/tags/crated/Recent content in Crated on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-usFri, 11 Mar 2005 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2005/03/11/well-that-wasnt-counted-on/Fri, 11 Mar 2005 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2005/03/11/well-that-wasnt-counted-on/<p>It was a normal night for Mark, the staff gone for the weekend, the books balanced, work for yet another week over. He was relieved to know that it was his time. He checked the doors for the second time to make sure they were locked, and went down to the basement. Down in the back was ‘his special place’. He opened the door and went in, already taking off his clothes, he was shaking with anticipation, and he quickly changed. Black panties… garter and stockings… beautiful black leather mini dress… 5-inch stiletto pumps with ankle strap, black wig and just a little make-up. You see Mark was a crossdresser, and very uncomfortable with it, he kept his secret well hidden, his special room was always locked. It took an hour to get ready, but Mark made a better woman than he did a man. He looked at himself in the large mirror on the wall, he loved that he could pull off such a good appearance, but was way too scared to ever go out in public.</p>