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This is a grown up story for grown up people. If you are under 18 then please keep playing Quake - this one's not for you. If you don't like stories about transsexuals then please don't read on - it will only make you angry. Billie would not have been born without the inspiration, encouragement and patience of my best friend, mentor and shoulder to cry on, Elaine. So this story is dedicated to her. If you haven't already done so, please download and read her stories - they are wonderful. I would welcome your comments and feedback about Billie. If you like it or hate it please let me know why at [email protected]. This story is copyright nikkie 1998, 1999 Billie and the Bordello by Nikkie Billy Billy was in deep trouble. He was used to trouble, of course. It followed him around like a bad smell. But this was different. He breathed deeply and slowly, trying to get his heart beat back to something approaching normal. The adrenaline streaming through his veins made that next to impossible. He sat down suddenly, his legs shaking from the shock of what had just happened. Billy shook his head as if to deny the truth; that someone had just tried to kill him. He was sure of it. The man standing behind him on the crowded Underground platform had deliberately pushed him into the path of that speeding train. How Billy had managed to miss the live rail and fall into the gully beneath the rails was something known only to God. His small frame probably helped save him. Billy instinctively held onto a bolt that was embedded in the concrete track as the train screeched above him. He could see the sparks from the deafening wheels so close beside his head. The ground shook and he felt that he was going to die. Eventually the train stopped but by that time it had passed over him completely. It was only then that he could hear the women in the crowd screaming as they were sure he was dead. Light suddenly flooded back as the train passed on and a panicky male voice told him to keep still...very still. Billy didn't need any second telling as he lay rigid with terror under the tracks, his eyes wide open. The power was turned off and the station staff slowly helped him from the tracks and back up onto the platform. There was a big cheer as the crowd suddenly realised that he had survived. "Christ, you're lucky," the guard said. "We had someone chopped to bits here last week!" Someone had called the police and ambulance and they had arrived as Billy was helped to the platform. A tough looking female paramedic asked: "You alright, love?" Billy nodded and said, "Yea, I'm OK but a bit wobbly on my legs" The paramedic quickly checked him over and seemed satisfied that Billy was, in fact, in one piece. "You should come with us to hospital for a check up", she said. Shaking his head Billy said "No..No I'm OK really. Just need to get my wind." A policeman appeared at his side. "OK then, can you tell me what happened, sir? Billy was about to tell him that he'd been pushed when he thought better of it and merely said, "I slipped on the edge. There was a big crowd and I was at the front and I just slipped onto the track." A bystander chipped in "Yea ..there's always too many people on this platform. They ought do something about it!" The policeman asked for Billy's age, name and address. "I am 18, my name is Tony, Tony Hatch." Billy said "32 Duke Street in Walworth" His dentist's address was the only real false address Billy could remember at that point. Billy had recovered enough of his wits to know he had to get away quickly before the policeman started asking personal questions. The policeman turned to talk to the paramedic and Billy took his chance melting into the crowd running and pushing his way out to the street. He ran on for a few hundred yards down the crowded street filled with shoppers. He came to an alleyway and dived in . He walked to the dark recess of the alley and finally had to stop, his heart thumping in his chest, breath roaring in his ears. He found a wooden crate and sat down trying to catch his breath. Sitting there, he said to himself, "Oh, shit! How the hell am I going to get out of this?" He was sweaty and filthy from his escape and flight as he slowly headed home to his small flat in Battersea. He was sure that the police would be looking for him after his sudden departure. He stuck to the dark streets and shadows and every so often he stopped and looked around, but he couldn't tell if he was being followed. By this time his heart rate was back under control and he started to relax a little. Doubts about what had happened crept into his mind. What if it had been an accident? Was he imagining it? He'd always had an overactive imagination. By the time he had made it to his front door he had convinced himself he was mistaken. He reached out with his front door key and found the door swung open by itself. He froze. From somewhere he managed to find the courage to get through the door and into the flat. It was a war zone. Everything had been ransacked. Furniture and clothes were strewn everywhere. Anything not fixed permanently down had been torn to pieces or shredded. Billy could no longer deny the truth. They were out to get him-for good. A movement caught his eye. Oddly enough, in the midst of the chaos his lap top computer was on the bed and had been left switched on. The screen saver was running. So someone had been trying to get into his files. Billy knew he had to leave quickly but he had the sense to grab the laptop and its case and then bolted through the door and out into the street. He knew what he had to do now. His mind had cleared quickly and he realised there was one person who could help him - Sam. The same Sam who had got him into this mess. Billy had to contact Sam. And there was only one way he could do that-with the laptop. Sam It had begun innocently enough. Billy had been into computers for a long time. He had never been able to fit in with the male posturing and aggression at his all boys' school. His slender build and good looks, together with a dislike of the usual male activities of sports and drinking marked him out. The other boys felt he was slightly odd and left him alone most of the time. Of course, his build and looks attracted the homosexual boys and Billy was pursued occasionally by some that were interested in him for their predatory sexual needs. Billy was happy enough to play along with the mutual masturbation and even allowed one boy to suck his cock a few times. But after one particularly aggressive groping in the showers, Billy decided enough was enough and made it clear he wanted no more. This, of course, left him even further isolated and Billy's reaction was to become obsessive about his computing. The school had an excellent computer facility and with the help of an enthusiastic teacher, Billy soon acquired a high level of technical skill and a reputation as a nerd. Billy became fascinated with hacking. At first this was restricted to breaking passwords for things like shareware programmes. But as with all obsessions Billy was driven to riskier things. The school computer files proved to be a pushover and Billy even altered some of his tormentors' grades - downwards of course. He rapidly spread his wings and he broke into more and more systems. But the day he discovered the Internet was a watershed for Billy. The whole world opened up for him on his computer screen and from that day he was hooked. By this time Billy had left school and worked for a large company in IT Support. Although this placed him in the corporate hierarchy somewhere below the tealady in most of the other employee's eyes, Billy didn't mind because it gave him access to all the computing power he could ever have dreamed of. Billy also discovered he could make friends on the Internet. Whereas in real life he found it difficult to form relationships easily, on the Internet it was different. Billy became a frequent visitor to a large number of the chat rooms that sprang up all over the Web. Here he could be himself and people accepted him for what he was, and Billy for the first time felt at ease with himself. One thing Billy had discovered early was cybersex. He had become adept at meeting people on line and indulging in his fantasies with them simply by typing words onto the screen. Billy had been using one chat room a lot recently and had seen the name Sam logged in frequently, but Sam never seemed to join in - seemed happy to watch everything. One evening in the middle of a session he found himself being pm'd by Sam. "hello billy" the words appeared on his screen. "hi sam. How r u? M or F?" Billy responded. "F billy" "where u from sam?" "london, billy" "me too sam" "I know, billy" "you want to cyber, sam?" "can we just chat first, billy?" "surething" "good, billy, hows your day been?" Billy liked the fact that Sam seemed keen to get to know him unlike most of the others who just wanted to cyberfuck as quickly and as often as possible. Sam wanted to know how Billy felt, what he liked to do, how he spent his day. Before long Billy was opening up to Sam in a way he had never done to anyone else on line. They swapped e-mail addresses and promised to meet again the next day. Billy wondered all day whether Sam would come back and his heart skipped a beat when he saw her name in the chatroom. They met nearly every night on-line after that first time as well as swapping e-mails if they couldn't get to meet. Billy found himself looking more and more eagerly towards their sessions and now talked pretty much only to Sam on-line. He had a passing thought that this was more like a real seduction than anything he had experienced in real life. Eventually, just like a real seduction their messages began to get hotter and hotter. Through the keyboard and screen they began to explore their desires and fantasies, uninhibited by reality. They played out every wish and dream that Billy had ever thought of and a few that Sam suggested that Billy had never considered. Billy even agreed one night to reverse their roles and he became the female partner with Sam as a male character. This turned into one of their hottest and most erotic sessions as Sam threw herself into the gender change. Billy found this a little difficult at first but as Sam began to play the dominant role he found himself thinking and acting more and more easily as a girl and becoming strangely submissive to Sam. Later, after he had logged off Billy began to feel troubled about that session. He couldn't forget it, but he didn't know why. Sam never suggested it again and Billy was a little scared to, but he knew he wanted to. One night Sam came on but seemed really disturbed and wasn't her usual confident, leading self. Billy asked "sam, whats up?" "oh some personal problems billy" "can I help?" "don't think so billy. I'm in a bit of trouble" "tell me sam. Two heads better than one" "well I did some work for a company recently and I just found out they have got some info on me on file" "whats the problem with that sam?" "well its about some stuff I did a few years ago which might have been a little illegal" "isn't that like being a little pregnant? It either is or isn't illegal LOL" "billy this is serious, if they use this I could go to jail" "wow sam can't you ask for it back" "billy these aren't people you just say please to" "oh" Sam had logged off then before Billy could ask any more. He wondered if he had upset Sam with his attitude and wanted to apologise as soon as possible. The next few nights Sam wasn't logged in to any of their usual haunts and Billy began to miss Sam badly. He had not realised just how strong his feelings had become for Sam and he began a frantic search on-line for Sam. No-one in the chat rooms had seen her logged in recently and Billy began to feel he might have blown it completely. He couldn't believe how much he missed Sam now she was gone. He felt lost and angry with himself and swore that if he ever found her again he would make it up to her. Then, a couple of nights later when Billy had become really depressed he logged in to one of their usual chatrooms and he was elated to see her name logged in. He jumped on to the keyboard to send her a private message. "sam? "yes billy" "where have u been? i've missed u" "why? u weren't very nice to me last time" "i'm sorry sam, i didn't want to upset u. u mean a lot to me" "it didn't seem so last time billy" "sam, i'm really sorry, i don't want to lose u .i didn't know it was so serious" "billy, it is serious" "sam, can i help?" "only getting that file back will help" "sam, is it on computer?" "yes billy I think so" "ok ..give me the name of the company, telephone numbers, websites, anything you know about them" "what you going to do, billy?" "wait and see" Sam had e-mailed the information to Billy later that day. Billy had assembled a battery of hacking tools and techniques and using the computers at his work he felt it would be easy enough to get into the database. Billy was always amazed at how easy it was to hack into most companies. Their computer security was in general feeble and pathetically easy to bypass. The company was called The Carter Clinic and appeared to be a private health clinic. Billy idly wondered how that could possibly lead to anything dangerous and guessed that Sam might have used the Clinic and hadn't paid the bill or something and was too embarrassed to tell him. As soon as he began to work on this he realised that this company in fact did take its security seriously. They had fenced the computers in pretty effectively and Billy found it difficult to work out how to get in through the firewalls and other barriers in place. At this point Billy felt the rush of a challenge. He wanted to do this for Sam but now he also wanted to do this to prove to himself that he could. A dangerous course for an obsessive personality to take. He thought constantly about how to crack the security, talked to a few hacker friends on-line and almost despaired at one point. Then, he found his breakthrough. Sometimes, when people try to make sure they have locked all the windows and double bolted the back door they pop out for a few minutes and leave the front door key under the door mat. One afternoon, Billy found the front door key. He couldn't quite believe it. There was his way in, right in front of him. Whoever designed the security system had left a tiny opening for himself to squeeze in quickly if he needed to without triggering the security systems. And Billy had found it. Billy went in through the opening in a flash. He quickly searched for a database and found what looked like a client record system. Sam had said that her records would be in their client system but she didn't know what name they might have it recorded against. Billy decided to download the whole file and rapidly set to work to get it done quickly. He knew he couldn't hang around long and although he had covered his tracks well he never liked being in for any longer than necessary. Luckily the file wasn't so big and after a few minutes the transfer was complete and he logged out of the system. Yes, yes , yes he punched the air in celebration. He had done it. He thought about looking at the file before sending it to Sam but in the end just e-mailed it without looking at it. He was just so pleased with himself for being able to crack a tough one. He logged on that night to find Sam waiting for him, "billy, thank u. I got it ok. u are so clever" "yeah it was tough" "billy, i have to know did u open the file up?" "no just sent it to u" "good billy thank u again. now what should we do to celebrate....?" That had been last night. And now Billy was running for his life. He knew he had to get to Sam to warn her and get some help. By now it was getting near to lunchtime and he headed for the local library. He found a quiet corner and connected his laptop to his mobile phone. He dialled up his ISP and e-mailed Sam asking her to meet him in their favourite chat-room urgently. He waited a while and prayed that Sam was checking her e-mail regularly. Logging on he nearly screamed out loud when he saw her name. "sam somethings happened we're in trouble" "billy, whats up?" Billy quickly explained what had happened, "sam what can I do?" There was no answer. "sam?" No answer "sam? are u there?" "sam what can i do?" "billy, ok calm down it will be alright, I promise u. I want u to meet me this evening" "where?" "i'll give you directions. make sure you're not followed. its a place called the club tropicana" Club Tropicana Billy pushed open the door and walked straight into the bar. Inside, the lighting was so subdued he had to stop to let his eyes adjust to the dark. The Club Tropicana consisted of a single, long room with a bar on one side and a row of booths on the other side. Lou Reed's Walk on the Wild Side was playing on the sound system and the room was filled with smoke and the earthy scent of alcohol and warm bodies. Billy saw men and women standing at the bar and sitting together in the booths. Billy heard someone laughing out loud and turned his head to see. His eyes had now adjusted to the gloom and he saw that it was a large blonde girl who had laughed. Or to be more accurate he now realised with a shock it wasn't a blonde girl but a guy dressed as a girl. His head snapped round the room, his eyes now wide with surprise. All around him what he had thought were girls were in fact men dressed as women. His mouth must have been open as the blonde walked over to him and said in a deep and husky voice, "You looking for someone in particular, honey? Or will I do?" Billy's mouth was opening but nothing was coming out. "Lay off Benice, he's with me", said a soft voice behind him. "OK, Sam No harm in trying is there?" laughed Benice. Billy's head jerked round to find he looking straight into the most beautiful face he had ever seen. "Sam?" Billy managed to ask. "Yep, Billy , the one and only", the girl said before moving quickly forward and kissing him on the lips. Her tongue flashed between his teeth into his mouth and flicked his tongue before withdrawing just as quickly. His face must have been a picture as she stepped back and laughed. "You can close your mouth now Billy!" She put her arm through his and walked him to an empty booth. They sat down and a waitress appeared out of nowhere. "I'll have a white wine please Lisa, and Billy, what do you want?" asked Sam. Billy was staring at the waitress who was wearing a skin tight top over her ample breasts and a short black mini skirt revealing a pair of legs that a supermodel would have been proud of. "What do you want buster?" the girl said in an unmistakably male voice. "Billy, answer Lisa please. Its very rude to stare at the girls" "A scotch please" he managed to say. Lisa disappeared and Billy turned to Sam "Are you a, a, a .....?" he stumbled. "A what, Billy? Human being? Martian? Piscean?" "No, I mean everyone else here is..." his voice trailed off. "I am what you see, Billy." Sam replied. "Oh right," said Billy still confused by what he was seeing. "Why meet here? I mean they seem to know you here.." he ran on. "Well for one, I have a little investment in this club and secondly, I think the guys chasing you might stand out a little here don't you think?" "Oh yeah. Hadn't thought of that" he said mesmerised as he watched a gorgeous black "girl" at least six feet tall bend down to kiss a man six inches shorter. Billy turned back to look at Sam properly for the first time. Now he could see that his first impression was borne out. She was devastating. Jet black hair cut to surround her face. Hazel eyes stared back at him from a face that with its high cheeks and delicately curved eyes must have had some oriental background. Full lips were highlighted with red lipstick and dark red lip liner and he could see ornate silver earrings dangling from her ears. The thin straps of her dress drew attention to her narrow shoulders and a simple silver necklace hung around her thin long neck. "Hong Kong Chinese grandmother and Scots Guard grandfather, if you're wondering." She smiled as she said it. " Oh, no, I mean, you're beautiful" said Billy. For the first but not the last time Billy had the impression Sam could read his mind. "Why thank you, Billy. I like you too!" This time she laughed aloud and Billy felt something jump in his chest as he watched the perfect white teeth flash in the gloom. Lisa arrived back with the drinks and Sam let her leave before speaking again. "Now, tell me exactly what happened, Billy. And don't leave anything out." Billy quickly retold the story of what had happened that day. It was only a few hours since everything had started but to Billy it now seemed like it had been going on for weeks. Sam listened intently; not interrupting Billy and keeping her eyes fastened intently on Billy's face. Billy finished his story and his drink at the same time. Sam spoke for the first time since Billy had started. "You didn't keep any of the files did you, Billy?" She asked, her eyes fixed on his. "NO, no, everything went to you Sam. Frankly, I still don't know what was in them. What have you got me into?" "All in good time Billy. Now Billy, I think we'd better get out of here." Sam rose and Billy tried to follow but it seemed his legs wouldn't work. He was trying to move but he couldn't seem to feel his legs. He started to call out to Sam but his throat was tight and dry. As the darkness rushed in to swallow him up the last thing he saw was Benice walking towards him, a smile breaking out across her face............... Sam's Place Billy awoke slowly. He felt as if each part of his body was waking up separately, and his brain was the last bit to come round. He shook his head to try and clear it and immediately wished he hadn't as he felt a headache begin to pound behind his eyeballs. "OOOww", he said out loud. He was lying flat out, and he tried tentatively to open his eyes. Light flooded into his eyes making his head feel worse. He tried to raise himself and found he couldn't move his arms. As full consciousness returned he realised his hands were tied, no handcuffed, he realised behind his back. He moved his head to try and see where he was. It was a large room, painted white and decorated in a kind of modern minimalist style. Expensive looking paintings hung from the walls and there were a few pieces of equally expensive furniture around. "AH sleeping beauty awakes!". He heard a voice say from behind him and then Sam walked into his line of sight. "What have you done to me?" whimpered Billy. "Nothing terminal Billy. Don't worry. I just want to be sure about you first and a couple of precautions to bring you here seemed in order. A little something to make you sleep as we got you here and the cuffs to make sure you don't try anything silly", she replied as she sat down in a chair opposite Billy. She crossed her legs and the same short dress she had been wearing at the club fell away from her legs. Even in the state he was in Billy felt that lurch again in his chest as he looked at her. "What will you do to me?" his voice now stronger as the drug wore off. "If you're who I think you are, nothing. If you're not, then maybe I'll let Benice decide what to do with you." Sam shrugged as she spoke, "At the moment I happen to believe you, but if at any time I have cause to reconsider that opinion it won't be good for you" "I told you the truth", Billy almost shouted. "I really hope so, because I really like you Billy. Now I promised you some answers." She uncrossed her legs and sat forward in the chair. Billy's eyes widened as Sam's legs parted slightly to show an area of shadow that Billy had to look at because of the angle his head lay. "The files I asked you to get from the Carter Clinic weren't mine. The Carter Clinic is a front for a very high-class sex club run for extremely wealthy businessmen and politicians. Very discrete, very expensive. They can satisfy pretty much any sexual need for a price. Their clientele are very influential people and I wanted to get hold of the information in their records and needed somebody to help me get them. I guess you weren't as clever at covering your tracks as you thought. Somebody came after you to try to get the files back. Simple as that." "Simple as that!", screamed Billy. "I was almost killed today and all you can say is "Simple as that" "Now Billy, don't get mad. I can't undo what has been done and I admit I hadn't planned for this to happen. It has though and we have to deal with it." Sam said calmly. "Deal with it? I'll deal with it," shouted Billy, "I'll go to the police." "And tell them what? And what if you don't make it to the police? Face it Billy, I'm your best and only chance right now." Billy had to admit that his options were pretty limited and began to calm down. "Billy, I feel I need to make it up to you a little and there's only one way I can do that right now." Sam got up from the chair and walked across to Billy. She bent down and kissed him on the lips. He again felt her push into his mouth and attack his tongue with hers. She broke away and pulled him easily first to a sitting position and then to his feet. Billy was surprised at how strong she was but he was still reeling from the news she had given him to really notice. Sam held Billy by the arm and led Billy into the bedroom. There was a lamp on one of the bedside tables and Sam switched it on and covered the shade with a pink silk scarf she had produced from somewhere. The pale pink light washed over the room creating intimate pools of light and shade. Sam led Billy to the foot of the bed and pushed him backwards onto the bed. "Sit down please Billy", said Sam His hands locked firmly behind him, Billy had no choice but to sit down. Sam stood in front of him, looking down on Billy's upturned face. Billy felt anticipation and desire mixing together in his body. Crossing her hands in front of her Sam began to slip the tiny straps of her dress from her shoulders until they slipped down her arms. Sam slowly licked her tongue across her full red lips, which brought a little moan from Billy. "Do you like this Billy?" Sam murmured. "There's much more to come" Sam let the front of the dress fall away to reveal her large breasts encased in a beautiful strapless black lace trimmed bra. Her nipples were clearly visible through the lace cups and Billy could see they were already hard and pointed. Sam moved forward and hitching her dress up she placed her knees either side of Billy's legs and lowered herself onto Billy's lap. Billy felt the blood rushing in his ears as Sam slid onto his lap. His cock was now as hard as he had ever known and it was trying to burst through his trousers. With a fast flowing movement Sam pulled the flimsy dress up and over her head to reveal her clad only in the black lace bra and panties. Billy was now desperate to touch this beautiful girl. "Sam, please take these cuffs off" He pleaded. "Oh no Billy," replied Sam. "Believe me, It will be even better this way my love." Sam began to roll her hips, moving up and down on Billy's now rock like erection. Billy felt he would faint with the lust that this simple movement was producing. Moving closer to Billy, Sam pushed her left breast covered with lace into Billy's lips. Billy opened his mouth hungrily and felt the nipple harden through the bra cup. Sam reached behind and unhooked the bra and let it fall to the floor. Billy moaned out loud as he saw Sam's magnificent breasts fall loose in front of him. "Sam you're so beautiful", he said and plunged his mouth over her nipple. Sam felt Billy's tongue flick against her nipple and then his lips began to suck the nipple making it even harder and larger then ever. Her head went back as her sensitive nipple was teased by Billy's tongue. She put her hands around his head and pulled him tighter onto her breast. Billy's teeth just nipped the tip of her nipple. "MMMmmmm, " whispered Sam as the feelings built within her. Sam moved away from Billy and stood up in front of him. She raised her hands and pushed them through her hair, allowing Billy a view of her magnificent body. Billy could hardly believe what was happening to him. Unable to touch and teased by the sight of Sam, Billy felt he would burst with lust and desire. He idly wondered if Sam worked out, as her body was well toned and muscular. Her shoulders were strong and her thighs firm and athletic. Billy didn't dwell on this as Sam pushed her thumbs into her panties and rolled them down her legs and kicked them away. She stood still for Billy to see the line of her belly as it descended into a neatly trimmed bush of black hairs. The light and the angle she stood at created shadows that his eyes couldn't penetrate. "Billy, do you want me to kiss your cock?" Sam asked, as she looked down on him, her body now totally naked. Billy found his voice had gone and could only nod his agreement. Sam smiled that soft lazy smile of hers " I thought so Billy" She dropped to her knees and her fingers found his cock through the trousers. She squeezed and rubbed his cock as she kissed him, her tongue darting into Billy's mouth. He felt her hands undo his belt, heard the ssss of the zip descending. Suddenly he could feel his rigid cock spring free from his trousers. Sam's lips left his lips and her head moved down to his trousers and Billy first felt and then watched as her tongue touched the tip of his cock. He instinctively moved his hips forward in his anxiety. Sam pulled back: "Billy, don't move unless I tell you to. Ok?" She moved her head back to his crotch and he again felt her tongue touch his cock. This time she licked around the head as she slid her nails along the length of his shaft from the tip to the root. The feel of those talons on his cock made him jump and throw his head back in delicious fear. Sam tasted the pre-cum that had formed on the tip of Billy's cock and tried to push her tongue into the slit. She began to lick more aggressively, swirling her tongue around the end of his shaft. Her fingers now moved to cradle his balls and again he felt the pinpricks as her nails scratched his ball sack. He was now almost out of control as Sam began to engulf his cock with her mouth. She moved her head to and fro, at each stroke taking more of his cock deeper into her mouth. Billy could feel her tongue swirling faster and faster, her lips tight around the length of her shaft. Billy felt the familiar pressure growing within his groin and he moaned with pleasure. Sam recognised the signs and stopped sucking. Her fingers began to fondle his balls and Billy writhed in ecstasy as he felt those fingernails on that most tender of parts. "Have you ever had a Thai foot massage?" asked Sam. Billy could only shake his head. He didn't trust his voice to work right now. Sam stood up again and moved back from Billy, who was almost panting with desire for her. She picked up a chair and sat on it straight in front of Billy then raised one leg and put her foot onto his knee. He could now clearly see her neatly trimmed black bush of pubic hair surrounding her pussy lips. Sam moved her foot towards his cock and began to massage it with the side of her foot. He would not have believed how sensuous this could be she rhythmically rocked her foot against his cock. Sam raised the other foot and placed it on the other side of Billy's cock, then began to rhythmically move her feet up and down his erection. He looked down and could not believe how this was making him feel. Her feet were so soft and sensuous that he felt it was a velvety glove around his throbbing cock.. He closed his eyes as Sam continued to caress him with her toes. "Billy, look at me " she ordered. He opened his eyes and saw that Sam had moved her hands to her breasts. Her fingers began to play with her nipples. They were already hard and standing out, but he believed he saw them grow bigger as Sam rubbed and kneaded her breasts. Her head went back and her eyes closed as she rolled and tweaked her nipples with her long red fingernails. Whilst one hand continued it's assault on her breasts, she moved the other down her belly lightly touching the skin until it reached her pussy. He watched as her finger began to circle the entrance and then dart in and then out. She began to moan softly as the pleasure within began to drive her fingers faster and faster. Billy could not stand it any longer. "Sam, please I need you now", he pleaded. Sam opened her eyes suddenly, looking almost surprised to find Billy in front of her. She stood up and climbed back onto Billy's lap, his erection now rock hard. She lowered herself gently on to the tip, felt between her legs and guided his cock into her. She took him inch by inch, lowering herself onto him and then raising herself up and then down a little further each time. Billy felt his cock enter her tight pussy and almost passed out as he felt her move up and down. He fell back onto the bed as she began to accelerate her momentum. Sam began to move faster and faster, her hips undulating so quickly now. Billy by now was so sensitive and Sam held his cock so tight in her pussy he felt each movement with every nerve in his body. Sam could feel the heat began to flame in her groin as she pumped up and down. She felt his cock drive deep into her and the pleasure flowed through her whole being. She felt him began to writhe beneath her and she knew he was close. She eased back a little to tease him and to prolong her own pleasure and then drove harder than ever. "Sam, I'm cumming!!!" he shouted as she rode him faster and harder. She felt herself close too. "Yes Billy, yes cum for me!", she screamed. "I'm cumming now!!!" he grunted as the dam burst and he felt himself flood into her pussy. Sam kept riding until she felt her own orgasm overwhelm her and she screamed again. "YES, YES, YES , I'm cumming now. OOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhh" She shook as the orgasm took her and the spasms drove their way through her body. Eventually, she slumped back and Sam let his cock slip from her pussy. "Oh my God" he said as he lay back against the bed. "I enjoyed that Billy" Sam said as she lay on the bed next to him "Did you?" "Oh yes, yes Sam." he could barely speak at that moment he was so spent. Sam lay down beside him and reached out and stroked his cheek with her fingers. She began to trace the shape of his lips with one of her fingernails. Instinctively his tongue flicked out and licked her finger. She thrust her fingers into his mouth. He sucked them feeling the nails hard and sharp against his tongue. His senses began to return and he felt the cuffs chafing against his wrists. "Now will you please take these cuffs off", he pleaded with her. "OK Billy, but you will do what I say, right?" "OK. Ok yes I will, but get these things off please", he begged. Not answering him Sam slid of the bed and wrapped a pale blue, silk kimono robe around her shoulders and tied it at the waist. She produced the key for the cuffs and unlocked them behind his back. He felt them removed and rubbed his wrists where the metal had cut into them. "Was that necessary?" he whined "Did you enjoy it or not Billy?" she said, her direct gaze oddly familiar to him. She was sat on the chair, legs crossed and the silk kimono had opened to reveal her legs. "Yes I did. It was bloody wonderful to tell you the truth" he said. "So stop complaining. Anyway we have other things to think about." She said firmly. "Like what?" "Like getting you safely out of town," she said grimly. Billie Begins "Billy", said Sam "The only way we are going to get you out of this alive is in disguise". Billy nodded, "But as what? This isn't the movies. These things don't happen in real life!" "Oh, you mean like people trying to kill you doesn't happen in real life," said Sam sarcastically. She stood next to Billy seeming to measure him up against herself. She looked him up and down quickly and then looking him directly in the eye spoke firmly, "There is a way, Billy" "How?" replied Billy. "In my clothes, Billy" Sam replied. "Look, we're pretty much the same size. You're slender enough to wear my clothes and with some adjustments to your hair and stuff we can really get you to look enough like a girl to get by" "No, no, no!" said Billy "I can't do that. No way." Sam stood up and held Billy by the shoulders. Not for the first time he wondered at how physically strong she was and how easily she seemed to command him. Sam locked her gaze onto Billy and said firmly, "Billy, if you want me to help you then you have to accept that I'm in charge here. If you don't then I'm afraid that I can't be responsible for what happens." Billy blinked and felt his mouth run dry. He still hesitated, frightened and unsure of what to do. "Billy, I'm waiting!" snapped Sam. "OK" croaked Billy. Sam smiled. "Good boy, Billy", she whispered and kissed him on the lips. Sam disappeared into the bathroom and Billy heard the shower start. Sam reappeared and said to Billy "Right my lad, have a shower. Make sure you wash your hair and shave yourself all over. Not just your face Billy but all over." "Is that really necessary?" Billy complained. "Billy", said Sam firmly "What did I just say? I'm in charge, right?" Billy entered the bathroom, undressed and did as he had been told. The hot water hitting his body drained away the tension from the day and he began to feel better. He washed his hair in the fragrant shampoo he found and dried himself. He found a lady razor and some cream in the bathroom cabinet and began to shave himself. He never had much hair growth any way so it wasn't that difficult but it made him feel odd. Showering again after finishing, he felt the water rush over his smooth body. It felt nice he had to admit. He wrapped a towel around himself and walked into the bedroom. Sam stood there with some clothes laid out on the bed. He saw what looked like white silk panties and bra together with a dark skirt and a white silk blouse. Billy stopped dead. "They're not for me are they?" he stammered. Sam walked up to him and held his shoulders forcibly. "Of course they are Billy, I'm not going to say this again. If you don't do exactly as I say I cannot help you. Is that clear?" Billy nodded; knowing Sam had the upper hand. Sam moved towards Billy and pulled away the towel. His sudden nakedness made him feel defenceless and vulnerable. Billy stood as Sam had told him too. His fight had gone, his will transferred to Sam. She moved in front of him and knelt down on one knee, the pair of panties in her hand. She said, "Raise your foot please Billy". He did so, leaning on Sam's shoulder. She slid his foot into the panties and said, "now the other please Billy". Again he complied and the other foot was placed in through the scrap of silk. Sam eased the panties up his legs. Billy felt the sheer silk against his smooth legs and almost gasped aloud as she pulled the panties up and over his hips to cover his cock and balls. Her fingers adjusted the fit against him, her fingernails brushing against his cock, which twitched involuntarily. Sam picked up a matching silk bra and quickly moved behind Billy, slipping first one arm and then the other into the straps. Billy could not have moved if he had wanted to. The feelings he was experiencing as the bra tightened against his chest were overwhelming him. His nipples hardened as the material pulled against them. He felt scared and excited at the same time. He looked down to see his cock tenting out the front of the white silk panties. He almost moaned out loud. Moving quickly, Sam reached around Billy's waist and fastened the suspender belt from the back. Billy could feel the straps of the belt loosely touching his thighs and shivered, his erection growing quickly. Sam said, "Sit down Billy please", but he didn't move, so she pushed him down so that he sat on the side of the bed again. Sam asked, "Billy are you OK?" He nodded, unable to compose himself enough to speak because of what he was feeling. Sam opened a packet of stockings and raised Billy's leg in front of him rolling the nylon up over his ankle and knee, fastening it to the suspender belt. Billy almost fainted now, the softness of the nylon sliding over his hairless legs almost too sensual for him to bear. Sam smiled to herself as she sensed Billy's growing excitement at what was going on. She spoke softly, "Billy! You're enjoying this after all aren't you?" Sam walked to the dresser and fetched two breast forms, together with a white silk blouse. She slipped the breast forms between the bra and his skin and adjusted them to fit perfectly. Billy immediately felt the increase in weight and looked down startled to see the way the bra now stood out from his chest. He just couldn't understand how good this felt. A few hours ago and he would have laughed at the idea of wearing panties, a bra and a lace suspender belt. Now, he was not only wearing them, he also had an erection the size of Big Ben. Sam pulled Billy's arms into and through the sleeves of the sheer white blouse and buttoned it from the back. Billy felt he was in a dream as the material settled over his shoulders and chest. The bra now showed clearly through the blouse and Billy idly wondered how it must look from the front. Reading his mind Sam said, "There, that looks good Billy, not long now sweetheart" Reaching behind her Sam produced a short white half-slip and in a trance Billy put his feet through the elastic waist of the slip. Sam pulled the slip up his legs and the feeling against his nylon clad legs almost made Billy come on the spot. He gulped, unable to comprehend the strength of the emotion running through his body. Sam stood back at this point to see the effects of her work. "Mmmm, not bad", she thought to herself. Although Billy still stood almost rooted to the spot, Sam could see that Billy's slender frame and soft face would be more than passable. The feminine lingerie softened his slender body and it was as if he was changing subtly but clearly into a new role. The short blue cotton skirt came next and by this time Billy was almost eager to pull it up over his slip. He wriggled his hips to bring the skirt up to his waist and then waited patiently as Sam fastened the skirt at the back. Almost instinctively Billy's hands went to smooth out the material so the skirt fell straight. Sam hid a smile as Billy's knee bent and he held himself in an unmistakably female shape. This was almost too easy. Sam walked in front of Billy and pushed her hands through Billy's hair drawing it into shape and allowing it to fall over his ears and down almost to his shoulders. It'll do, thought Sam, but a good wash and cut would work wonders. Later, she thought, there will be plenty of time for that. "Time for a little make up now, Billy", said Sam. This snapped Billy out of his reverie. "No, no way", he said. "I'm not going to wear make up". He almost pouted and Sam had to stifle a laugh. Sam said in a reasonable tone, "Billy, we agreed this is the only way to get out of this. If you go out looking like that I promise you you'll get arrested within fifty yards. You have to be convincing". "OK Sam", he whispered. "What's next?" Sam pushed him to the dressing table and sat him in one of the two chairs in the room. She fetched the other and sat directly in front of him their knees almost touching. Reaching over to the dressing table Sam pulled bottles, lipsticks and tubes within easy reach. She turned to Billy and said, "Close your eyes and I want you to open them only when I tell you, understood?" Billy nodded and quickly closed his eyes. Even though his resistance had crumbled away in front of Sam he couldn't quite believe this was happening. With his eyes closed and the feel of his new feminine clothes pulling and holding him in strange places, he felt totally disorientated. He could feel his legs rubbing against each other through the sheer stockings encasing his legs, and the bra holding him tight with it's extra new weight pulling him forward. He was scared, yet excited. Sam began to work. She was a skilled make up artist and quickly laid on a foundation to cover what little beard growth Billy had left. Powder, eyeshadow and blusher all followed. Sam wondered just how easy it was to alter and soften Billy's features. Some artful shadow here and carefully created highlight there all conspired to transform Billy's face. Billy jumped as Sam touched his lips with the lipstick and felt the moist pressure and the strange taste on his lips. "This will hurt a little bit baby, but it will be worth it, trust me", said Sam stretching his skin above his eyes. She plucked all his long hairs quickly and methodically and left him with a fine tapered arch. "ooowww!", Billy screeched as Sam plucked the first of his eyebrows, "That hurt!" he sulked. "Don't be a baby. If this is the worst it gets, count yourself lucky". Billy wondered what she meant, but forgot the remark as Sam plucked again on the other side. "OOOOWWWW!" "Open your eyes. But don't move Billy", ordered Sam. Billy did so and Sam's beautiful face appeared only inches from his eyes. He blinked and tried to focus on her hazel eyes. "Nearly done now", whispered Sam as she applied mascara to each of his upper and lower lashes. "There!", said Sam as she finished. "That should do the trick. You can stand up now." Billy stood up and immediately felt the extra weight of the breast forms and straightened his back to compensate. He could feel the smooth silk against his skin and the way the stockings pulled against the straps of the suspender belt. He looked at Sam and asked: "How do I look?" "Look for yourself" said Sam and pointed to the full-length mirror in the corner of the room. Billy turned towards it and gasped at what he saw. Looking back at him was a smartly dressed girl; short blue skirt and white sheer blouse made her look like an executive secretary perhaps. There was just a hint of a bra showing through the blouse as the material stretched over her breasts. But it was the face that stared back that made his heart leap. It couldn't possibly be him! Her hair fell down to her shoulders and framed Billy's face. Sam's make up job had changed Billy's face completely. His features were softer and his whole face looked narrower, less aggressive. The clever shadowing and highlighting made him look like a girl. And the lips! A dark peach colour had emphasised the fullness of the lips and drew attention away from some of the more masculine angles of his face. Billy stared, and then turned sideways to see his profile in the mirror. First one way and then the other. His hands automatically went to smooth the skirt and the blouse. Sam saw the look of growing happiness in Billy's eyes and she smiled secretly to herself. It was working. She clapped her hands together and blurted "You look brilliant, Billy. This is going to work!" Sam ran to the wardrobe and picked up a pair of shoes and grabbed something from the dresser as she passed. Moving back to Billy she said, "Now for some shoes Billy. We won't go for heels quite yet, but these should fit you Ok" Billy either didn't catch the meaning of Sam's "yet" or choose not to hear it. He stepped into the black leather loafers which looked like his own but which were obviously a woman's' style. Sam came up behind him, pulled back his hair and clipped silver earrings to his ears. They pinched and the weight pulled against his ears, but they glinted in the light and in the mirror looked perfect. "We haven't got time to pierce your ears right now but these will do for the moment." Sam continued. Again Billy didn't react to the implication but continued to stare at himself, or herself. "But I wouldn't dare to go out like this", he breathed. "Well its either this or stark naked" replied Sam. "What do you mean?" asked Billy slowly coming out of his reverie. "Well while you were showering, I got rid of your old clothes" "You did what?" shouted Billy. "Billy, you're shouting again" continued Sam in her calmest tones. "We talked about this already. To get you away we need to do this properly. If you're going to pass as a girl then it's dressing full time. No back sliding!" "But where are we going?" asked Billy, his anger changing into petulance. "Well, I have a very good friend north of the border. We'll be safer out of London. We'd better get going Billy. It's a long train ride to Edinburgh." Night Train Sam had quickly changed, and after giving Billy a few finishing touches with a black leather Mulberry purse and handbag and a jacket to match the skirt he wore, they left in a cab Sam had ordered by phone. Darkness was falling as they crossed London, moving swiftly through the streets as the rush hour was coming to an end. "Billy, you've got to learn a few things about how women behave and look" Sam whispered to Billy in the back of the cab. "Like what?" "Well, for a start when you sit down wearing a skirt, keep your knees and legs together. And when you walk, take smaller steps than usual and try to put each foot directly in front of the other one." "I'll never get away with this." hissed Billy. "Oh yes we will," retorted Sam, "Just watch me and try to copy what I do. If someone speaks to you, just smile and shrug your shoulders. I'll be close by and I'll tell then you're my friend from Slovakia and don't speak any English." Well I just hope we don't bump into any Slovakians, Billy thought to himself. The station was quiet when they arrived and Sam and Billy managed to find the correct platform and their train without any apparent alarms. They found their sleeper compartment and closed the door quickly behind them. They were four berths in the compartment but Sam had booked the whole thing so they weren't going to be disturbed. Although it was late and dark by now, Sam pulled down the blind to give them more privacy. The train jolted once and then began to accelerate out of the station. "Ok, Billy, we're going to go to Edinburgh to meet an old friend of mine. I think it's going to be safer for you to be out of London for a while. I'm sure we haven't been followed and with your new appearance you'll be safe enough in Edinburgh. She has a flat there and I've called ahead and she would love to have us stay for a while." "But how long will I have to stay like this?" he asked so full of self pity that Sam almost laughed out loud. "As long as it takes, Billy. I will take care of you but you must do what I say. If you don't I can't protect you and you know what that might mean" she replied calmly. Billy bit his lip and looked as if he would cry. Sam sat down next to him and put her arm around him and drew him towards her. His head naturally fell onto her shoulder and he felt himself relax as Sam held him close. Billy liked the feeling of sitting there with Sam's arm around his shoulder and he felt safe and secure in the cocoon of the compartment. As the train thundered its way north through the London suburbs, Billy knew that his life was changing, but little did he know just how much. "Sam...." murmured Billy. "Yes, Billy?" "Thank you, Sam." He said, "for everything" Sam hugged him tighter and said, "It's Ok, Billy, you're safe with me." Sam began to stroke Billy's hair with her hand. She found herself drawn to his vulnerability, to the fragility he now displayed as a girl. She continued to stroke his hair and felt him settle closer into her side. Billy had laid both his hands on his lap and Sam now intertwined the fingers of her free hand with his. She turned her head towards Billy and kissed him on the cheek. Billy responded by pressing harder into her and moving their linked hands to his mouth he kissed her hand and sucked her fingers. Sam felt herself grow warm and she turned her head further as Billy moved his head back and they kissed. Billy felt Sam's lips close on his. He could feel their lips slide over each other and the exotic taste and sense thrilled him to the core. His tongue pushed into Sam's mouth and fought a brief skirmish with her tongue before retreating back into his own mouth pursued by Sam's eager advance. Sam broke away and ran her tongue over Billy's lips and Billy moaned as he felt her tongue slip along his lipsticked lips. "Sam" he breathed heavily "What are you doing to me?" "Stop me if you want." replied Sam. Billy's response was to move his mouth to Sam's and lock his lips to hers. Billy put his hand on Sam's thigh and immediately felt her hand move to his nylon covered leg. Her touch on his stockinged legs felt so erotic he thought he might cum there and then. He had never felt a sensation like it before. Her hand moved up his thigh and pushed beneath his skirt. He was in a trance as her hand reached the bare flesh above the stocking and he gasped aloud with delight. His own hand now dared to move up Sam's leg and to his delight he found that she too was wearing stockings. They stopped kissing and Billy opened his eyes to see Sam's hazel eyes watching him through lowered lids. Something briefly reminded him of a bird of prey scrutinising its next victim before he felt his desire wash away the thought. Billy's smile was blissful and Sam knew then that Billy would refuse her nothing. "Billy, will you do something for me?" asked Sam, still looking into Billy's eyes. "Oh yes, Sam. Yes, anything." He breathed. Sam stood up between the two bench seats and leant her back against the door, which she had already locked. "Billy, please kneel in front of me" she ordered. Billy immediately did as Sam had asked and knelt down on the floor in front of her. He had to hitch up his skirt to kneel comfortably and looked up into her face and waited. "Take off my skirt Billy." Sam had slipped on a midi length black skirt with an elastic waist before leaving and Billy merely had to raise his hands and gently pull down the skirt to make it fall to the floor. Sam had also changed into an ivory silk teddy with hold up stockings. Billy nearly fainted when he saw this, inches in front of his eyes. "Now lick my pussy, Billy" commanded Sam. Billy leaned forward and undid the teddy under the crotch and slid his tongue into Sam's now wet pussy. His hands went behind her backside to push her harder into his face. His tongue flicked past the lips and began to dance inside. Sam now had to brace herself against the sides of the compartment as Billy's tongue drove into her. "Billy, harder" she moaned. Instead, he moved slower, his tongue massaging the moist entrance to Sam's love canal. Sam almost shouted with frustration, her hips grinding into Billy's face. He knew for once he had control and toyed with Sam, his tongue darting in and out, teasing and taunting her. "Billy, Billy, fuck me with your tongue!" she almost screamed at him. Billy now drove back in, his tongue found her clit and he began to play with it, his tongue swirling and rolling it around. Sam began to jerk and buck under Billy's tonguing. She writhed as he intensified his action, sucking and licking and twisting his tongue around inside her. "Oh Billy, Billy, Billy fuck me, fuck me" she moaned. Billy could feel her moment was close and pumped harder and harder, until he felt her jerk once then twice more as her orgasm took control. Sam felt the orgasm come from deep within her and bit her lip as the power of it washed over her once then again. "OOOOhhhhhh, Billy " "OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhh" She threw her head back as the orgasm peaked and then slumped forward as it passed. She looked down at Billy's head as he continued to lap happily at her pussy and she gently moved his head away and drew him up from his knees. She kissed him to savour the taste of herself on his lips and held him tight to her. "Did you enjoy that, Sam?" asked Billy and Sam laughed "What do you think, Billy?" Charlotte It was still dark and cold when they eventually arrived at Edinburgh's Waverley station. They had made up the bed in the sleeper and lain in each other's arms, but little sleep came because of the noise of the rails. With less than an hour before arriving Sam made Billy shave with her small razor and then she redid his makeup before doing her own in the large wall mounted mirror. The train pulled into the platform and Billy and Sam stayed in the compartment for a few minutes to let the other passengers drift away. Billy was getting nervous and Sam tried to reassure him. "Look, there's no need to worry. It's too early for many people to be about, and anyway, nobody pays any attention to anybody else at stations. They're too busy looking out for themselves." Sam looked out of the carriage door to check the coast was clear and nodded to Billy to follow her. He grasped his shoulder bag tight, held his breath and walked through the door. Sam had been right. The only people about were a couple of drunks sleeping on a bench; a gaggle of students probably coming home from an all night party and a few bored ScotRail staff idly checking tickets. As they approached the barrier Sam whispered, "remember, look up, it looks more suspicious if you look down all the time." Billy raised his eyes from the ground and found himself looking straight into the eyes of the ticket inspector. The man smiled and said, "tickets, please!" Billy fumbled in his handbag, the clasp difficult to undo in his trembling fingers. "Here, let me help" said Sam and opened the bag and dug out the ticket. She handed both to the inspector and moved through the gates. The man looked straight at Billy, smiled and said "Thank you, miss" Billy blushed and the man smiled. "I hope you two ladies have a nice day in Edinburgh" he said with a friendly liliting Scottish accent. "Thank you, we will," replied Sam over her shoulder. As they moved on they heard a low whistle of appreciation come from behind them. Sam sniggered, "You certainly passed that test then". At that moment they heard a female sounding voice calling out "Sam, Sam over here darling!" Turning towards the sound Billy saw a tall girl with blonde hair and the most mischievous smile he had ever seen running towards them. "Charlie!" shouted Sam she stood with her arms outstretched. Charlie ran straight to her and they and wrapped their arms around each other in a warm embrace. They kissed each other on the cheeks the way women do and Billy stood there watching the two girls embrace. He felt a small pang of jealousy at the obvious affection they showed for each other. The two girls held each other tight and seemed totally oblivious of Billy's presence. Finally the blonde girl broke their clinch and stood back a little holding Sam by the shoulders and said, "well, my lovely Sam, lets have a good look at you." Billy was astonished to see Sam blush and a shy smile came over her face as her eyes dipped towards the floor. . She said shyly, "oh, I'm alright and I can see and hear you are, Charlie!" Billy coughed to get some attention as he was beginning to feel cold. The thin female clothing and the chill early morning air causing him to shiver. "Oh Billy, I'm so sorry, forgive me. Billy, this is Charlie, I mean, Charlotte." Sam introduced the blonde. "And Charlotte, meet Billy" Charlotte seemed to notice Billy for the first time and smiled broadly, "Wow, Sam you did a great job. Billy you look gorgeous. I'm really pleased to meet you at last." She leant forward and kissed Billy on the cheek and Billy caught just a hint of perfume. Charlotte took control and put her arms through Billy's and Sam's and led them across the concourse, just three girls, arm in arm. They walked up and out of the station to the taxi rank. Billy was surprised to see that the taxis were the same black cabs they had in London. Billy sat between Sam and Charlotte in the back of the cab and felt the warmth of their legs through his skirt. Charlotte gave the driver an address and then closed the glass screen so that their conversation would be private. Sam and Charlie chatted to each other just like old friends would as Billy looked out over a quiet city just waking up. They sped past the castle, so quiet and aloof without the clamour of the tourists who usually throng the area. The taxi drew to a halt outside a block of flats and all three girls tumbled out. Sam paid the driver and Charlotte opened the front door and they walked up the worn stone spiral staircase to the first floor. Charlotte unlocked the door to the flat and they piled in. It wasn't a large flat but it was beautifully and tastefully furnished. Oil paintings hung from every wall, a mixture of old and modern, abstract and landscape. The furniture as well was a splendid mixture of ancient heirloom and modern Scandinavian. The result was not the jumble you might expect, but a tasteful and well judged cocktail of styles. Charlotte went to the kitchen and called out "Tea, coffee, juice?" Billy sank into a sofa and said, "No, thanks, just some rest" Billy eased off his shoes and closed his eyes. Sam went to help Charlie and Billy sat alone listening to the two girls chat excitedly in the kitchen. Billy began to think about his situation but it got too difficult for his tired brain to get it straight and he gave up. He listened to the chatter from the kitchen and heard their giggling and gentle laughing as he drifted off to sleep. How long he slept he could not tell. He came round slowly, as if coming back from a place a long way away. He felt warm and comfortable, so he kept his eyes closed and tried to go back to sleep. He heard voices and in that delightful waking state somewhere between sleeping and waking he could not tell whether he was dreaming. He could hear a girl's voice, "when are you going to tell him?" "When I need to, not before." he heard a second girl reply. The voice sounded familiar to him and then the memories flooded back into his mind like a dam bursting. Actions, sounds and feelings all jostled into his brain and he struggled to make sense of it all. His eyes were closed and he stretched and was surprised to find he was lying in a bed. He felt a duvet wrapped around him and this felt warm and cosy. He then realised there was something else wrapped around him, something that felt smooth and silky to his skin. He moved his legs and felt them brush against the same material. He opened his eyes to find himself in a very feminine looking bedroom. The curtains were pulled closed but there was daylight showing through. Billy was now wide-awake and threw back the duvet to find that he was wearing a nightdress. He stared down at the long pink satin nightie covering his body and felt the material brush lightly around his privates. He sat up immediately and felt the material pull tight around his chest. He couldn't believe it, why was he wearing this? He heard a small giggle and he turned towards the door to find both Sam and Charlie standing there grinning broadly. "Why am I wear