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Sittin' at my table writing a letter to my dad I want to tell him that our night out
together was one of the best times I ever had growing up we didn't get along much our
relationship was a mess till one night when we went out and discovered that we both like
to cross-dress. CrossDressing with my Dad! CrossDressing with my Pop. And when we try
on lingerie we never want to stop. Crossdressing with my father. CrossDressing with my old
man. He calls me "Lolita" and I call him "Madam". I know he's into Halston, Ilike Yves St. Laurant.
If I were ten years younger I could have been a debutante. Now we get along well, now we
do not shout. Now we agree if I had a son, he'd be a girl not a boy scout. CrossDressing
with my Dad! CrossDressing with Pop. And when we try on lingerie, we never want to stop.
CrossDressing with my Father! CrossDressing with my old Man. He calls me "Lolita". I call
him "Madam". CrossDressing like a French Maid, eating a croissant. CrossDressing with my
Dad! CrossDressing with my Dad, it's the most fun that I've ever had, with my Dad.