A Religious Experience

"Oh." I didn't know what to say, we usually just talked about the weather, I have never talked to him this long before. I told him, "I better go, goodnight." He stood outside watching me until I entered the side door.

I was so tense I had to jump in the shower and try to relax, plus I wanted to try on my new acquisitions.

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A couple of days passed and I ran into Rabbi K. again. "I have something for you, just wait one second please." He took a box out of his car. "This is for you, I hope you will find use for them." He was kinda cryptic with his smile and I thanked him and went down to my apartment. I went upstairs and ate dinner with my parents and remembered the box he gave me. His wife and kids would sometimes give me gifts of food, which I loved. Whatever they made I was more than happy to get a sample of, my mother wasn't the best cook. I always thanked them, and I know the family liked me. This time there was no food. I opened the box and it was filled with pantyhose. Not Leggs or the expensive kind, but the ones in the little rectangle bags with the color on the front. There had to be two dozen pairs. All different colors, even cyan. I was completely confused and embarrassed. Why would he think those stockings were for me, well they were, but come on.

I avoided him whenever I saw him. If they were leaving the house I would drive around the block and wait. I even started parking around the corner instead of the backyard, so he would think I wasn't home. I didn't know what to do, I didn't want anyone to know I crossdress, especially the neighbors.

Then one night there was a bag hanging on my doorknob to my apartment. I hurried inside and put the bag on the table. It had my name on it and it was taped closed. I had to get a knife to open it. Once it was done, looking inside there was a long flowered skirt. It was beautiful, it must have been silk. It had an elastic waist so I knew it would fit. It had to be the neighbor that gave it to me, no one else knew, I hoped. Unless he said something.