yeah. Of course." "And why is it suddenly an issue?" "Come on, Cara. You know how I love to assess attire." "Thank you for reminding me that you run a big fashion house in town." "Cara darling, stop being sarcastic." "I am not being sarcastic here, baby." "Then why talk about my work when we are supposed to be having a tennis match." "Supposed to be having a tennis match. You said it, not me. Doesn’t that tell you that something is wrong, Ross? We should already be in a game, but instead we are here just talking about what I don't know." "You don't know? Are you saying that I am not making any sense?" She sighed heavily. "I never said that. All I am trying to say is can we start already?" "Wait. Are you saying that what I am trying to point out doesn't matter?" "What are you trying to point out?" "You know that I can get inspiration from almost anywhere."
