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Bobbi - New Girl in Town
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[Note: the original author of these stories prefers to remain
anonymous]

Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.
His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens in
New York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and
sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I had
never been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a female, and could
pass anywhere. I complimented "her" on it, and "she" said, "You could
do just as well, you know." I was flattered, but not as sure as she
was. "Come on," she said. "I'll show you!" We went to her apartment. We
had been occasional lovers, so I had been there before, but this visit
would be different.

As soon as we were inside, Margo ordered me to strip completely, and
she put my male clothing neatly away. She looked me over carefully,
then stripped off all her own clothing, and led me into the bathroom.

In a moment we were in the shower soaping each other down. I loved the
softness of Margo's skin, and the feel of her hands on mine. The sight
and feel of her little penis, for Margo had only four inches even when
she was hard, was also somehow erotic, and I was getting visibly
aroused!

We were rinsing off when she said. "Stand there, and don't move!" She
stepped out of the tub, and returned instantly bearing a razor and
shaving cream. In seconds the lower half of my body was swathed in
shaving cream, and Margo was shaving my legs. She also trimmed my pubic
hair to a little, feminine, V-shaped thatch.

With all the gentle caressing and stroking that was going on, my cock
was now rock hard! Margo looked up at me from her kneeling position,
and smiled at me. Then I felt her lips close around my cock, and a
gentle back and forth motion of her head begin. I leaned back against
the tile wall, and soon was gushing my load of cum down her throat.
Margo swallowed every drop. She was an expert cocksucker!

"The transformation is about to begin!" announced Margo as we stepped
from the tub. As soon as we had dried ourselves, she produced a bottle
of cologne and some matching perfumed talc, and applied them liberally
to both of us. The sent was exotic, and I began to feel very feminine
in the way that I had always wanted to feel. We entered the bedroom,
and Margo reached into a drawer. She took out a matching bra,
garterbelt, and panties set for me. They were white lace with dainty
pink bows. "Virgins always wear white," she said. She also had a
similar set in aqua for herself.

We dressed together, and she showed me how to put the panties on over
the garter-belt so that they could be removed, and still leave the
stockings on. Margo also taught me how to tuck my penis back between my
legs into my crotch, so that no telltale bulges would show even if
someone were to see me in just my panties.

Last to go on was my bra. It was padded, and I had sort of smallish
male breasts, but we tucked a couple of old stockings into each cup to
fill it out a little better. I wanted bigger breasts, but Margo would
not allow it. "All the new girls think that they need big tits!" she
admonished. "A 'real girl' is not that big! If you want to look
natural, do it subtly. Don't make yourself look like a clown!" She was,
of course, correct. I followed her advice, and I am a better woman for
it. To complete the effect, Margo gave me a light-brown wig that nearly
matched my own hair, and fussed it into place on my head.

I was not prepared for what I saw when I looked in the full-length
mirror. There staring back at me was the girl I had always known I was!
I shuddered, and Margo lightly touched my arm. "See, Bobbi," she half
whispered to me. "I knew you could do it! That is the real you!" She
kissed me gently on the cheek. I had to agree with her. That was indeed
the real me. It was also the first time anyone had called me "Bobbi." I
have kept the name ever since.

Margo's transformation of me was good, but it was far from finished. I
stood there in just bra, panties, garter-belt, sheer stockings, and wig
admiring myself in her full-length mirror. I liked what I saw very
much, but I also wanted more! Margo was quick to oblige. She handed me
a white lace full-slip with little pink bows at the straps and at the
hem that just matched the other things I was wearing. Then she led me
to the make-up table, and we sat down on the bench.

Margo picked the shades, and applied the make-up. Soon my nails were a
pink to match the bows on the lingerie, and she was working the
foundation over my face. "You have a tiny problem that most 'real
girls' don't have," she said. "You have to go a little heavier on the
foundation to cover that little beard of yours." The face powder,
blush, and eye shadow were next, followed by the mascara, and finally
pink lipstick to match my nails. "Put these in your purse," Margo said
handing me the lipstick, powder, and eye make-up she had used on me.
"You'll need them for touch-up's later." She did her own make-up then
using blue shades on her eyes to set off the aqua lingerie she wore. I
watched in fascination as I waited for my nails to finish drying.

With the make-up applied, Margo went back to her closet. She soon
produced a pink leather purse, and pink pumps with four inch heels, and
handed them to me. I slipped the shoes on, and she said. "Put your
make-up in the purse, and then your wallet and cigarettes from your
pants. You'll need them when we go out." I swallowed hard, and began to
shake! I had not expected that all of this would go beyond Margo's
apartment! I had been in Drag at home in my mother's and sister's
clothes in PRIVATE before, but Margo had been the only person to have
seen me as a woman up to today, and she had only been privileged to
that during the last hour! I was scared!! What if somebody saw that I
was really male? What would or COULD happen?

Margo saw my fear, and smiled gently at me. "Relax, Bobbi," she said.
"We girls are only going for a little walk, so you can see what being a
woman feels like outside. You look lovely! You will be fine. Nothing
bad will happen." I thought for a moment. I did want to do it. I was
just scared of the unknown. I glanced at the clock. It was almost
9:00PM, and it was dark out. Nobody would be able to see me very well,
and I would be with Margo who lived as a woman. We would just look like
two more women walking in New York City's theater district and Times
Square. I told myself it would be all right, but I was still frightened
and excited over going out in Drag.

From the closet, Margo brought forth a white cocktail dress. It was
knee length with three quarter sleeves, and the white satin under-dress
was covered in white lace. I slipped it over my head while she put on a
blue-green jersey sheath that made her look positively slinky. Margo
did up the zipper at the back of my dress, sprayed me with perfume, and
announced. "There! Now you are the sort of girl that men's dreams are
made of! Take a look!" I stepped up to the full-length mirror again. I
gasped at what I saw!! There in the mirror looking back at me was one
of the most beautiful women I had ever seen! She looked like something
out of a movie! It took me more than a moment to get used to the fact
that she was ME!! I almost cried for joy!!

Margo reached into her jewelry box, and gave me a pink cameo locket on
a thin gold chain along with three gold rings one of which one had a
pink stone in a marquise setting. I put these on, and she gave me a
pair of gold earrings with pink baubles that hung down, and matched the
cameo around my neck. A white lace shawl completed the outfit, and we
were ready to leave for our walk. Margo opened the door of the
apartment, we stepped out into the hall, and rode the elevator down. I
was out in Drag for the first time!

On the street, the Manhattan traffic was noisy as ever, and somehow
that was very comforting to me. I was terrified, and I needed something
to remind me that this was really happening. As we walked I noticed
that all eyes seemed to be on me! Had they found me out? I asked Margo
what was going on, and she responded. "Don't worry! All men, whether
they know it or not, look at all women all of the time. It is just
biological. You are a pretty girl, so all the women will look too, and
compare you with what they think they look like. All those looks are a
compliment! Just relax, and enjoy it!" It took a while yet after she
said that to me, but after we had been out for half and hour I was
starting to calm down.

Margo stopped in front of a bar called "The Gilded G****". I knew the
place. It was the only real transvestite bar in New York City. "Let's
have a cocktail!" she announced, and maneuvered me to the door. I
hesitated. I wasn't sure that I wanted to do this! A walk on the street
was one thing, but talking to people up close in a bar was quite
another! "Stop worrying!" admonished Margo. "All the girls here are
guys. Why not go in?" She was right. That bar was probably even safer
than the street. Why not indeed? Margo opened the door, and we went in.

The scene inside was familiar. I had not been inside "The Gilded G****"
too often, but I knew it well enough. There were two bars. One near the
front door where Edie, who looked more like a Beauty Queen than a Drag
Queen, was barmaid, and a bar at the back where Emma held court. Emma
was a biological woman of some forty years who looked and acted like
the puppet "Madam" from the comedy act of "Whalen and Madam." Indeed,
Whalen had been a regular at another Gay Bar where Emma had once
worked, and had based the character of his puppet on her! It was to
this rear bar that Margo led me.

All eyes seemed to be on me as I walked through the room. I had
sometimes sat at one of those tables myself, and looked over the
"girls" as they walked by. Now it was my turn to be ogled by the men! I
was the "New Girl In Town" for the guys to lust over! I could FEEL all
their eyes on me, and it felt GOOD!! I could feel my penis stiffen down
between my legs even though it was tucked back into my crotch! I felt
like the woman that I wanted to be at last! I was a sex object, and I
liked it!!

Margo and I sat at the bar, and ordered a drink. I was introduced to
Emma, and received the first in a long string of compliments that I was
to receive that night. I was starting to get used to being a girl. Just
then a guy sat down on the stool next to me. Our eyes met, and I could
see that he liked what he saw. "Hello," he said. "You're new here?" I
replied that I was. He smiled, and asked if I would like to dance. I
hesitated for a moment, but an elbow in my ribs from Margo helped me
make up my mind! We got up to go to the dance floor, and he asked my
name. "Bobbi," I replied.

"Bobbi, eh?" he said. "It suits you. A pretty name for a beautiful
girl! My name is Peter." He was the first person to call me beautiful.

On the dance floor, Peter slipped his arms around me. The D.J. was
playing a slow number, and Peter held me very close as we glided across
the floor. It felt good to be in his arms, in a man's arms! It was not
the first time that a man had held me. It was not the first time that I
had danced with another man. Somehow, however, this was different.
There was something about the way that he held me while we danced.
Maybe it was the way that he looked at me. Maybe it was the way that
his hand on my back moved slowly and gently trying to get just the
slightest touch of the more intimate parts of my body. I only knew that
it felt very good, and I did not want it to stop!

I pressed closer to him, and felt his hard cock pressing against my
thigh. My insides began to tingle! Not only had I become the woman that
I knew I was that night, but I could bring a man to erection as that
woman!

The music stopped, and Peter kissed me gently on the cheek. I was
surprised, but I did not pull away. His lips moved to mine, and we
kissed for a moment. Then he said. "I hate to say this for both of us,
but I have to leave now. Here is my business card. Will you call me
this week? I would like to have dinner with you." I promised that I
would, and he kissed me again. This time our lips parted, and we kissed
for a very long time. I promised again that I would call him, and he
departed.

I walked back to the bar. I was feeling a little depressed that Peter
had to leave, but I thought about the next time I would see him, and my
penis tingled! That would be quite a date!

Margo was still at the bar, but she was not alone. She was talking to
the man sitting next to her. He was tall, and not really good looking
although pleasant enough. She was sitting very close to him, and she
pointed me out to him as I approached. As I sat on the other stool next
to her he whispered something to her, and nodded. "Bobby, this is
Frank," Margo said. I shook hands with him in greeting, and Margo asked
me to accompany her to the "Ladies Room." It was the beginning of
another adventure in this eventful night!

Margo and I entered the "Ladies Room." It was the first time that I had
ever been in one. It was different from the "Men's Rooms" that I had
been in. There were no urinals, and one wall had a long mirror on it
with a wide shelf. A number of other Drag Queens were at the mirror
adjusting their make-up. "Take care of your needs, and meet me at the
mirror," Margo ordered. I did so, taking the time to adjust the tuck of
my penis back into my crotch between my legs. Margo was waiting at the
mirror when I got there.

We took a moment to fix our make-up, and then Margo spoke. "What do you
think of Frank?" she said. I told her that he seemed nice enough not
really knowing what she was driving at. Then she got very serious.

"Frank is a sort of friend of mine," she said. "We see each other every
couple of weeks. He's 'straight', but he likes something different from
his tacky wife sometimes. Tonight he wants to party with two 'girls',
and he likes you. He's very generous, so there's fifty dollars in it
for you. What do you think?"

This was not what I had expected tonight! I knew that Margo turned
tricks for cash, but I had not considered doing it myself before. The
idea of being a prostitute was exciting to me though, and after a
moment of thought I said, "All right! I'll do it! What do we do now?"

Margo smiled. "Just follow my lead, and be friendly," she said, and led
the way back to the bar.

We sat for a few minutes at the bar with Frank while he and Margo
spoke, and then we all rose to leave. On the street, Margo and I each
took one of Frank's arms, and we walked to her apartment. In the
elevator, Frank took the liberty of feeling my ass. I only smiled at
the intimate touch. He would get quite a bit more than a quick feel
before that night was over!

Margo fumbled in her purse for keys while we stood at the door to her
apartment. Frank lost no time in getting his money's worth of me! He
roughly pulled me to him, and kissed me probing the inside of my mouth
with his darting tongue. His arms were around me, and while his left
arm pinned me to him like a vice, I felt his right hand resume its
explorations of my bottom. With great care and skill he managed to hike
my skirt high enough to slip that right hand of his under the hem, and
gain free access to the naked flesh of the back of my left thigh above
my stocking top. He also treated his hand to still another roam across
my tush, now with only my filmy white panties separating that hand from
my soft, warm flesh, and probed a finger or two up under the elastic of
the leg hole for an added thrill. All the while his kissing had not
missed a beat!

"Hey! Break it up, you two!!" Margo's voice snapped us back to reality.
She was standing inside the apartment door, and beckoning us to come
in. "You may find each other irresistible, but I do have neighbors, and
besides I feel left out!" she complained to Frank and I as we entered
the apartment. I murmured a quiet apology, but Frank said nothing. His
response was to grab Margo in his arms, and give her the same treatment
he had given me a couple of minutes earlier. She writhed gently against
him like the practiced temptress she was, and I noticed her hand
lightly stroking his cock through his trousers. The seemed suddenly
oblivious to the fact that I was in the room. I closed and locked the
apartment door, and sat demurely on the sofa like a good girl to wait
for them.

"Well, at least we know we all like each other!" was Margo's comment
when they joined me a couple of minutes later. Frank plopped down on
the couch next to me, and Margo continued. "I told you that you would
like Bobbi, Frank. I am rarely wrong about such things. This should be
a fun evening!" She paused for a moment, and then said, "Frank? Can we
get the, Uh... 'financial arrangements' out of the way first?" Frank
sighed, and produced his wallet. He took out some bills, and passed
them to Margo. She counted out fifty dollars for each of us, and handed
me my share saying, "Put this in your purse, Bobbi." I did, and then
joined Margo who was standing before Frank. "Well," she said. "Now we
can have some fun!"

Frank sat on the sofa, and watched the events of the next few minutes
unfold before him. Margo stood behind me, and unzipped my dress. I
stepped out of it in a very ladylike way, and she tossed it over a
chair leaving me with just my slip to cover the rest of my lingerie.
Then she turned her back, and I removed her dress in the same way. We
faced each other, and kissed a long, probing kiss while we both slid
the straps of each other's slips off our shoulders, and let then fall
in delicate heaps about our ankles.

We stepped out of the piles of silk, and stood before Frank in just
bra, panties, garter-belt, stockings, and shoes. I all in white lace
with dainty pink bows, and Margo in aqua silk with dark blue bows. His
eyes lit up like searchlights! If he had liked what he saw of us in the
bar, he was now positively bursting with excitement over the vision
that he beheld! The bulge in his trousers was begging to be set free of
its confinement, and I was getting curious of what it looked like.
Margo nudged me toward the couch, and Frank took my arm to gently tug
me into sitting on his lap. Margo disappeared into the bedroom.

I could feel the hardness of Frank's cock pressing into my soft behind
as I sat on his lap. I wondered if he knew just how deeply into my ass
I wished it was REALLY pressing at that moment! My own penis, in its
tuck back in my crotch between my legs, was now quite stiff too. I
could feel a longing behind it deep inside of me. As if the ghost of
the vagina that should have been there was yearning to feel the length
of this man's cock plunging in and out of it! I was more than aroused
by all had happened, all that was happening, and all that was GOING TO
happen it me that night! I let all control of myself go, and jumped
headlong into the spirit of the evening!!

Frank was kissing me again, probing all the while at the inside of my
mouth with that delicious tongue of his. This time, however, his hands
had free access to roam unchecked over all of me, and roam they did! He
may not have been a great lover, but dressed as I was, the sexual and
sensual excitement that I was feeling was all but overpowering. I
squirmed playfully on his lap, and felt his now granite hard cock
digging even more urgently into the soft flesh of my bottom.

I was doing what I had always wanted to do! I was sexually arousing a
man as a woman! I had become what I had always wanted to be! I was a
woman in every way that it was possible for me to be a woman at that
moment! I was living the most incredible night of my entire life! I
wanted to savor every instant of it!!

Margo appeared at the bedroom door, and called out to us. "I've turned
down the bed, and I'm getting lonely in here! Would you two care to
join me in the boudoir?" Neither Frank nor I needed any encouragement
to get us to head for "...the boudoir." If the poking and prodding that
my little tushy was getting by his cock every time I moved in his lap
was any indication, he needed a small trip to "...the boudoir," or he
was going to make a large mess in his trousers, and probably stain
Margo's sofa in the process! It was also obvious that getting me into
bed was the primary thought in his mind at that moment, and I echoed it
in my own mind as well. I wanted him to get me into bed too!!

Frank's right hand never left some part of my body as we walked to the
bed. At the doorway his left hand picked up Margo, and was giving her
the same treatment. "Stand still!" Margo ordered him as we approached
the bed. "You are a little overdressed for the occasion, but we'll soon
fix that!" I unbuttoned Frank's shirt, and Margo un-buckled his belt. I
pulled the shirt off to reveal his massive, hairy chest. Frank might
not have had a very handsome face, but his body was hard, tanned, and
muscular! I treated myself to a taste of his tiny male nipples as the
shirt fell away, and felt him stiffen and gasp with excitement. I
looked down, and saw that Margo had disposed of his trousers and shoes,
and was gently nibbling at his muscular thighs while I was flicking at
his nipples with my tongue. Frank was immersed in sexual passion, but
we were having as much fun as he!

Then Margo kneeled in front of him, slipped her fingers into the
waistband of his briefs, and pulled them to his ankles. A huge cock
jumped forth, and slapped against her cheek! It was fully seven inches
long, and two inches thick! A deep tangle of coarse black hair
surrounded the base from which it rose to end in a knob that looked as
big as a Ping-pong ball! A heavy sack with large balls hung below, and
Margo immediately began to taste those balls making Frank give out a
low moan. I gasped, and stared at the huge cock that only minutes ago
had been prodding my ass through Frank's trousers. More than ever now,
I wanted it in me!!

Margo stood up from kneeling, and surveyed Frank's naked body. From the
look in her eyes, I could tell that she liked what she saw. Looking at
him, my own penis throbbed and twitched although it was still confined
by my panties, and tucked back between my legs into my crotch. I was
sure that Margo's penis was doing the same things, and I also longed to
touch it along with Frank's out of curiosity. "I said you would like
this, Bobbi," Margo whispered in my ear as Frank lay down on the bed.

Frank lay on his back with his hard cock jutting straight up while
Margo and I kneeled on either side of him. His arms pulled us toward
him, and he kissed us each in turn. We then began trickling kisses and
tongue play down each side of his neck, and across his body. We each
stopped at the small nipples of his firm pectorals to suck and nibble
gently. Frank moaned quietly at the attention the sensitive parts of
his body were getting. His hands were roaming all over us. He even
managed to slip a finger of his left hand under the elastic legband of
my panties to just caress the head of my penis for a moment. I
shuddered with ecstasy! I did like what was happening just as Margo
said I would!

Margo and I moved further down Frank's body nearing the goal of our
quest. We reached his cock at exactly the same moment, and started
kissing either side of it starting at the base, and working up. At the
tip, our lips finally met, and we kissed each other with the head of
Frank's circumcised cock pressed tightly between us. Frank let out an
audible groan of pleasure as our mouths parted, and we flicked at the
glans with our tongues. He liked what was happening too!

I licked my way back to the base of Frank's cock while Margo continued
teasing its head with the tip of her tongue. I found my way to his
balls, and licked at them hungrily. They were warm and hairy, and they
tasted just the way a man's balls should taste to his woman. I felt
that I could have nuzzled them for hours. I nibbled at the sack, taking
the loose flesh into my mouth, and gently rolling it against the back
of my lower teeth with my tongue as I sucked on it. I took one of the
balls completely into my mouth, and slid my tongue around and around it
to Frank's obvious delight.

Margo descended to the base of Frank's cock, and I moved up to the tip.
I took the large head between my lips, and knew instantly that he was
close to orgasm. I ran my tongue around the tip of his cock the way I
had just been doing with his balls, and I could taste the little
trickle of pre-cum that seeped from the slit. I worked his cock in and
out of my mouth slowly at first, but gaining speed faster and faster as
I worked! I increased the pressure with my lips bringing him ever
closer to climax!

Frank's cock then all but literally exploded in my mouth! His first
stream of semen shot all the way to the back of my throat, and splashed
against my tonsils before spilling down deep inside of me! He continued
to pump his cum into my mouth until I thought it would overflow! I held
it all in, and lolled it on my tongue tasting the delicious saltiness
of it before greedily swallowing it all to keep for my very own!

I lay back on the bed along Frank's left side after he had finished
cumming in my mouth, and Margo lay along his right. He had his arms
around us. We all played with each other while we waited for his balls
to recharge with semen. The night was far from over!

Frank did not take long to rest. His hands were roaming all over Margo
and I as he lay there, and I was more than aroused already from all
that had gone before. My penis, although still safely tucked away in my
panties, was throbbing with excitement! I had my own load of semen
straining for release, and I was sure that Margo was in the same
condition! I wrapped my left hand around Frank's cock. It was
stiffening again, and I could hardly wait! Biologically Margo and I
might be male, but in Drag at that moment, I was his woman, and I
wanted him inside of me!!

I continued playing with Frank's cock as it grew to full hardness while
Margo sucked gently on his right nipple. His left hand suddenly slipped
into my crotch, and fingered my penis through the thin film of nylon
that was my tiny white panties. I shivered with the ecstasy and
anticipation of what was about to happen! I turned my head to face him,
and out lips met. His tongue pressed its way back into my mouth. It
tasted sweet. I teased it with my own tongue, and he responded by
rolling to face me, and enfolding me in his arms.

We kissed long and passionately with him fondling my penis through my
panties, and I stroking his naked cock all the while. Margo was all
over both of us. Caressing my behind, fingering his ass, touching my
breasts, kissing his strong back, and doing all she could to raise our
already torrid level of excitement. My mind was racing wildly! I could
think of nothing else but having Frank fuck me in every possible way!

I did not have long to wait! Frank suddenly kneeled up on the bed, and
slid me onto my back before him. His hands went to the elastic of my
panties, gripped them with his fingers, and stripped them from my
quivering body!! He took hold of my calves to spread my legs, so that
he could kneel between them. As my legs parted, my penis popped free of
its tuck in my crotch, and stood straight up begging for further
release!

I stared along my body at Frank's cock hovering over my tummy with its
head scant inches from the head of my own penis. He was naked, and I
now wore only bra, garter-belt, and stockings. I glanced at my penis,
and thought of how grotesque it looked. It should not be there! In its
place I should have the vagina of the woman I really was! More than
ever now, I wanted to be that woman for him, and for myself!!

Margo lost no time in preparing the stage for the next act of our play.
She slipped a pillow under my hips to raise my ass so that it would be
easier for Frank to enter me, and spread some K-Y Jelly over the head
of his cock. It was not a moment too soon! Frank moved forward, and
positioned his cock at my waiting asshole. I gasped deeply when its
head popped past my sphincter! I moaned as he thrust the seven inches
of its shaft up inside of me! He waited only for a moment while I
caught my breath, and began a slow, rhythmic, in and out motion,
fucking me to further heights of passion! My mind reeled with it all!
At last I was being laid like a lady! I did not want it to stop!!

Soon I felt something else warm at my asshole. At first I had no idea
of what it could be! Then I realized that it was Margo! She was down
between our legs licking my ass, and Frank's cock and balls as he
fucked me! The feeling was incredible! I was being fucked and eaten at
the same time!

Frank's cock soon started to grow warm and twitch inside of me, and I
knew that he was close to cumming. My penis too was responding to being
rubbed between our bellies as he pumped me. Suddenly Frank thrust his
cock's full length into me! I felt it spasm, and then a warmth grew
deep within my bowels! He was cumming as hard and hot as he had done in
my mouth, and I eagerly received his full load of semen! I had
fulfilled the woman in me! My man had fucked me, and I enjoyed every
second of his cumming!!

Frank's cock slipped from my ass as he fell back exhausted on the bed
next to me. I felt a wetness on my tummy as he moved away. I looked
down to see my penis shrinking after its final release. I too has cum
from the touching of our bodies together! I slid the pillow from
beneath me, and lay quietly next to him.

I had sampled all that I had ever wanted from the female side of my
sexuality that night. I knew that it would happen again, but I wanted
to savor this first time. I had lost my virginity as a woman, but there
was still one more thing to come tonight!

Margo appeared at the bedside with two washcloths. She gently cleaned
off the remains of our passion as Frank and I lay together. Soon Frank
was able to stand, and reluctantly he got dressed. I could see that he
did not want to leave, but he had gotten all that he had paid for, and
he had to go home. I too did not really want to see him go.

I stood, and tucked my penis back up into my crotch between my legs
while his back was turned. I glanced at myself in the full-length
mirror. Standing there in my bra, garter-belt, and stockings, the
thatch of hair at my crotch even looked like a woman's pussy! This is
what I had wanted to be, and that night I had made it!

I kissed Frank one more time in good-by. He smiled, and said, "You're
quite a woman, you know!" Something tingled deep inside of me. I could
have been paid no higher compliment at that moment. A ladylike tear of
joy welled up in my eyes. I knew now what I was, and what I had to be.
There was still a long road ahead, but I had taken the first step. I
watched in silence as Margo escorted him to the door, and let him out.

"Bobbi," Margo said as she returned to the bedroom. "Please stay over
tonight. It's really too late for you to go home anyway." She did not
wait for me to answer, but reached into a drawer, and produced a lacy
yellow nightie for me. I slipped out of my bra, garter-belt, and
stockings, and put it on. When I looked up, she too was wearing a
short, pale-blue nightie.

We lay down on the bed together, but as she relaxed her own small penis
popped free of her crotch, and jutted rigidly out from her body. I then
realized that while Frank and I had both cum twice in the course of the
evening, Margo had not had any release! "Just lay back, Margo," I
whispered softly to her. "It's your turn now."

I kneeled over her, and took her penis into my mouth. Margo moaned
prettily as I worked on her. This was not an act of hot passion as had
gone before. There was about it all the gentleness of two women making
love, and that was at it should be, for that was what was happening!

I sucked Margo's penis, and stroked her balls for only a few minutes
when I felt her cum gently in my mouth. The taste was not as rough and
salty as Frank's semen, but sweet as I knew it would be. She pulled me
to her, and we kissed sharing her cum in both of our mouths. As the
kiss broke we swallowed the semen together. It was the most gentle
lovemaking I have ever experienced.

I pulled the covers over us. We kissed again, and then drifted off to
sleep in each other's arms. We had shared an incredible experience that
night, and would share many more in the future!

EPILOG:

I did not go home that night, nor for many nights after that. I moved
in the very next day to live with her. We lived together as two women
for a couple of years after that. We had many other experiences with
men both together and individually since then, but none have ever
surpassed that of my first night in Drag!


Sub-title: Babydoll Grows Up

The first week of sharing Margo's apartment with her was all I had
hoped it would be. We had been lovers before, and would make love to
each other many times again, but we did not live together as lovers.
The apartment had a second bedroom which Margo had been using to store
odds and ends. We cleaned that out to become my bedroom. We both shared
Margo's bed for the first few days, but by Thursday night my somehow
appropriately queen-sized bed arrived, and we each had our own room.

We came to an agreement right away on the, for lack of a better phrase,
"sexual arrangements" for our place. On average, men tend to have their
casual affairs outside of their living space while women tend to bring
their sex home with them. If we held to that statistic, we would each
need a place to be bedded by our lovers. We decided that whatever we
did in the privacy of our own rooms with whomever we chose to do it,
was our own business. The living room would be for mutual use for
entertaining with our clothes on unless we were both entertaining the
same lover, or the other one had previously announced her intentions of
being out all night. The kitchen was our place, and off-limits to
lovers. These arrangements worked well, and we held to them all the
while we lived together.

The only problem I had was the need to keep my male job, so that I
could pay my half of the rent. How I loathed getting up each morning,
and putting on that stifling male clothing, and heavy shoes to trudge
to work. The job was not difficult. I was the stockboy in the
c***dren's Shoes Department of a famous 5th Avenue department store.
The problem was that I had to do it as a male, and I no longer wanted
to be male in any way! I had to find a way to change that, or at least
the job. I did not yet know how to do it, but I knew I would somehow
find a way.

As soon as I got home from work each night, I would shower, and change
into some frilly lingerie borrowed from Margo. She was generous to a
fault with me, but I could not continue to borrow things all the time.
She had made me a present of the white outfit that I had worn on my
first night in Drag, but a girl needs more than one outfit. There was
but one answer. We had to do what every woman enjoys doing more than
anything else. We had to go shopping!

Saturday morning was bright and breezy in New York City. It had been
one week since my first night in Drag, and it was time to take the next
step. Margo laid out the outfit I would wear after breakfast. There was
a yellow based floral print skirt with a hemline that fell just above
my knee, and a matching loose fitting jacket. To go with that was a
light pastel green silk blouse, and green shoes and bag that were
almost the same color as the blouse. Margo also let me wear the aqua
lingerie set that she had worn last Saturday. I tucked my penis back
into my crotch, and slipped on the panties. "Always dress to the nines
when you go out shopping," Margo told me as we put our clothes on. "You
get a lot better service from the tacky shopgirls when you look better
than they do!" She was right.

I was shifting things from the pink purse to the one Margo had just
given me when I came upon something I had almost forgotten in the
rigors of moving that week. It was Peter's business card. Peter and I
had danced at "The Gilded G****" last Saturday night, and I promised to
call him. I tucked the card into the frame of the mirror over my
dresser. I did not want to forget to call on Monday when he would be
back at his desk. I wanted very much to see him again.

We were ready to go out by 10:00AM, and the elevator whisked us to the
street. Another womanly adventure lay ahead!

We hailed a taxi, and I got in first to slide across the back seat, so
Margo could get in. I glanced at the driver, and caught him trying to
sneak a peek up my skirt in the rear-view mirror as I passed along the
seat. I was in a good mood, so I let my legs spread, and my skirt to
hike up just enough to give him a flash of my thigh above my stocking
top. He took it all in. I wonder what he would have thought if he had
known that a little higher above that stocking top, my penis was neatly
tucked away protected by my panties. He just got a very pleased look on
his face, and said, "Where to, ladies?!"

The cab weaved its way through the usual crush of midtown New York City
traffic, and soon deposited us in front of "Macy's" at Herald Square. I
treated the driver to another peek up my skirt as I slid out. He
grinned appreciatively. I liked being a tease!

Margo led the way into the store. Macy's was its usual hubbub of
activity, but soon we had shopping bags full of bras, garter-belts,
blouses, skirts, stockings, dresses, jeans, shoes, make-up, and
jewelry. We spent about $300.00 in all. "Just get your dressy things
here," Margo advised. "We can get the everyday stuff cheaper else-
where." We walked out of the store loaded, and walked up 34th Street to
get some of that "everyday stuff" to add to our load.

Our last stop was a wig shop on 5th Avenue near 35th Street. Margo
seemed to know the owner, and introduced me to him. "Bobbi, this is
Ira," she said. "Be very nice to him. All the girls like us get wigs
here." Ira was about 55 years old, smelled of old cigars, and was rude
enough to give my bottom a good feel while I looked at the wigs. Margo
gave me a signal that I should not protest the intimate touch, and Ira
continued feeling me up all the while we were in the shop. I tried to
pretend not to notice, but it really bothered me quite a bit!

When Ira rang up the sale for the two wigs I bought, I saw why Margo
had motioned to me that I should not complain. Ira had marked the bill
"Shopworn", and taken 60% off the price! "He gets his jollies feeling
up any Drag Queen that comes in," Margo said when we were back out on
the street. "He's a pig, but it saves you some money." I was learning a
whole new set of ethics on my way to becoming a woman.

The taxi deposited us back at our apartment, and we took my purchases
inside. It was all we could do to carry it all. I had spent almost
$500.00, but now I had a woman's wardrobe. I could live now as a woman
full time if I wished. All that remained was to be able to have a job,
and support myself as a woman.

That was what I wanted then above all else in the universe. I had never
felt comfortable as a male. It took me a long time to figure out what
was wrong, but now I knew. My c***dhood had started out normally
enough, but I was never really interested in the things that the other
boys in the neighborhood were.

= = * = =

I found sports boring. My father could never understand this, and
showed his displeasure by all but ignoring me as I was growing up. When
I was about 14 years old, I even tried to cultivate an interest in some
of the things he liked in an attempt to get closer to him, but he put
down my lack of knowledge of those things, and managed to strain our
already tenuous relationship even further. I was just not what he
wanted in a son.

If I did not get on well with the boys in the neighborhood, I did enjoy
playing house with my sister and her girlfriends. The girls liked it
because that way they had someone to play the "daddy", but I loathed
that role. It did not suit me at all, but at least I was in the game
that way. I did not know what was wrong with me. I only knew that I was
different somehow, and that I did not seem to fit in completely with
the "normal" groupings of c***dhood. I was 15 years old when I began to
realize why.

I had only been 15 for a few months, but I already considered myself
enough of an adult to act on my own. Apparently my parents agreed too
one day when I found myself left alone at home. I had a slight cold,
and I had talked my mother into letting me stay home from school. My
father was at work, of course, my sister was in school, and my mother
had to visit her sister in a hospital some distance from where we
lived. "We're giving you a big responsibility," my mother announced as
she was leaving. "Take good care of the house. I'll be back around
three fifteen." With that she pulled her coat on, and left. I was
alone.

I glanced at the kitchen clock. It was 8:30AM. If my mother was not due
back until about three that left me six and a half hours to amuse
myself on my own. I had not had breakfast yet, but I was not really
hungry. I wandered through the house aimlessly looking around the
rooms. There must be an instinct to do that in all of us. Sort of like
some primordial a****l surveying a new territory.

I stepped into my sister's room. I looked at the dolls lying about, and
picked one up. This was the baby doll that we used when we played
house. I had cradled it in my arms as its "daddy" many times before,
but there had always been a little girl around to take it away from me.
Today, however, I could hold it for as long as I liked. I vaguely
thought about how much I liked being its "mommy" for a change, and
noticed my sister's robe lying across the bed. I touched it, and
thought, "Why not?"

I stood and removed my pyjamas. I was naked in my younger sister's
room. That was Freudian enough, but nothing compared to what was to
come. I picked up the robe, and found a "baby doll" nightie underneath.
I gazed at it for only a moment before I caught myself stepping into
the panties, and pulling them up my legs. I had a little trouble
getting my penis into them. It stood out rock hard from my body, and I
had to lay it back against my tummy. I slipped the top of the nightie
over my head, and felt the cool nylon fabric caressing my torso as it
floated down over me. My nipples too were now erect, and I could just
make out the outline of their little nubs poking into the fabric when I
looked in the mirror.

I tugged the robe around me, put my feet into a pair of fuzzy slippers,
and trembled all over. To this day I find it difficult to describe what
I felt at that moment. Something changed in me. I felt real and alive
at last! As a boy I always felt as if I were acting a role in costume
in some strange play. This was different. I was normal, the way I
should have always been. I picked up the dolly, and went to the kitchen
for my first breakfast as a girl.

After breakfast I went back to wandering the house in the robe and
nightie. This time I stepped into my parents' room. It was strange
being there especially dressed as I was. This room had always been the
inner sanctum of the whole house. As c***dren we might run roughshod
through the rest of our home, but we always stopped at the door to this
room, looked in, and waited for specific parental permission to enter.
There was something almost sacred about it. It smelled lightly of "Old
Spice" and my mother's perfume. I walked slowly around the room taking
it all in.

I stood before my mother's bureau. I was pretending to be the "mommy"
of the house, and I wondered what a real mommy might keep in the
drawers. I opened one, and saw a delicate pile of silk and lace. I took
out a pair of my mother's panties, and held them up to look at. I knew
at that instant what I had to do. The clothing of a little girl that I
wore would suit me no longer. I was 15 years old, and enough of an
adult to be left alone in the house for the day. Only the clothing of
an adult woman would do.

I may have never been comfortable as a boy, but I could now feel
comfortable as a girl. I needed to know if I could feel comfortable as
a woman! Was this what I had been yearning for all of my 15 years? I
only knew that it felt right, and that it had aroused feelings and
emotions in me that I wanted to explore!

I placed the panties on the bureau, and returned to my sister's room.
There I stripped off the robe, nightie, and slippers, and placed them
on the bed as I had found them. I picked up my pyjamas, and took them
to my room. Then I returned to my parents' room, and stood in front of
the bureau looking into the mirror at myself. I was nude, but I still
clutched the dolly. I was about to go from little girl to woman. This
baby doll was about to start growing up!

My hand fell to the panties on my mother's bureau, and I picked them
up. I examined them slowly. They were white nylon with white lace
panels at the sides. I swallowed hard, stepped into them, and pulled
them up about my hips. The nylon felt cool against my skin. I felt a
rush of excitement flow through me. They felt good! I looked down to
see my penis straining against the filmy material. I pressed it up
against my tummy, and looked into the open drawer.

My hands found a white nylon bra that almost matched the panties. I
slipped my arms through the straps, and reached behind me to fasten it.
I had some trouble with the catch at first, but soon had the bra
secured around my chest. My tiny male breasts did only a little toward
filling out the C-cups, but a couple of pair of stockings did the job
nicely. I looked down at my brand new breasts. I wished in my heart
that they were real!

After a moment of looking, I found a garter-belt and stockings. The
garter-belt was soon around my waist, and the elastic top helped to
hold my penis back against my tummy. The stockings were more of a
problem than I expected, and it took me a while to figure out the best
way to put them on, and hook up the garters. I managed to put a run in
one of the stockings in the process, but I was too excited to care!

I looked at myself in the mirror standing in my parents' room wearing
my mother's lingerie. I was far from beautiful. In fact I looked rather
ungainly, but things felt right! I could not explain it, but in that
lingerie, no matter how bad I looked, I felt like I belonged at last!
Male clothing had always seemed heavy and encumbering, but these light
whisps of nylon and lace made me feel alive! I had now to finish the
job.

In the drawer was a white nylon half slip with lace trim. I put it on,
and looked in the other drawers. They were filled with all sorts of
pretty things. I wanted to try them all! I finally settled on a knitted
pink top, and slipped it over my head. It clung deliciously over my
breasts, and I took a moment to admire the way they looked in the
mirror before moving to the closet. I had seen into my mother's closet
before, and I knew what I wanted next was there. I quickly located the
white skirt with the pink belt. I had seen my mother in this outfit
before, and I had always liked it. I wanted to see how I looked in it.

At the bottom of the closet were the shoes. I took out a pair of white
pumps with four inch heels, and tried them on. They were a little
tight, but I could get into them. I stood unsteadily on them, and my
eyes found the blonde wig on its form on the closet shelf. In a second
it was on my head, and I returned to the bureau for a look.

In the mirror was a strange sight. There was a strange blonde girl
staring back at me. She was rather plain, and perhaps not the prettiest
girl I had ever seen, but the realization that she was me made my heart
skip a beat! I had seen myself in mirrors before, but I had never paid
much attention to the way I looked other than to ensure that my hair
was parted properly. I looked the female me over very carefully.

The first thing I noticed was that my face appeared rather plain for a
girl. It took me a moment to realize that it needed make-up. I looked
down at the bureau, but saw nothing like what I thought I needed. I
started looking through drawers. Soon enough I came upon the drawer
where my mother kept her extra make-up. The tubes, bottles, jars,
compacts, pencils, brushes, and boxes were a mystery. I spent quite a
while sorting through them before I got an idea of what they were all
for. Then I had to chose a color scheme. Since the outfit I was wearing
was pink and white, I chose shades of pink. I decided against using
nail polish then thinking that it would be difficult to remove before
someone else came home.

I applied the make-up the way I thought it should be applied. I am sure
that I looked nothing short of grotesque, but maybe it was not all that
bad after all. I do know that I looked very different when I was
finished, but I also felt all the more female. I felt the way it seemed
I should feel. I knew in my heart that this was right. It was now
11:45AM. I was starting my first day as a woman, and I had almost four
hours of it ahead.

I spent quite some time just looking at myself in a number of mirrors.
I wanted to see my new female incarnation from as many angles as
possible. No matter what view I took, I liked what I saw! Gone were the
shapeless clothes of my male self! Gone were the angular male features
un-softened by make-up! Gone was the feeling of rough wools and cottons
against my skin! Gone was the lanky boy who never could fit into the
role into which he was cast by some perverse misalignment of genetic
material!

In his place was the soft female form into which he should have been
moulded from the first. The feeling of satin and lace caressed her
delicate flesh. The subtle shadings of her make-up blended her features
into a soft balance. The clothing fitted and enhanced her form to set
it off at its best.

I felt wonderful! It did not matter that I would probably not have
passed as a woman on the street that day. I knew that such things would
come in time. All that I cared about was that I had found the real me
at last! The best part of that was that I liked HER!

When most people consider making major changes to their lifestyle, the
first things that they picture themselves doing are the things that
appear to be the most spectacular, or the most fun. I had just made
such a major change to my lifestyle. Indeed, visions of dancing until
dawn in a long sequined evening gown flowed through my mind. Even at
that moment I could picture myself doing it. What really happened,
however, was something much more mundane. I went downstairs, and made
myself some lunch. It was such a simple thing, but the doing of simple
things that day affirmed and validated the woman that I had become. The
spectacular is usually done by a character in a dream, but the mundane
is done by real people every day. I was indeed real as a woman, and I
did those "every day" things to prove it.

Doing all of those mundane things made me feel very good indeed. I
walked all over the house just to listen to the click of my high-heels
as I walked. I moved in the chair and on the sofa in the living room
while I sat watching television just to see the different ways that my
skirt as I changed position. I bent, twisted, and moved in as many ways
I could think of to catch glimpses of different parts of my now female
anatomy in different ways. I did all that I could that a woman might do
that day. I had a lot of time to make up for.

I liked the way that my female clothing felt. By 1:30PM, I was becoming
sexually aroused by that fact, and all that had happened that day.
Somehow I found myself back in my parents' room staring at myself in
the mirror. I wondered what would I look like to a man. I slid my skirt
up to expose the creamy skin above my stockings. I liked how that
looked! I did it again. Soon I was sexually teasing myself in the
mirror. My hand went to the zipper at the back of my skirt. I undid it,
and slid the skirt to my feet. I was doing a striptease for myself, and
I was enjoying both sides of it!

Before long I wore only panties and bra, and I lay down on my parents'
bed. I had never laid there before. It always seemed almost sacred.
This was where my father fucked my mother! I looked down my body to see
my penis straining against the thin panties that I wore. It seemed to
harden even more with the thoughts of them together here! I touched it,
and a shiver ran through me. I rubbed at the bottom of the head with
just the tip of my middle finger like a woman masturbating her clit. My
breath came in excited gasps. I bounced my ass on the bed thinking of
what it could be like to have a man fucking me! My release was copious.
I came in long spurts. It soiled my panties, but I did not care. I had
found what I should always have been!

The clock said 2:20PM. My mother would soon be home. I arose, and took
off the bra and wig. I carefully placed everything back where I had
found it. Then I went to my room for a robe, and went into the
bathroom. I was just starting to take off my make-up when I heard my
mother entering the house. She called to me from downstairs, and I
answered that I was going to take a bath. I got the last of my make-up
off when I realized that I was still wearing my panties. I slipped them
off, and held them up for a look before putting them into the pocket of
my robe. My mother would think that they were lost in the laundry. They
really were my panties now!

= = * = =

Margo and I plopped into two chairs in the living room of the apartment
we now shared. Boxes, bags, and packages from our shopping spree to get
me a complete female wardrobe lay all about the room. I was tired! I
kicked off my high-heeled shoes to give my feet a rest. I knew Margo
wanted to go to "The Gilded G****" tonight as she did every Saturday
night, but I was not sure that I was up for it. I did want to wear some
of my pretty new things, and I liked the atmosphere of the club, so I
knew that we would wind up there.

"Well, Bobbi," said Margo at length, "shall we put these things away?"
It took me a moment to gain my feet, but soon we were in my bedroom
with all of the parcels. Margo sat on the bed opening things, and
passing them to me to be put away. I only had a minimum of male
clothing there. Just enough so that I could work at my male job until I
could find work as a woman as I knew I would, and that clothing I kept
tucked away in the bottom drawers of the bureau. There was plenty of
room for the things I had just purchased.

"We should get ready to go out soon, Bobbi," Margo said as the last
soft and lacy piece of my new feminine attire was gently placed in the
drawer. "All right," was all I said in response. I was tired, but I
sort of did want to go out. I had to live in male clothing all week at
my job, so I relished every moment I could spend as a woman. Margo
worked as a woman as a clerk in a store, and I too wanted a job as a
woman. That all made the time that I could spend in a dress all the
more precious to me. I knew that a shower and a change of clothes would
perk me up enough to go out.

There were two other problems to going out with Margo that evening.
Margo liked going to "The Gilded G****" on Saturday nights, and Margo
liked going to "The Gilded G****" on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday,
Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday nights too! The problem was that Margo
was an alcoholic! She kept it enough under some control so that it did
not affect our situation together then, but it caused quite a number of
problems for us later as it got worse. I enjoyed a drink or two at the
bar, of course, but I did not want to try to keep up with her drink for
drink as she always tried to get me to do.

The other problem was that Margo turned tricks for cash with some of
the men who liked Drag Queens that came into "The Gilded G****" to
supplement her income. She had gotten me into doing that once, and I
would probably do it again, but I did not want to tonight. She usually
took them to one of the sleazy hotels in the Times Square area, so I
would have the apartment to myself for a while later tonight when I
came home. Bringing a trick up here was reserved for only a few of her
special regulars like Frank who we had brought here last week. I just
wanted to somehow insure that I could watch television later without
having to listen to the sounds of Margo getting fucked in the next
room.

I had a word with Margo about all of this while we were getting
showered and dressed. I told her that I wanted to try some things on my
own when we went out that night. After all, I had been in public for a
week as a woman, but she had been with me to advise and direct for
every minute of that time. I told her that I appreciated her help, but
I wanted to see how I could handle things as a woman for myself. It was
as much true as it was a ploy to get around the problems, and perhaps
more true than anything else. I did want to feel what it was like to be
a woman on my own.

Margo took it well, and went along with it. "So the little bird wants
to fly on her own?" she joked. "That is fine with me. It's about time
that you did! You are as much woman as I can make you now. The rest is
up to you!" I knew that she was right. I thought that I was just
getting by a couple of problems, but the time had come for me to leave
the nest. I was a woman now, and if I wanted to continue being one, I
had to go out on my own, and do it.

This Baby Doll was growing up a little more. It had started with the
panties from my mother's bureau four years earlier, and this was the
third step. For a moment my mind wandered back to that second step in
between when I lost my virginity to a man!

= = * = =

It was only about four months after the first time I had dressed as a
woman in my mother's clothes that it happened. I was left alone a few
other times since that first day in Drag, and each time I headed
directly for my mother's bureau to dress. I was getting better at it,
and I even seemed to be having some of the same feelings toward things
that a woman might have. At 16 years old I was awakening sexually more
and more each day, and that sexual awakening was in an attraction to
men as sexual partners, and not to women. It just felt natural that way
to me.

I fantasized about what it might be like to be seduced by a man as a
woman. I would lie in my parents' bed in one of my mother's filmy
nighties, and pretend that I was being made love to by a man. I would
hold one of my father's king-sized pillows to me making believe that it
was my man. I would slide the hem of the nightie up to my belly, and
roll onto my back. Then pull the pillow on top of me, and masturbate to
climax while bouncing on the bed as if I was being fucked by a man. I
wanted it to happen for real! I did not have long to wait.

I grew up in Union City, NJ. Not very far from where we lived was a
vacant lot on the edge of the Hudson River Palisades. Looking straight
down from the cliff, you could see the entrance ramps for the Lincoln
Tunnel. Looking out across the river, you could see New York City. In
the lot was the ruins of the foundation of an old building. A few
people would sit on the ruins or park in the lot to watch the ships on
the river, and just enjoy the view. You could also find a rather
treacherous path or two that led down the cliff to some more secluded
ledges for sitting and watching. This all amounted to the local
"Lover's Lane" in the evenings. I, however, was a daytime watcher, and
so was an older man who seemed to enjoy watching me more than the
river!

He was about 35 years old, or maybe a year or two younger when we met.
He worked a night shift, and sometimes spent the afternoon sitting on
the wall, and watching the river like I did after school. I know now
that he was cruising almost anyone who came into the lot, bit in those
days I was still a little naive to such things.

He was about 6'1" tall with black hair, and looked very Italian. He was
well muscled, but with just a tiny bit more tummy than he should have
to make his physique perfect. We had talked a few times, so I knew that
his name was Don, but not much more about him. I was about to learn a
great deal more on that day!

I was sitting on the wall watching a cruise ship dock on the other side
of the river when he sat down beside me. We greeted each other, and
talked for a while about the ship. While we were talking, a car with a
man and woman inside pulled into the lot behind us. Don and I took
little notice at first, but after a little while I turned to see the
couple in the car kissing, and the man touching the woman's breast.

Don looked too for a moment, and turned back to me saying, "Do you
think he'll get a feel of her pussy too?" I replied with only a smile,
but as I did I shifted my seat a bit, and touched my crotch. In my
youth, I was getting somewhat excited by the scene. I was also thinking
of what it would be like to be that woman getting my breast, and maybe
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