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Right from the Start - By: Beverly Taff Simon: The main character; Dorie Lou: The girl next Door; Mrs Benson: Dorie Lou's mother; Mary and Sandra: Their classmates in school, Toni and Paula: Their Italian lesbian friends; Ricardo: An transvestite designer; Mrs Webster: Their old form Teacher; Doctor Wendy: Simone's Endocrinologist; Doctor Julie: Simone's Psychiatrist. Chapter Eleven As soon as Simone recognised the sensations in her boy-clitty she disentangled herself from Dorie Lou's embrace. With a little gasp she lurched from the settee and minced towards the bathroom with her thighs compressed in an attempt to hide the strange developments in her crotch. Simultaneously she clutched the front of her panties. "I've got to go to the loo!" she squeaked. She moved with such a peculiar urgency that Toni and Paula stopped sipping their fruit juices and gaped stupidly at Simone's wiggling butt as it disappeared into the bathroom. "Gosh! Does she have a bladder problem?" asked Toni. "Uhm, - no," replied Dorie Lou, "but sometimes she gets taken short." "Heck! She just got 'caught short that time. I've never seen a girl move so quickly," chuckled Paula. "Nor so weirdly!" added Toni. At this point, Simone let out a squeak of alarm from the bathroom and squealed to Dorie Lou. "Dorie! Get in here! Quick!" By using just her first name 'Dorie', Simone had declared the urgency of her situation. Dorie Lou excused herself and followed Simone into the bathroom. "What's all the squealing about?" she demanded as Simone stood shielding the front of her panties. "You'll have to ask them to go. Simone pleaded with discomfort as her boy- clitty continued to grow. She gave another squeal as the tissues in her cockette continued to expand painfully. Then she uncovered the front support panel of her panties to expose the incongruous 'tent' beginning to sprout out of the front of her panties. "Mmmm. that's nice," remarked Dorie Lou. "Is she nice and stiff?" "Don't be stupid! Of course she's stiff. She's done it again. I just don't understand, it was so sudden, couldn't stop it. I can't let them see me like this. Ask them to leave." "Well that wouldn't be nice. They've behaved perfectly. You don't feel threatened by them do you?" "No of course I'm not. But I can't let them see me like this can I? Look!" By now, Simone's stiffy had almost grown to its full extent and the swollen bell was straining to escape from her panty waistband. Dorie Lou knelt down and smiled appreciatively as she leant her head forward and gently kissed the imprisoned visitor. "Stoppit!" whimpered Simone, "You're making her worse." By now, Toni and Paula had become curious and Toni knocked on the bathroom door. "Are you OK in there?" they called, for the door was very thick. "Yes," squeaked Simone fearfully. "I'm having a bit of trouble though. Can you wait?" Dorie Lou looked up and grinned for she knew the truth. Simone's stubborn erection would last until the morning. "They'll have to wait all night if the last time is anything to go by." "Shit!" groaned Simone, "I bloody hope not!" "Well you've asked them to wait. You can't ask them to leave now. That would seem very odd," observed Dorie Lou. Simone cursed as she realised her blunder. "What shall we do?" "What do you want to do?" "I don't know," wailed Simone, "This is hopeless!" "Oh I hardly think so," countered a smiling Dorie Lou as she fingered Simone's cock inside its satiny sheath, "Just look at that tent in your panties. She's not hopeless. I think she's fantastic. Any girl would be ecstatic to use her. There's nothing hopeless here." Dorie Lou peeked inside Simone's panties and sighed appreciatively. Simone tugged the waistband of her panties from Dorie Lou's inquisitive grip and protested angrily. "Don't be stupid! They're lesbians for God's sake. They don't like cock!" "How do you know?" "Well it's obvious!" declared Simone, "Everything about them. The way they are always stroking each other and touching." "That's just affection and in public, they may be completely different with sex, - in private." "Well you go and find out," challenged Simone. "How shall I do that?" "I dunn'o! You're the real girl. Find out what those girls want!" "And when I do find out; then what?" asked Dorie Lou flatly. Simone fell silent as the turmoil twisted inside her. "Look. Just go and find out. Tell them I'm having a problem." "What sort of problem?" "Oh for God's sake Dorie! Don't play stupid! Just do it!" Dorie Lou grinned victoriously for her plan seemed to be working. As she turned to leave the bathroom, Simone grabbed a large bath towel and wrapped it around her bra-encased breasts so that the towel's hem would hide the bulge in her panties. In the bedroom she could hear the three girls talking softly and she strained her ears but could not make any sense of the conversation. "Simone's having a bit of a problem," declared Dorie Lou. "Problem?" wondered Paula, "Problem how? With what?" "She uhm, she has this problem sometimes, - with her plumbing. She uuhm," Dorie Lou trailed off lamely. "Well what?" wondered Toni as concern furrowed her brow. "What sort of problem?" "She gets excited; yes! That's it. She gets excited sometimes and she has to sort stuff out. I'll go and speak to her. Please wait here." Toni and Paula exchanged puzzled nervous looks for the drugs were just beginning to affect them and the first unusual sensations had rippled through their vaginas. Both Italian girls felt a strange need to be 'filled'. Dorie Lou sensed the tension and understood the causes. She retreated back into the bathroom. "What did you tell them?" whispered Simone hoarsely. "I didn't. I can't think what to say. How could I explain away that?" she riposted, as she drew the towel aside to reveal the straining tent in the front of Simone's panties. Simone's glistening, purple knob was peeping bashfully over the top Simone's panty waistband. Simone looked down fearfully at her embarrassing development. "I'll have to wear a dressing gown." "Yes. That's the best Idea you've had all night," Dorie Lou took a dressing gown from behind the bathroom door and draped it around Simone's shoulders. Simone wrapped it tight. "Not like that," observed Dorie Lou, "Your stiffy will still show. Leave it looser." "But it'll flop open," protested Simone "Just clutch the front until we sort it. Come on, this is getting like a French Farce." Reluctantly, Simone emerged from the bathroom with her hand clutching the front flaps of the dressing gown whilst simultaneously shielding her disobedient stiffy. Toni and Paula stared puzzled for moment then wagged their heads as they squirmed needfully on the armchairs. They both considered Simone to be one weird chick. Carefully, Simone settled on the settee again and Dorie Lou rejoined her. "Have you got a sore tummy?" asked Toni thinking their vaginal sensations might mirror Simone's problem. She though they might have been caused by something they had eaten in the restaurant. "Yeah, sort of," replied Simone trying to keep the conversation as mono- sylibillic as possible. Dorie Lou decided it would be best to sort out any potential for trouble immediately so she boldly took the plunge. "Are you two lovers?" she asked. "I thought that was obvious," replied Paula. "Well, - yes," replied Dorie Lou, "but I was just making sure to avoid any upsets. Simone and I are lovers. In fact we are married and this is our honeymoon." Toni and Paula's eyes widened with interest. "A gay marriage then." "Well no, not exactly, as we said earlier, one of us is a boy." Toni smiled knowingly as she stared at Dorie Lou. "It's you then. You always take the lead." "Uuhhm, actually no, Simone is the boy. She's just the shyest one." "But a boy with no cock," added Paula, thinking back to the smooth, flat- fronted appearance to Simone's panties when she had removed her evening gown. "Oh she has got a cock. It's just a very discreet little lady." By now, the drugs that Dorie Lou had administered were really beginning to take effect on the Italian girls. Toni and Paula were beginning to feel distinctly horny. The strange thing was that both were beginning to feel unusual urges. They desperately wanted their vagina's to be filled. Normally either one or the other instigated their lovemaking and the instigator usually took the male role but tonight, both girls now felt a deep need to be penetrated and thoroughly 'stuffed'. As they exchanged puzzled glances each realised that the other also wanted to be the girl. They mouthed familiar expressions that they used to communicate their feelings and each one frowned as they realised the other also wanted to take the girly role. Both Toni and Paula wanted to feel a nice stiff cock inside them. As one they rose from the armchairs and excused themselves as they entered the bathroom to resolve this unexpected issue. Dorie Lou smiled at Simone and giggled at the rising voices coming from the bathroom. "Just listen to those two." Simone frowned slightly for she had no wish to witness an argument. "What's got into them?" demanded Simone. "They're arguing about who's going to use the dildo." "Did they bring one?" asked Simone trying to recollect seeing one in their tiny clutch bags. "I don't think so," replied Dorie Lou, "They'll have to go and get one from their room or uuhhm, - you know." Suddenly it dawned on Simone. "Oh no! Oh no! I'm not going to be used like some sort of sex doll. Some sort of play thing." "I never suggested it," countered Dorie Lou, "but now you come to mention it. That lovely cockette of yours could come in real handy. Is it still hard?" Simone pulled her dressing gown aside and revealed the rigid pole that seemed permanently to have grown from her crotch. Simone had managed to slide the waistband back over the purple bell-end but her panties were straining manfully to contain the invader. Dorie Lou smiled as she noticed the tiny droplet of 'pre-cum' that had spotted the pink, satin, support panel in the front of Simone's panties. There was no doubting that Simone was cocked and armed, ready for action. Dorie Lou stood up and walked beside the settee as she reached down and stroked Simone's breasts through the satiny cups of her matching pink bra. Simone rose to meet Dorie Lou's administrations and reared up to a kneeling position on the settee as she turned to give Dorie Lou a kiss. The dressing gown slipped loosely off Simone's slender feminine shoulders and they embraced eagerly precisely as the bathroom door burst open and the Italian girls emerged still arguing. With a gasp, Simone grabbed desperately for the dressing gown but in her haste she missed it and it slid to the floor as she struggled to recover her composure. The Italian girls stopped arguing immediately as they discovered Simone and Dorie Lou just releasing each other from their embrace. More importantly, both Toni and Paula noticed the huge 'tent' in the front of Simone's panties as Dorie Lou separated. For a moment everybody remained frozen in surprise whilst the Italian girls stared transfixed at Simone's panties. Then Simone scrambled off the settee and successfully recovered the satiny dressing gown as she feverishly gathered it about her body. Both Toni and Paula made shocked exclamations in Italian as they wondered what sort of Dildo Simone was wearing. Then they recovered their senses and spoke English again as they giggled knowingly. "You have your dildo on!" they declared, "Have you got a spare?" Simone remained silent as she finally succeeded in regaining her modesty but Dorie Lou decided that the cat was almost out of the bag. "I'm afraid there is only the one. Would you like to use it later?" Toni and Paula exchanged worried looks for they were concerned about the possible transmission of AIDS. Dorie Lou sensed their concerns and smiled reassuringly. "Don't be afraid. We're clean. We've been loyal to each other all our lives; right from the start; even as little children. We've got no diseases." Toni's eyes widened curiously. "As little children? How's that?" Dorie Lou embraced Simone again as Simone explained, "We've lived as sisters since my mother died and I was adopted by Dorie Lou's mother. We were faithful to each other even before that; since I was seven and Dorie Lou was six." "Gosh!" gasped Paula, "That's so nice." "We've never been apart since then. All through school and college we've lived together. Honestly! We're clean. You can't catch anything from us!" "Well would you mind if we borrowed your dildo after you?" asked Toni nervously. "We would have to wash it before and after using it though. We are terrified of AIDs. We forgot to bring ours to Florence because this was only supposed to be a three-day business trip. It was to be mostly business except for some art stuff we wanted specifically to see. It's just that, - just that, - well we feel, - you know, - ho." Toni could hardly bring herself to admit her condition and her face crimsoned as she confessed her needs. "You know, - horny!" "You must be clear then, if your afraid of catching aids," observed Dorie Lou, as she made doubly certain the Italian girls were clean. Toni and Paula crimsoned with embarrassment as Paula explained. "My older brother, he died after contracting it some years ago. It brought great shame and distress upon our family. You know, a small farm in a small village. Stuff like that, causes big problems, apart from the pain it caused our family. Ever since then, I have been terrified. That's why Toni and I remain loyal and monogamous." Dorie Lou's arm was still hugging Simone's waist and she felt her husband slacken with relief. At the post mortem of Simone's mother's murder, the pathologist had discovered she had Aids. It had come as no surprise to Dorie Lou's mother for she had long realised Simone's mother was a prostitute and ever since that awful day Simone had been terrified of Aids. Dorie Lou hugged Simone close to her to reassure her as she worked out a strategy. "There's no need to be embarrassed just for being horny," observed Dorie Lou, "So I see no reason why we can't share this little toy." Simone lurched fearfully and glared at her wife. Toni and Paula noticed the tension between the pair and sensed Simone's fear. Toni spoke to reassure her. "Don't worry Simone, we'll look after it. We promise to sterilise it. Is it a strap on or a double ended one?" Simone almost blurted out angrily that it was neither but instead she managed to remain silent. Instead, Dorie Lou took the reins. "It's a very special one, and rather delicate. It's very realistic so you'll have to be very careful with it." "We promise!" chorused Toni and Paula in perfect synchrony, for their urgent needs were overwhelming them. Having garnished such a promise from the Italians, Dorie Lou used her superior strength to gently force Simone onto the bed whilst simultaneously dimming all the lights except the bedside lamps. "This isn't right," protested Simone feebly, "I'm promised only to you." Her protests were ignored for Toni and Paula's needs had finally broken down any barriers of modesty. They joined Dorie Lou on the bed and eagerly tugged at Simone's panties in an attempt to possess the dildo. When they finally overcame Simone's feeble struggles, both girls gasped with surprise. "Gosh!" gasped Paula, "It does look realistic. How's it fastened on?" Dorie Lou let out a low giggle and gently fingered the gorgeous organ as she finally revealed Simone's most private secret. "It's permanently fastened on girls. Simone is a lady-boy. This is real!" There was a stunned silence as the Italians bent down to examine Simone's organ. Finally Toni spoke to Paula in hushed tones as they both nervously fingered the beautiful visitor. "I believe it is real!" "Oh my God!" squealed Paula as her the gear wheels of her mind turned and she gasped. "Does it work completely? You know; babies and stuff." Dorie Lou and Simone nodded in unison. Paula turned to Toni and grinned. "Here's your chance, my lovely. You can make your papa a happy grandpa. What's more, we're right in the middle of our fertile periods!" Toni's eyes widened in pleasure, for several years now she had been wondering how to fulfill her beloved father's dreams and present him with a grandchild. The idea of sleeping with some disgusting hairy male had revolted her and the other alternative, 'a turkey baster', just seemed so clinical and cold-blooded. Here now was the most heaven-sent opportunity Toni could ever have hoped for, screwing a beautiful girl whilst simultaneously conceiving her baby. 'Thank God for beautiful shemales!' Toni prayed silently, 'and Simone was certainly one of the most beautiful girls she had ever met.' Suddenly, Toni had a twinge of conscience as she recognised the fearful tear leaking from Simone's eyes. "Do you really want to give me a baby?" Toni asked, "I would love to have your baby, but if you feel frightened or anything, I won't force you." Simone's eyes opened with surprise and she stared gratefully at the stunning Italian beauty. Suddenly, the situation had changed. Toni was asking for consent. For long moments, Simone's mind was in turmoil and hundreds of questions raced through her brain. She was married now to Dorie Lou. Could she really betray that lovely vow they had shared when they wed? Would Dorie Lou someday come to regret this instance and hold it against her? She turned to Dorie Lou and whispered. "Are you happy for me to do this? Will you be angry or feel betrayed?" For an answer, Dorie Lou leaned down and kissed Simone fully on the lips. Then she whispered, "This is special. Toni needs a baby for her own primordial sense of fulfillment as a woman. Would you really want to see her suffer for that at the hands of some grotesque hairy great ape?" Simone pictured the vision of Toni twisting and grimacing as she suffered the supposed 'pleasures' of some 'hairy, great, selfish man' and nodded wistfully. "OK then, if you are sure you're happy, I'll do it. But did you three plan this together? Did you know Toni wanted a baby?" "No!" protested Dorie Lou, "I knew her father wanted to have a grandchild, she told us that much in the caf? this afternoon; but I didn't know that Toni wanted to please him so much." "Will you be jealous, if she gets pregnant, I mean, you know, - she has sex with me?" "Not if it's only to make a baby. Your heart must always be mine but if you can help a fellow traveler towards womanly fulfillment, think of it as an act of devotion. You'll make a lot of people happy." "Oh yes!" sighed Toni, "Really! My papa will be delighted." "But, it seems, - it seems like I'm betraying my vows to you," declared Simone to Dorie Lou, "are you sure you wont be hurt." Dorie Lou grinned and stroked Simone's tear-stained cheek. "Look darling, we have already got you lined up to be the daddy of Sandra and Mary's children, so what harm is another bambino being conceived for the cause?" Simone remembered their mutual promise to their lifelong school friends Sandra and Mary back in America and she smiled with relief. 'Yes indeed,' she remembered, 'they had made that very promise to Mary and Sandra back in America when they had been bridesmaids at Sandra and Mary's single sex wedding.' With her conscience thus eased, Simone gave a brave little smile and nodded nervously to Toni. "O.K., then, but promise you'll be gentle. You're much taller and stronger than I." Toni gave a little whimper of delight then gently lay down beside Simone and slowly stroked her shoulders and breasts. Despite the urges raging in her sex, Toni knew she had to proceed gently. Beside her was one delightful but terrified little shemale and it would bode ill for the future if she made Simone permanently afraid of lesbians. Toni had to desperately suppress her tigerish urges whilst simultaneously gentling Simone just as one might break in a frightened foal. With her body burning with desire, Toni struggled to continue gently stroke Simone's beautiful satiny cock. She was curious about Simone's cock for it felt so velvety on the outside yet so stiff and hard underneath. Toni had never felt a real cock before and in this respect, she was a virgin. Dorie Lou sensed Toni's uncertainty and took position on the other side as she whispered instructions softly to Toni. "Just be gentle with her for she's quite a delicate little she-male despite this wonderful organ. Once you're ready, just slowly lower yourself onto Simone's cock." "I'm ready now," croaked Toni, trying desperately but failing to hide the need in her voice. "She is," added Paula as she fingered Toni's sex and savoured her girlfriend's familiar juices. Toni twitched pleasurably and gave a delighted little squeak. Simone searched Dorie Lou's eyes one last time for any signs of jealousy but instead she was relieved to see a soft smile of consent. Dorie Lou whispered softly, "Go on. Don't be afraid. I won't be jealous." Toni took her cue from Dorie Lou and suddenly remembered to double check with her own partner Paula. "Do you mind my love? I so want a baby." Paula kissed her partner and gently encouraged her to mount Simone by grasping Toni's leg and physically easing it over the prostrate lady-boy. From the other side, Dorie Lou assisted by tugging at Toni's thigh until slowly, Toni was bestride Simone. To Toni's surprise, she found that Simone's cock would not erect perpendicular from her belly and she had to gently slide up Simone's soft curvy body then lie on top of Simone and mash their ripe breasts together. Then she gently located the strange shiny bell with her slippery urgent labia. Simone gave a little gasp as Toni's slippery labia caressed the sensitive glans and Simone juddered with desire. This motion inveigled her cock between the greedy lips of Toni's needy labia and Toni gave a groan of delight as she eagerly worked her body down Simone's rigid pole. "Ooohh! That's just so-oo good!" rasped Toni as she finally satiated the inexplicable needs in her scabbard. Normally her needs radiated from her clitoris and she garnished her delights by scissoring her own clitty with Paula's. This time however, her needs seem to spring from a different, deeper well and she had been nervous about satisfying it. Now, with Simone's beautiful cock lodged deep inside her, she realised that something special was happening; something special had happened! She lay for a long contented moment as her urges savoured the fulfilling sensation inside her. Simone's cock just seemed so right. There she was, filled up as every woman had a right to be, but filled up by a beautiful girl, a soft gentle curvy girl with beautiful breasts and cascades of golden hair spread upon the pillow, a girl with a beautiful smile, a girl who could understand a woman's primordial desires for motherhood and yet simultaneously, an incredible girl who could actually fulfil them. Not for Toni, would there ever be the hard rough hairy assault of some greedy, selfish male pig. No, here was her final delight, the last ultimate fulfillment. She would fulfill her social obligations by giving her beloved papa his grandchild and yet remain loyal to her lesbian soul. Never would she need to sleep with some selfish hairy pig of a man. Having cleared her conscience of all fetters, Toni gently humped the girl beneath her. Simone's eyes widened as she smiled and she responded gently as she whispered softly. "It's easier if I hump darling, unless you really feel the need." "O.K., you do it then," replied Toni, "shall we take our bras off?" Simone nodded and arched her back as Dorie Lou took her cue and reached dexterously underneath to free the catch. Simone considered this to be a physical manifestation of Dorie Lou's consent and she sighed with relief. Paula also signalled her consent by slipping the hook and eyes of Toni's bra. With this final task done, the two 'attendants' lay back while Toni and Simone simultaneously indulged their needs and yet fulfilled Toni's ultimate ambition. They started to make Toni's baby. It did not take long to achieve a climax for the drugs that Dorie Lou had secretly administered primed both girls. Soon, Simone was groaning with raw pleasure whilst Toni reverted to Italian in her final delights. "Ooohhooo! I come! Obligado! Obligado. Obligado!!" Paula and Dorie Lou exchanged knowing smiles at the unique aptness of such a word. For at one stroke, Toni had fulfilled her obligations to her father whilst simultaneously thanking Simone. With a final lunge, Toni collapsed onto Simone's prostrate form and she whimpered her delight as tears of gratitude flooded from her eyes. Simone felt the warm tears on her breasts and wondered aloud. "Why are you crying?" Toni was too emotional to answer but Paula explained. "We Italian women often cry when we are overcome with happiness. Toni is very, very happy." Thus reassured, Simone gave a little sigh of satisfaction that she had 'done her duty' by Toni. However, her satisfaction was short lived, for Paula had yet to satiate her needs. As Simone lay contented beneath Toni, Paula gently tapped Toni's gorgeous butt. "It is my turn my darling, I have needs and obligations too." Toni let out a reluctant whimper but she conceded her partner's right. For Paula also wanted a child to please her own maternal needs and to please her family. Reluctantly, Toni raised her satiated body off Simone and conceded her place to Paula. "There you are my lovely. Take him, he's yours." Simone's eyes widened with surprise then she smiled knowingly as she realised that somehow, Paula had the same needs. She glanced imploringly towards Dorie Lou for reassurance and Dorie Lou smiled her consent. "Don't be afraid my darling. It's your duty. What you do for Toni, you should also do for Paula. You must also give her a child." "Yesss! Please my little lovely?" begged Paula urgently as she finally got to assuage the demands raging in her sex. "Fill me my beauty. Fill me with every last drop of your seed." Paula's lovemaking was more forceful than Toni's. Perhaps it was her rural peasant manners born of the farmyard, or perhaps it was because she had been made to wait longer for fulfilment. Whatever the cause, Simone felt exhausted after the session and was relieved at last that the girls were finished with her services. However, her sex refused to deflate and despite Simone's exhaustion, Dorie Lou was still able to avail herself of Simone's beautiful cock and she remained coupled with Simone until the morning. As the sun finally dragged the four girls from their slumbers, Toni and Paula were amazed to find Simone's organ still proud and willing whilst their urge to be filled persisted in both their vaginas. They exchanged wistful looks with Dorie Lou and whispered their pleas. Dorie Lou of course understood that the same endurance that the drugs endowed to Simone's cock also perpetuated the needs in the girls' vaginas. Toni spoke for both of them as she fingered Simone's erected cockette hopefully. "Can we each have some more of this, to make sure we have our babies?" Dorie Lou smiled at Simone and raised her eyes encouragingly. "Are you game for it my darling?" Simone sighed then smiled her agreement. 'Being a girly boy was just so nice,' she thought, 'and it provided just so many special opportunities.' With a brief pretence of reluctance, Simone lay back and invited the two Italian girls to repeat the pleasures of the previous evening. It was midmorning, before Toni and Paula had finally rid their vaginas of all needs but in truth it was the drugs wearing off. Toni and Paula walked a little 'delicately' as they returned to their rooms to prepare for the days business. They met again in the hotel restaurant and ate a late breakfast. Toni and Paula had dressed for business and their outfits impressed Dorie Lou and Simone. It was a perfect example of female power dressing coupled with Italian flare and style. "I love your suits," observed Simone as she discreetly fingered the expensive cloth. "You were right about Italian style. Where did you get the cloth?" "Its cotton and it's very cool, suitable for our Mediterranean heat. My father makes it. This is the material that we wish to discuss with the student we spoke about yesterday." "Mmm, I like it," declared Dorie Lou. "This could be a winner, back home. Wool is all right for the colder parts but in the Sunbelt states, this would make an excellent alternative, and we've got plenty of cotton." "Would you like to come and meet this student?" asked Toni, sensing a business opportunity. Dorie Lou and Simone accepted Toni and Paula's invitation to visit the young Italian fashion student to study his designs. They rushed back to their room and quickly changed into more formal outfits and emerged to meet the Italian girls in the foyer. "Where are we meeting him?" asked Dorie Lou, ever cautious of new encounters in strange cities. "We have arranged to meet at the same restaurant as yesterday. We were checking it out yesterday when you entered." Toni had sensed Dorie Lou's caution and moved quickly to reassure her. "We have arranged for twelve o'clock, would you prefer to visit a museum first and meet us there later?" "Oh there's little time now. It's nearly eleven. We'll stay with you if you don't mind." "Very well then, we intended checking out some shops in the centre first. I'm sure you'd like that." "Lead on Mac'duff," smiled Simone, who always enjoyed fashion shops. Throughout the day, Toni and Paula seemed utterly contented even though still feeling a little distracted by the effects of the previous night's pleasures. Several times, the Italian girls smiled to each other knowingly for they both felt distinctly 'stretched'. Nevertheless it was a pleasant feeling and they had a feeling of completeness. They met the student and Dorie Lou and Simone were stunned. He was a transvestite but made it quite obvious that he was a male. Simone was fascinated and could hardly take her eyes off him. "This is Ricardo," declared Toni as they shook hands. After introductions, Toni and Paula apologised for proceeding to speak in Italian. "It's your country and your language, we understand," replied Dorie Lou. Thus reassured, Toni and Paula chatted away for over an hour while Dorie Lou and Simone filled the time watching the pavement traffic. It was a delight to watch the reactions of passers by when they realised that the lady in the flamboyant dress was in fact Ricardo, a man. Finally the business was sorted and the Italians returned to speaking English though Ricardo's was not very good. He was pleased and curious that the American girls did not seem unduly put out or curious about his transvestism. But a brief question in Italian to Toni and Paula explained the lack of reaction. Ricardo was pleased that his lifestyle had caused no offence or discomfort. They remained together for the rest of the afternoon and early evening, as Ricardo guided them around some of the less well-known treasures that Florence had to offer. Finally they made their farewells but not before Ricardo had given them his business card and suggested they go to a discreet transvestite club that he knew of. Dorie Lou and Simone spent some time considering the invitation before politely refusing. They were still two girls abroad in a strange city and it paid to be careful. Toni and Paula were curious. "Are you still afraid?" "Uhhm, a little," replied Dorie Lou, "We'll check it out tonight." "How will you do that?" "We'll leave our destination at the hotel reception and ask them to check with the police if we don't return by eleven." "Gosh, you don't trust anybody do you?" "Well let's just say, we've got our reasons," replied Dorie Lou tactfully, "We've been down this road before and it was a painful experience." Toni took the hint and did not question further. Simone saw the hurt in the two Italian girls faces and moved to reassure them. "We'll get the hotel to organise a taxi and we'll check it out early. If we feel happy about the place, we'll phone you." This cheered Toni and Paula up for in truth, they were a little wary of going only as a couple. A foursome would have been much safer. With these precautions set in place, Dorie Lou and Simone took the taxi to the club. After checking the site out in the last of the daylight, Dorie Lou and Simone were intrigued. It looked more like a caf? than a nightclub. Cautiously, they checked out the interior. To their surprise, it was a well-lit cafe and food was being served. This was not the usual dark, sleazy, sinister hide-away were transvestites could hide their many failures to 'pass'. This was more like an English caf? serving afternoon teas and biscuits. It even had windows opening onto the street. Passers by could see in during the day though the curtains were being drawn as Dorie Lou and Simone entered. The couple decided to order a meal and thus reassured, they called Toni and Paula on their mobiles. "It is! Oh that's fabulous! We'll be over immediately." Dorie Lou and Simone delayed the orders for food while the Italian girls seized the opportunity arriving post haste. The order was altered and the foursome settled down to eat. At that moment, Ricardo appeared. For a brief moment, Dorie Lou and Simone were embarrassed but fortunately Ricardo understood their circumspections. "Ladies, I am a transvestite. I understand perfectly how it goes, best to be safe. May I eat with you?" They agreed and another meal was ordered. Later a partition was drawn back to reveal a small dance-floor and both couples needed no further encouragement. The evening proved to be a splendid success and Dorie Lou and Simone were a little disappointed when the pre-booked taxi appeared to collect them. Toni and Paula took the opportunity to share a safe journey back to the hotel and they agreed to meet later in the American's room. "Well, that was a successful evening. I think we'll go there again," declared Simone. "Yes indeed. Did you see Toni and Paula? They're excellent dancers." As she spoke, there was a knock on the door and the Italians arrived the atmosphere became charged with anticipation and Dorie Lou had already prepared the drinks. As the drugs took effect, the night developed into another festival of bacchanalian pleasure. In the morning, Toni and Paula reluctantly made their goodbyes but not before Dorie Lou had nailed them down to a visit to the USA. Dorie Lou was convinced that some of Toni's lightweight cotton fashion ideas would be a raging success in the Sun Belt. Poor Simone had mixed feelings as they kissed Toni and Paula farewell at the train station. The sex had been fantastic and she would always remember the physical delights but the emotional turmoil had frightened her. As the train pulled out of the platform, Simone put her arm around Dorie Lou and whispered her fears. Dorie Lou hugged her tight to reassure her. "It was just sex darling, just an act of impregnation. Just think of it as a favour done." "You're not upset are you?" asked Simone for one last time. "No darling, of course not, I've got you for the rest of the honeymoon, the rest of our lives even. Lighten up." Thus reassured, Simone embraced her wife and squeezed her tight. End of Chapter Eleven - To Be Continued