All of this was becoming something of a side issue now. The compulsion to crossdress had transitioned over some kind of threshold since Sandy's costume party. She, Princess, wasn't asking me to come out, she'd just kicked down the door and came out when she wanted to do so. Was this afternoon the beginning of a new phase? That she could literally intrude in my ordinary 'male' life was disturbing. I didn't want to think of what would have happened had she come out while I was at Global. The cool thing about a werewoman was that there had to be a full moon or something, right? She couldn't appear just any old time she felt like it. Who was I kidding? I was out of control, nuts, bonkers, ok?