The entire adventure began on a whim.

One day I said to my girlfriend, “I’ll be frank with you… ”

But before I could continue, she suggested, “Why don’t I be Frank?”

She gave me a look, then giggled, and whatever we had been talking about faded away. We lost ourselves in a fantasy of her wearing one of my suits and me trying to squeeze into one of her dresses. Truthfully, my clothes wouldn’t fit her right. I’m easily a foot taller than she is. But the fantasy still ignited powerful feelings I hadn’t expected.

Nothing else came of the idea for a few days, but then when I was taking laundry out of the dryer, I remembered our conversation. There I stood holding, Lola’s thong in my hand… and suddenly I had an... Read More