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I began cross dressing in my teens and longed to not do it secretly but to tell the girls whose clothes I was slipping on what I was doing and why. It felt natural to me and I dreamed that they would understand and allow me to hang around them dressed as a girl and just doing what they were doing. Other times I wish they would be angry and force me to dress like a girl telling me that if I want to be a girl I had to learn to do things that girls did and they would make me suck their dildos and stick them up my ass while they called me a faggot. When I went to College I made friends with two very hot girls (Suzanne and Kate) who shared a house. Suzanne wasn't very interested in studying and quickly learnt that if she teamed up with me on projects I would do all the work which I happily did because it meant I was close to her. Kate was ore diligent but was equally happy to let me do the lion's share. Thankfully for me the girls use to let me go over to their apartment to study with them. Whilst there I would use the bathroom and wear whatever panties were in the hamper and sometimes take a pair or three for later use - I would even wear them under my shorts in a desperate bid to live out my fantasy of cross dressing with them. On several occasions the girls would decide to go up to the shops and get some lunch etc and leave me alone to continue working. I wouldn't waste a minute in racing to their respective bedrooms and just trying on every item of clothing I could and parading in front of the mirror imagining how these girls must feel when they look at themselves in the same mirror. I did this many many times over several years. I never dated during that time and the girls never asked probably believing I was gay. When out time as students finished I asked Suzanne if I could buy some of her and Kate's clothes. She asked why and I told her I liked to wear them but not what I had been doing. She said she'd think about it. Sadly she called me and said they both didn't feel comfortable with that and we never spoke again but I still jerk off to this day about what if they had said yes.
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