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From Best Friend to Girlfriend Part Three By Jena Corso Mark woke up and stepped out of bed in May's house. He walked into the bathroom, and looked at himself with his long curly hair tussled in every direction. He lifted his long pink nightshirt, dropped down his panties and proceeded to pee. When he finished and came out of the bathroom he saw May waiting for him, holding a cup of tea. "Good morning Megan," said May handing him the tea. "No thank you May. I really don't like decaffeinated tea," said Mark. "Do you have any coffee?" "No dear, only tea," said May. "I'll be keeping you on more of a caffeine free and light diet now that we're moving you to a more healthy eating style." "Oh great!" said Mark sarcastically. "Dear, mind your sarcasm please," said May, snapping at him and pointing at the toilet. "And from this point forward I expect you will only go with the seat down." "Yes May," said Mark. "I just woke up and its just a habit." "And that's my job dear!" said May. "Breaking those horrible manly habits. Now put on this shower cap and go take a shower." Mark jumped into the shower and began washing himself. He immediately noticed the flowery soap she had given him. May then walked in as he was in there and opened the door. "Use this nice moisturizing shower gel," said May handing it to him and surprising him. "Please don't be so shy. I've seen it all honey and remember we're just two girls here." Mark used the gel and then got out and wrapped a towel around him as he walked back into the bedroom. May walked over and touched his arm and then his back. "Better!" said May, as she held out beige corset and wrapped it around him, slipping his arms through the bra straps. "Nice and soft now. Now breathe in and hold it. We have to train your body." She fastened the clips in the back and then began pulling the laces together, tightening it. She then knelt down and pulled a strap across his crotch area as she pushed his testicles up firmly and flattening his crotch area. Next, she had him step into some very sheer nude hose as she pulled them up tightly and straightened the control top. On her knees now, she placed some pumps on his feet and then he watched her buckle an ankle bracelet on his leg before she stood up. She now put a gold watch on his left wrist, then two thin gold bangles on his right one, and then a single diamond pendant on his neck. She went into the closet and returned with a skirt and blouse that he put on, and then she buttoned and zipped him up. She next pulled the shower cap from his hair and pulled it back tightly, securing it in a ponytail and slipped some sunglasses over his face. "Good enough for now," said May, as she quickly added some lip gloss as they left the room. He followed May carefully down the stairs and into the garage and they got in the car. May drove until they got to her salon, Makeovers, and they quickly went inside. Immediately, Terri inspected him, as she straightened his blouse and looked him over. She brought him over to the salon chair as Alicia was waiting and slipped on a cape over his outfit. She began rubbing foundation on his face and then working on his eyes. She worked quickly and diligently, and next worked with her liner pencil and then on his cheeks. She wiped off his gloss and then began working on redoing his lips, as she could taste the cherry flavor. "Ok, honey," said Alicia. "Let's get you washed out." Alicia took Mark over to the washing station and handed him off to Lynne as she began washing his hair. When she was finished, she wrapped a towel around it and brought him back to her salon chair and switched on her hair dryer. For the first time, Mark was facing the mirror now like any other girl as she was blow drying his hair. He could see that his face was freshly made up and was highlighted by a bright soft pink lip gloss. She now walked in front of him, pulling his hair straight forward as she dried it , blocking his view as she stood there. "So you really have pretty hair," she said, making small talk as she switched off the dryer. "Megan, that was nice of her to say?" said May interrupting as Mark just sat there. "Oh, yes thank you," said Mark, as she startled him. "It's ok honey," said Lynne chewing gum as she worked. "It takes time but you look so pretty." Lynne now moved out of his way as all he could see was a sea of red hair blocking his vision. "This is hot, so be still sweetie," said Lynne, pulling at the back of his hair with her flat iron. "I like that color lipstick on you. Nice color for you." "Thank you," said Mark, getting the drift now as she worked. "Your welcome honey," said Lynne, moving to his left side as she clipped a lot of his hair on top of his head. "If you weren't seeing someone I'd hook you up. I know a guy that loves red heads. You two would be so cute together." "Oh, thanks but I'm committed," said Mark laughing. "Yes, I know," said Lynne, laughing with him as she moved to the right. "You seeing your boyfriend today I assume." "Uumm I guess so," said Mark. "He's so sweet, that John," said Lynne, as she stepped back in front of him again. "He's a hottie." "Whatttt!" said Mark , almost chocking as he jerked forward. "Sorry." "Girl careful, or I'll burn you hair and we'll have a problem," said Lynne, as she put down her flat iron and was working with her fingers. "Close your eyes hon." She began spraying his hair and then pulled off his cape. She stood him up and then slipped his arms into his jacket and buttoned it. "Turn around and peek honey," said Terri ,rubbing her lint brush across his back. "Very natural Megan. Pretty." Mark looked at himself in the mirror now; he really closely resembled his cousin now.! His hair had been done as hers was on a normal basis, it was flat ironed pin straight and parted on the left side. His makeup was soft, with long lashes and his pink lips glimmered with gloss. He was dressed very professionally in a cr?me beige colored business suit with a skirt, tapered jacket, and a soft pink blouse. His skirt was hemmed about two inches above his knees and was form fitting with a small slit in the middle of the back. His blouse's collar sat on top of his jacket and had two open buttons, showing just a hint of cleavage. On his feet, he was wearing pointy 3 ? inch beige classic pumps, which accentuated his legs in their natural colored hose. "Adorable," said May. "She's just adorable. Ok, let's get you to your coach." They brought Mark to the voice coach where again he spent two hours. He then went back to May, who worked on his posture and mannerisms. "Ok, let's get moving honey," said May as she led him to the car. May drove for about fifteen minutes before pulling up at John's office building. "What are we doing here?" said Mark. "We're picking him up?" "You'll be seeing him in ten minutes. We're a little early," said May, handing him a brown Fendi purse. "Go into Starbucks and get me a latte, and him a coffee like a nice girlfriend would. I assume you know how he likes it, and don't spill it on that lovely light colored suit. I've put some money in your wallet in your purse. It's good practice for your voice training." Mark walked into the busy Starbucks and nervously ordered the drinks. The saleswoman quickly ran him up as he dug through his purse for the money. "Miss, It's ok," said the salesgirl. "I don't need the change. The twenty is fine. Next please." Mark quickly paid her and stuffed the change in the purse. He took the coffees and returned with a little confidence, as he had made it with no incident. "See! You did fine," said May, as she knew he was a little nervous. "Yes, it wasn't so bad," said Mark. "If only I could have found the money faster. Why is there so much stuff in this bag?" "It's part of the training honey. We have to work out all the little things that are natural for women. All ladies have a ton of crap in their handbags and you need to learn to navigate through things like that," said May. "Makeup, wallets, glasses, and just crap." "I guess," said Mark. "So is he coming out soon?" "No honey," said May, as she was putting some documents into a brown brief case. "Your boyfriend needed more copies of his presentation, so his girlfriend was nice enough to make copies and bring them to his meeting for him." "I'm going into his office?" said Mark, as May stepped out of the car. "Come on," said May as she opened his door. "Just go to the receptionist and tell her who you are, and that you need to bring something to John at conference room 5H. Marlene knows you are coming and has everything set up. Now let's move because we have this timed perfectly." "Oh shit," said Mark stepping out of the car. May straightened his collar and adjusted the strap of his purse over his right shoulder. She handed him the brief case in his left and he held the coffee in his right hand. She tucked his pinkie around the strap of his purse so he could hold it slightly, making sure he wouldn't spill the coffee as he walked. "Ok, good luck honey," said May. "Simple task girl. Go in. Hand it over. Peck a kiss and say goodbye. Now get moving." Mark proceeded to walk into the building, moving quickly, until he felt a drop of coffee on his finger. Realizing he didn't want to spill it, he slowed down, remembering his training in walking now as he entered the lobby of the building. He looked around ,seeing people moving in every direction, as the only sound he could hear were his heels clicking on the granite floor as he tuned out everything and stepped into the elevator. "What floor Miss?" said a man as he entered the elevator next to him. "5 please," said Mark remembering his voice. "Are you new here?" said the man as he pushed the button. "I'm Jason. I work in Radiant Marketing." "No, just a visitor," said Mark. "Well, you should be in Marketing in that suit. I'm looking for an assistant," said the man putting out his hand. "Are you here for an interview? And does this visitor have a name?" "No ,just dropping something off ,and sorry, I'm Megan," said Mark smiling, putting down the brief case and switching the coffee to gently shake hands. "But thanks anyway." "Well, nice meeting you ,and if you ever visit again come up and maybe we could have coffee," said the man, rubbing Mark's thumb as he released it. "I'm on 9." "Thanks," said Mark hurrying out of the elevator. "Take care." Mark made a quick right and walked through the large glass doors at John's firm and into the lobby. He walked to the reception desk and waited as the receptionist was on the phone. "May I help you?" said the receptionist. "Yes, I'm here to drop off a presentation for John ,who is in conference room 5H," said Mark. "Could you tell him Megan is here?" "Marlene, there is a Megan here for John," said the receptionist and then she hung up the phone. "Take a seat Miss and she'll be right with you." John sat down carefully and quickly caught himself, making sure to cross his legs and sitting up straight. "Well hello again Megan," said Marlene as she greeted him in about five minutes. "Don't you look great as always. Let me take you to your boyfriend." Marlene took him by the arm and brought him through a maze of cubicles. They finally stopped outside of a large glass conference room which had the door shut, and he could see John inside, sitting there as part of a large meeting. "Girls, this is Megan," said Marlene spinning him around. "John's girl." "Hi," said a stunned Mark, as about six girls poked up their heads from typing and waved hello. "Oh my, aren't you just darling," said Camille ,stepping in front of him. "We've all been dying to meet you honey. I must say you look better in person than that little picture on his desk. Oh, and I love that Fendi girl. Very trendy." "Oh uuumm thank you," said Mark not knowing what to say. "Anyway, come on. We'll talk later. No time now honey," said Camille, opening the conference room door. "Sorry Mr. Sanders, but she's got a few documents that John needs. This is Megan." "Well! The infamous Megan," said Mr. Sanders giving her the once over. "It's a pleasure to see you again dear. It's been a long time." Mr. Sanders walked over and immediately hugged him and then kissed his cheek. "Nice to see you again sir," said Mark nervously, as he was being squeezed. "We all thought you had dumped him, it's been so long young lady," said Mr. Sanders, trying to crack a joke as he had his arm around Mark's shoulder. "No sir. He's a wonderful boyfriend," said Mark, giving a soft smile. "Just been a little busy but my schedules finally been better lately." "Glad to hear it Megan," said Mr. Sanders as he finally released him. "Well, I brought you all your documents and some coffee honey," said Mark, looking at John as he handed him things. "I'm sorry to interrupt and nice seeing everyone again." "Thanks," said John, as Mark leaned over and gave John a peck on the cheek as the boss watched him. "Now that's a wonderful girlfriend," said Mr. Sanders, watching them intently. "She's a keeper John. Hope someday you make an honest woman of her." "Yes, sir she's an amazing woman. See you later honey," said John ,stunning Mark by softly kissing his lips and holding it for a second. "Thanks again honey." "Bye everyone," said Mark, as he was embarrassed now and brushed his hair from his eyes. "Sorry to have interrupted sir." Mark walked out of the room, closing the door behind him as Marlene was waiting for him outside. "Well, that looked like it went very well dear," said Marlene, grinning as he was beat red. "Girls, say goodbye to Megan. I'm sure we all really can't wait to get to know her better." "Take care Megan," said Camille looking him up and down. "We'll see you at the party. It was great meeting you. Go out and buy yourself something special for it." Marlene immediately took his arm and they headed back down the hall and pushed the elevator button. "It was a pleasure to see you again Megan," said Marlene, smiling as the elevator door opened. "Let's do lunch sometime." Mark made it downstairs and practically ran out of the building and into the car as May waited. "So, how did it go dear?" said May, as she anxiously waited. "Just fine, I guess," said Mark, relaxing for a second as the car pulled away. "Good dear," said May. "It was wonderful experience." May drove for about fifteen minutes and then pulled over as Mark felt his purse vibrating. May took the purse and opened it, noticing that his cell phone was vibrating with a text message. May picked it up quickly typing a message and then closed it, putting it back in Mark's purse. "Well, I guess you made a good impression honey," said May. "That was Marlene and you've been invited to a pocketbook party with the girls from the office, and also some dinner. Of course, I said you'd love to go." "Come on! Are you kidding me?" said Mark. "When is that? and I have a pink cell phone with John's picture as my wallpaper?" "Oh, the pocketbook party is tomorrow night honey," said May laughing. "You'll have some girl talk, buy a few purses or some jewelry while the guys watch football and drink beer. Dinner is tonight and you're going on a double date with Camille and her boyfriend." "Great," said Mark. "This just keeps getting better." "I know," said May gushing as she made a U turn. "I'll take you to Le Poshe Boutique. You need something appropriate to wear and we've got to move faster on some training." May drove them to a fancy little dress shop and they got out. She dragged him inside and immediately hugged and kissed the owner. May began speaking French as the owner smiled and looked Mark up and down, as May did most of the talking. "Megan, this is Renee," said May as the owner extended her hand. Mark softly shook her hand awkwardly as she studied his every move. "Megan, she dressed many women and a number of girls like you before honey, so you are in good hands. I'll be back for you in a bit," said May. Mark was stunned as Renee took his arm and led him to her fitting area, as May turned and walked out of the boutique. Renee slowly stripped him of his shoes, business suit and blouse and began evaluating him, taking measurements while he was in his corset. She now carefully began trying outfits on him, as he adjusted each dress as he followed her signals as neither one of them spoke very much. She seemed to speak little English but seemed to understand as she tried dress after dress on him. After about a dozen dresses, he found himself standing there in only his underwear for ten minutes until she returned. She was now accompanied by a large gentleman who was holding a pink dress. She slipped the pink dress over his head and then slipped on some pink 5 inch sling back pumps. She took his hand and showed it to him in the mirror as she straightened it. He now saw himself in a soft pink dress with a simple blended floral pattern. The dress was very light weight silk material, with a rounded open scoop neck and some flowing layers. "Romance with Philippe for one hour please. Practice, practice, practice," said Renee, in broken English as she left them. "Then I dress you for tonight." "What does that mean?" said a surprised Mark. "Means practice being in love, loosen up," said Renee. "May is teaching you to be a lady. I will teach you to be a woman in love. You will practice for tonight with Philippe. He is a wonderful teacher." Philip took Mark's hand and they walked outside the boutique. There was a horse drawn carriage waiting for them as Philippe helped him into it. Mark was in a soft pink dress with a large stranger going who knows where, with someone he had known for five minutes. "You are very beautiful," said Philippe, kissing his wrist. "Just feel beautiful. Feel the cool breeze and smell the wonderful fresh air. Just relax with me. I am honored being in the presence of such an elegant woman." "OK?" said Mark as this was very weird. "Please stop here for a moment please'. Said Philippe to the driver. Philippe got out of the carriage and walked over to a floral cart. He returned with a large bouquet of flowers and presented it to Mark as he got back in. "For a blooming young lady," said Philippe, as he handed them to Mark and kissed his cheek. Mark began to get a little chill, as he could oddly feel the breeze up his thin skirt and on his bare back. He was now moving his hair from his face with his free hand, as Philippe had his arm around his shoulder and had a large bouquet on his lap. The carriage now trotted down the road and stopped as again Philippe jumped out and went over to some street vendors. He returned this time with a white crocheted shawl and placed it around Mark's shoulders. He then placed a pink head band on Mark's head, helping him to pull his hair back and strangely kissed his forehead. "Is that better my dear," said Philippe. "Your hair is beautiful, but we mustn't allow it to cover those amazing eyes you have." He again put his arm around him to keep him warm, as it was a very breezy day. "Thanks," said Mark, as he just smiled, having no idea what to say as he was now being caressed, as Philippe rubbed his shoulders through the shawl. As the carriage stopped this time, Philippe got out and extended his hand. Mark stepped out as Philippe took his arm. Mark held his flowers in the other arm and they walked together as Philippe led him through the park. They walked towards a lake and sat down on a bench, as Philippe sat turning towards Mark. He now took both of Mark's hands as this was becoming quite uncomfortable. "Beauty for beauty," said Philippe, as he handed him a small present and kissed Mark's wrist. "A present?," said Mark, puzzled as he opened it. He unwrapped a box and opened it, finding a simple diamond pendant necklace inside. Philippe took it from the box and placed it around his neck. "A woman of your beauty should have gifts every day of her life," said Philippe. "You are more precious than these diamonds." Philippe was now softly rubbing his face, and Mark began shaking with nervousness as Philippe had his hand on his thigh. "You are the most beautiful woman on earth. I am honored just to spend time with you," said Philippe, drawing very close. "Enjoy your beauty as I do. You are so soft, so tender." Philippe rubbed his thigh as he felt him trembling, and now Mark knew exactly what was coming next ,as Philip leaned in and then just softly touched his lips with his. "I can't. Sorry," said Mark as he pulled away. "I'm not into this. I don't know you and this is too weird." "I know that Megan," said Phillipe, not backing down. "I'm sorry, but you must get used to being the amazing woman that you are and having men adore you. Get used to being desired and catered to. Let go and embrace being romanced." Philippe leaned in again and this time gently held Mark's neck. He pressed his lips very softly against Mark's for a few seconds and then pulled away. "Good start honey," said Philippe, as he stood up and slipped his fingers between Mark's. "Don't worry, I know you belong to John and he is a lucky man. I'm just a teacher and you are his lover. He's a lucky young man." Mark was slightly stunned as they began walking back towards the carriage. They climbed in and drove away, as Philippe cuddled him. They pulled back up at the boutique and they hopped out, then they walked in and Renee was waiting for them. "Flowers and a lovely necklace," said Renee smiling. "How wonderful"! "Soft romantic kisses darling. Holding hands with interlocking fingers. Little gestures and delicate touching," said Philippe ,as he put both his arms around Mark's neck and looked into his eyes. "That's how a couple in love acts. That's what you must do tonight and in the future to be convincing. He adores you and you him. Embrace your love." Again Philippe softly kissed Mark on the lips, as he was frozen with surprise. "Enjoy your evening my dear," said Philippe as he left. "Remember John is lucky to have a friend like you, but especially a sensitive romantic woman like you." "Looks like you have had some wonderful training dear. Isn't Philippe amazing! Now, let's get you ready for tonight," said Renee, leading him to the back room. Renee began undressing him and again she left him standing there in his under garments for a few moments. She now began spritzing him with perfume as he stood there as May walked in. "So how was training, Megan dear?" said May. "That was training?" said Mark sarcastically. "Wonderful if you wanted me to feel like someone's little princess! And I'm pretty sure he was baiting me to make out with him, but obviously I didn't. Kissing and dating weren't in this bet. Neither was being with another guy." "Oh Megan, Megan Megan," said May shaking her head. "I'm just trying to put you in situations so you know how to act dear. Remember you said you would do whatever it takes for John. Well, being convincing is part of the bet." "Dear, you need to be at ease as a beautiful young lady in love. That's all today was about," said Renee chiming in. "Holding hands and a little soft touching and kissing are things couples do in public every day honey. Things you'll need to do in a little while"! "Oh shit," said Mark whining. "Come on May. Do I really have to go on a double date?" "Be still and get dressed young lady," said May, getting pissed off as she removed the shoulder strap on his corset. Renee now had him step into a dress and pulled it up. She pulled his arms through the thin loop holes and stepped behind him, zipping it up. She now slipped on his shoes and then sat him down at the vanity and pulled off his headband. She began brushing his hair and then pulled it back off his forehead and began spraying. She now worked on his eye shadow, blush, and then redid his lips. How cute is she or what!" said May. "Perfect Renee. Delicate with a touch of sex appeal ,yet very classy and appropriate. Come on now honey. John is waiting outside." Nervously, Mark followed May out of the dressing room to see John sitting and waiting for him. John smiled as he certainly never saw the original Megan dressed like this, as his eyes lit up upon seeing Mark. He was in a black a-line dress with tiny white polka dots. The dress was held in place with a thin strap over each shoulder, with abustier heart shaped top showing just a hint of cleavage. It had a delicate yet thick pink ribbon for a belt, which wrapped around his waist and was tied behind his back in a large bow. The dress flared beneath the waistline a bit giving it some shape, and stopped about an inch above the knee with just a slight swing to it as he moved. On his feet he had on peep toe black sling backs which were decorated in polka dots above the thin 4 inch stiletto heel. He had on a gold ankle bracelet on his left ankle and double large bangles on his right wrist. His hair was still straight, resting on both shoulders and his back but no longer parted on the side. It was now pulled back and bumped up a bit above his forehead, and held in place with a matching black and white polka dot clip. "Hi," said John, amazed as he looked at Mark. "Don't you look incredible tonight Megan." May nodded at John, as he then smiled and walked over and kissed Mark's cheek. "Thank you," said Mark looking down shly. "Have fun you two love birds," said May, holding open the boutique door as John took Megan's hand as they walked outside and turned the corner. "Slow down," said Mark, as he was being dragged. "I'm in very high heels here dude." "Sorry honey," said John slowing down. "Its only two blocks and I'm kind of nervous." "Honey?" said Mark getting irritated. "Easy on that shit man. This is hard enough for me. You don't have to talk like that when we're alone." "OK, sorry Megan, but I really do," said John giving him a look. "I have to keep my mind straight or I'll mess up. Understand?" "Yes, sorry I do," said Mark, cautious with his voice again. "These are just some tough shoes to walk in." "I bet," said John, now relaxing and laughing. "But trust me HONEY. They look spectacular on you. You have got some legs." "Hello you two." Yelled Camille, as she screamed at them as they approached the restaurant. "Hi Camille," said John as she immediately hugged him. "How gorgeous do you look girlfriend!" said Camille, now hugging Mark. "I'm so happy you two are joining us tonight on such short notice. This is my fianc?e Michael." "Hi," said Mark, as Michael now kissed his cheek and shook his hand. "Come on, let's go inside and sit down," said Camille as they went in. They were quickly seated and Michael ordered some wine, and they began drinking. "You look amazing Megan," said Camille. "I love that dress. So pretty on you. And wow, those are some sexy shoes girl! And you're so tall and thin. I hate that about you." "Oh sorry," said Mark, confused. "I mean thanks." "Just kidding girl," said Camille, laughing and drinking. "Send us two more bottles please. So where did you get it?" "Oh ,at a little French boutique a few blocks from here," said Mark catching on. "I tried on a million things and found this." "Cool, you'll have to take me there sometime," said Camille, as she rubbed her boyfriend's chest. "I love looking my best for Michael and he's always looking to put me in a short skirt and heels." "Sure, that would be fun," said Mark, rolling his eyes at John. "I just love shopping and John is the same. It seems like I don't ever leave the house without my stilettos." "So look, here's the deal," said Camille, as she was getting tipsy and filling Mark's glass. "I wanted to have a little dinner with you to discuss this out of the office. I shouldn't be telling you this, but Mr. Sanders is creating a new position which you may have a shot at. It's going to be even higher paying and have a little more power than what you lost out on, so I wanted to give you a heads up. I mean if you play your cards right and all goes well, this week you could get it." "Wow, thanks a lot," said John. "That would be awesome." "Be right back boys," said Camille, as she got up and kissed her boyfriend passionately on the lips. "Come with me to the ladies room Meg"! "Sure," said Mark, as he stood up and kissed John's cheek. "Please, it's cool John. I'm cool," said Camille. "Don't be shy around me. She'll fix her lipstick in a minute so relax"! John stood up and planted a kiss on his friend's lips and held it firmly for a few seconds. Mark was now motionless as he felt a rush of vomit in his throat, snapping out of it as Camille grabbed his arm. As they got to the rest room, they stood at the mirrors next to each other as Camille worked on her makeup. Mark dug into his purse and painted on a little lip gloss, slowly killing time as Camille worked on herself. "So Meg, you two thinking of getting married any time soon," said Camille as she was brushing on mascara. "Oh wow," said Mark, jerking his lip gloss onto his teeth. "Maybe someday I guess." "Well, just curious because I heard a rumor that you two had broken up," said Camille questioning him. "I mean he's such a nice guy, why would anyone break up with him unless there are some other issues?." "Nope, just a rumor," said Mark, now cautious with her." He's a keeper." "So, how is he in bed?" said Camille, fixing her hair as Mark cleaned his teeth. "Is he a tiger or what! I mean he's a big guy. He must be pretty big?" "Camille!" said Mark shocked. "He's a a a perfect." "I figured as much Megan," said Camille, laughing as she closed her purse. "I mean Michael and I are so in sync in that area. It's amazing!! Didn't mean to put you on the spot ,but I'm just glad you two have a good sex life." "Yes, of course we do," said Mark standing up for himself and John. "I'm sorry honey," said Camille, as she took Mark's arm and looked him in the eye. "I have to tell you the truth about tonight. Mr. Sanders made me double date with you so that I could report back to him about you two. He wanted me to make sure you guys are legit. He's not seen you around before today, and you're a hot girl so I just have to observe and report back." "What a bastard," said Mark insulted. "How can I trust you?" "Look, you are really cool and I'm sorry," said Camille, digging through her purse and pulling out her cell phone. "Here's what I'm going to do. When you guys slow dance I'll record it on my cell phone and show him tomorrow. He'll see how in love you really are and that will help John's case, and then you guys will show him yourself at the company party. Come on let's go." Camille hugged Mark and kissed his check. She wiped her lipstick off his cheek and they returned to the table. They ate dinner quietly and had nice small talk. "Ooouugghh I love this song honey," said Camille as she winked at Megan. "Why don't we all dance a little?" "Yes, I love it too honey," said Mark as he looked at John and put his hand in his. "I'd love that honey. Pleeeaasse." Mark stood up and practically dragged a shocked John from the chair. As they got to the dance floor, Mark put both arms around John's neck as he placed his around Mark's waist. They danced next to Michael and Camille without saying a word, as Mark smiled as he looked into John's eyes. He could now see Camille holding her cell phone behind Michael's neck ,semi-hiding it as they danced. "Ok." Mouthed Camille to Mark. "I'm recording. Show me some passion girl." Mark now took a deep breath, closed his eyes and pulled John's neck close to his. He now began softly kissing John, surprising him and digging his nails through his hair as he made sure not to let go. "Make it good honey," said Mark, whispering in his ear and then nibbling on it as he released his for a moment. "Show them we are in love. She's taping us for your boss to see." Mark then pulled again at John's neck and without waiting for an answer, stuck his tongue into John's mouth and it got hot and heavy. After a minute, Mark looked over, seeing she was no longer taping and immediately stopped.. "Sorry." Mouthed Camille. "Battery died. I think I got some of it." When the song ended, they sat back down and immediately Mark quickly downed some wine. "Wasn't that a nice dance?" said Camille, fixing her lipstick in her compact at the table. "You two are so cute together." "Gee, thank you," said Mark ,as he got the queue to fix his lips as well. "Well, it's late so we have to get running," said Camille as she paid the check. "Relax, I'm paying for it"! "Ok, thanks for dinner," said John. "We had a nice time." "I'll see you at work John, and don't have too much fun tonight you two love birds," said Camille, hugging and kissing them. "See you at the pocketbook party Megan"! The two couples walked out holding hands, as Michael and Camille jumped in a cab leaving Mark and John awkwardly standing there on the curb holding hands. "You ok?," said John, releasing his hand. "I messaged May so she'll be here in a second for you I, a just want to say ahhh--." "Uumm yeah. I'm fine," said Mark interrupting him and looking ready to cry. "Let's just not talk about that and finish this thing off for you ok and hopefully get back to Normal" "Yeah man," said John catching himself. "I mean of course Megan." May pulled up and Mark actually looked relieved to see her as he walked over to the car. "See you tomorrow," said Mark,as he got in and cracked a joke to break the weird tension. "And don't dream about me"! "Thanks again,but hey you are pretty hot so no guarantees on that one," said John as he closed the door smiling. "Plus, how will I ever get a better girlfriend than you anyway. A sexy red head in heels and a dress like that, that likes Football. You are every man's dream!" "Damn right I am," said Mark laughing as he rolled up the window. "But I don't remember my cousin in shoes like this for you. These things are a fucking killer. See you tomorrow." "Wow, seems like you two had a nice date tonight," said May. "May, thank goodness I had a few drinks or I would have had a heart attack by now," said Mark. "Please get me to bed and I am dying to brush my teeth." Part Four After a long night, Mark woke up bright and early with a little bit of a hang over. He walked into his bathroom, trying to block out the previous evening with John and dreading another day as Megan. He popped a few aspirins and took a sip of water from the sink and looked at his tussled hair and smeared makeup in the mirror. "So you're awake Megan," said May, as she startled him from behind. "Good morning dear." "Morning May," said Mark, rubbing his eyes. "Take a shower dear," said May. "You'll feel a little better after that, and scrub your face a bit. I'll leave you something to wear so dress yourself and come downstairs when you are ready." Mark happily took a shower and relaxed in there for a while under the massaging jets. He scrubbed off all his makeup and washed his hair before getting out and drying off. He walked into the bedroom and noticed that May was no where in sight, but she had laid clothes out on the bed for him. His clothes looked simple as they were a basic light blue bra and panty set, a baby blue women's jogging suit, white tank top, ankle socks and sneakers. This didn't seem too bad he said to himself as he slipped on the bra. Fastening it in the back was difficult, but he finally got it and then stepped into the panties. He then pulled the white tank top over his head and stepped into the soft jogging pants. He put the ankle socks on his feet, then the sneakers, and then the little hooded jacket which he left unzipped. He walked downstairs and went to the table as May immediately inspected him. "More comfortable today I see," said May, as she looked him up and down. "Yes, this beats a corset and heels anytime, obviously!" said Mark smiling. "Good, I'm glad, because you'll need to be comfortable today as we continue your training," said May smiling at him. "But obviously you still need a lot of work. Women do not just roll out of the shower and do things looking like that my dear." "Oh, I guess not," said Mark. "Your hair is soaking your clothes. You have on not a stitch of makeup and you're obviously not properly tucked," said May as she flicked his wet stringy hair and stared at his crotch area. "Now let's go back upstairs and fix you up." May first took off his jogging suit jacket and then placed a dry towel over his shoulders as she sat him on the vanity stool. She took a towel and placed it over his shoulders and brushed his hair. When she finished brushing, she removed the towel from his shoulders and used it to wrap his hair turban style. Next ,she began rubbing foundation on his face and then some blush. She now surprisingly stood him up and pulled down his pants as she immediately jammed his testicles inside and snapped his panties in place as she pulled his member back forcefully. "Much better," said May shaking her head. "Try not to forget to take care of that little problem you have"! She then used her mascara and some eye shadow before rubbing a little gloss on his lips with her finger. She now removed his towel and filled her hand with mousse. She then took the mousse and began massaging it into his damp hair, scrunching it as she worked. When she finished, she clipped a large diffuser on the end of her blow dryer and switched it on. She picked at his hair as she circled him drying it, before switching it off and then using a pump hair spray all over his head. She then took a pick and lifted it at the roots and sprayed more liberally now as she continued scrunching it with her fingers. "Much better honey," said May, as she let him look at his reflection. "Rolling out of bed for a young lady like yourself still requires thirty minutes of making yourself presentable dear." "I see that May," said Mark, looking at himself in the mirror. Mark stared at his reflection, realizing he looked again very much like his cousin as he was dressed and made up very simply. She often wore little jogging suits like this as she typically dressed very comfortably. She also normally didn't wear much makeup as he now realized that even a simply made up look does require some effort. He had also seen her quite a few times with her hair in a wavy scrunched wet look that he now realized took a lot of effort to achieve as well. May now tapped his shoulder for him to stand up and helped him put his sweat suit jacket back on. She zipped it up about half way and then clipped a gold heart on a thin chain around his neck. She knelt down and put a gold ankle bracelet around his right ankle, which shone nicely on the skin, showing below his ? length Capri type jogging pants. She then fastened a cute little gold watch on his left wrist and then a gold charm bracelet on his right wrist and finished him off by touching his wrists and neck with some perfume. "See now dear, this is how young ladies roll out of bed ,yet still take some pride in putting themselves together," said May. "Now let's go downstairs." As they got downstairs to the kitchen table, Mark sat down just as the door bell rang. He looked at his watch and knew immediately that it was time for his vocal lesson. "Go ahead and answer the door dear," said May looking at him and nodding. "You'll do your lesson today in the parlor dear." He answered the door and then sat down, following directions for a few hours as instructed, working on his voice and mannerisms. When he finished, he returned to the kitchen to find May loading the kitchen counter with food and products. "Put on your apron and those gloves dear," said May. "Ok sure. I'll help you?" said Mark, surprised as May slipped a fuchsia floral apron over his head and tied the ribbon behind him. "No dear," said May chuckling. "You really should start reading your text messages. It's me that will be helping you. Actually teaching you honey. Now let's get these on because we can't afford the time to send you for a manicure before the party?" "What?" said Mark, wondering what she meant as she slipped his hands into elbow length yellow gloves. "Marlene has been texting you like crazy about the pocketbook party tonight, to tell you that everyone is chipping in to bring something," said May, showing him his phone. "Honey, she volunteered you to bake and then to help prepare the favors. That's why I have you dressed more casual today so you can get it done along with your regular tasks." "I can't bake," said Mark immediately whining. "Not yet honey," said May smiling. "But you will be in a few moments." May covered the counter in flower and handed Mark some dough. She showed him how to roll it and then line the pans. He followed her instructions as she forced him to do the work, and instructed him as he prepared four pies. He then put them in the oven and before long he was now mixing some batter as he was preparing the frosting for a few cakes, until he felt some one touching him from behind. "Well, look at you," said John, as he put his arms around Mark, hugging him from behind and kissing his cheek. "Isn't she something May?" "Yes, that's an amazing girl you have there John," said May, turning around. "Well hello ladies." "Claire, Adrian, I'd like you to meet my girlfriend, Megan and my good friend May," said John as he now had his arm around Mark. "Theses are two of the coolest girls from work and I'm so glad they could meet you." "Hi," said Mark, covered in flower and shocked to see two young attractive girls. "So Megan, Claire is the host tonight and I'm dropping off the favors like we talked about so you can get them together in time," said John, winking at him. "Megan, it's so nice for you to chip in and help us," said Claire. "And look at you. I mean John, she's way too pretty for you." "Thanks," said Mark, smiling as he dusted himself off. "I doubt that right now, looking like this"! "Well, we really appreciate this because it's a big help and we're so busy at the office right now. Said Adrian chiming in. "John is lucky to have a girlfriend like you." "Oh, please! It's no problem. I'm lucky to have him as well," said Mark as he turned, giving John a look like he wanted to kill him. "I'm happy to help and I understand when there is so much to do and so little time." "Thanks because we've got to get back to work and I just need to get my roots done before tonight," said Claire pulling at her hair. "I'm so overdue and I can't go much longer or I'll be a disaster." "Oh, yes," said Mark. "You must take care of that before the party." "Thanks again honey," said Claire, hugging him, careful not to get flower on herself. "Can't wait to chat later girlfriend." "Bye honey," said John, delivering a firm kiss and holding it for a second as the girls watched. "See you later at the party. Bye May." "So John, you've got yourself a great girl there," said Adrian, as they walked out of the room. "And she's got some domestic skills. Very Nice." "Like part red head hottie and part Martha Stewart," said Claire, cracking a joke. "What fucking bullshit this is!" said Mark, as he heard the door close. "I'm fucking baking shit for her party while that bitch gets her hair done." "It's never easy being the little Mrs.," said May laughing. "But you need the practice and it'll help make you a better woman." "Yeah, a redhead Martha Stewart," said Mark screaming now. "I heard that bitch"! "Calm down and finish dear," said May laughing. "This is about John and not you, but now I know you are the jealous type." Mark calmed down and finished frosting his cakes. He removed his pies from the oven and then placed them on the stove to cool, as May cleaned up. She now started laying out the contents of the boxes that John brought in, as Mark sat there shaking his head. "Let me lay out the first one and then you just copy it," said May as she arranged each box on the floor and table. May took out a small white basket from a large box and filled the bottom of it with tissue paper. She now took a bottle of nail polish, shampoo, perfume, shower gel, a small bag of scented potpourri, and a pearl embroidered picture frame and arranged them in a lovely pattern in the basket. She then covered the basket with clear wrap and tied a white bow atop it ,sealing in its contents. She then took pink ribbon and a scissor, creating curls which dangled, finishing off the look. "Ok, there you go honey," said May, modeling her basket to him. "Your turn to make the rest." Mark stared down at the contents, looking ill as May smiled and untied his apron. He slipped off his yellow gloves and slowly got to work filling the baskets. "Damn, this sucks," said Mark as he stuffed them. "I can't wait to get all shit over with and get back to work." After two hours of making baskets, May returned and helped him clean up the mess as he finally finished. "You did well dear," said May, giggling, her car keys in hand. "Let's get out of here now or we'll never get to the salon on time." "The salon now?" Said Mark surprised. "Yes, don't worry dear. John and a few of the boys from the office are here to bring everything over to Claire's house," said May handing Mark his purse. "That's men's work. I wouldn't want you to have to do that. Let the big strong guys carry everything. Try to remember your current role right now dear. Let's get you ready for the party." John walked in, amazed as he looked at all the baskets and cakes and pies. "Wow," said John, kissing Mark on the lips and holding it for a moment in front of the guys. "What a woman"! "Thanks," said Mark, looking down shyly as he knew the guys were checking him out. "I'll see you later honey. May and I have to go to get our hair done." "You got it gorgeous," said John, as he rubbed Mark's ass as he walked by showing off for the guys. "I'm sure you'll look hot." "What an asshole he can be"! Screamed Mark as he slammed the car door. "I bet you never thought you'd be this happy to be going to get your hair done," said May, teasing Mark as she backed out of the driveway. "True," said Mark laughing as May relaxed him. "Who wants to look good for that jerk?" May quickly drove them as Mark catnapped in the car. As they got there May and Mark walked in to the salon and were immediately welcomed. "Well, are we a little casual today, Megan." Teased Terri. "Don't worry honey, I'll jazz you up a bit." "Great," said Mark, rolling his eyes again. Terri took Mark into the back room and undressed him. As he stood there in nothing but bra and panties, she looked him up and down and then had him step into a pair of jeans. She studied him and then switched them twice before leaving him standing there . "Just a sec hon," said Terri ,as she returned with May. "So casual, but cute right?" "Yeah it's casual, but we need to do like the everyday girlfriend look with just a little glam," said May. "I mean like a dressy jeans thing will work." "I'm good with that May but just a little worried about his shape in jeans!" said Terri touching his ass and hips. "Dresses are easy. Jeans show everything May. I have to make some adjustments for jeans." "Go ahead Terri," said May. "Do the hips like you want! I can't fault you for being a perfectionist"! "Good," said Terri, happy to get her way. "Lay down here Megan." Terri poured some rubbing alcohol onto a cloth and began rubbing it on Mark's hips. She then turned him over on his right side as he could hear her spraying something. He now felt something cold on his right hip as she held it tightly against him. "Flip over girl," said Terri after five minutes ,as she smoothed it carefully. "Don't press on that hip yet though." Terri now worked on the other hip as Mark watched her carefully spraying adhesive and binding the hard yet fleshy colored attachment to him. She smoothed the edges carefully and then took his hand sitting him up. "Stand up now honey," said Terri as she stood him up. Terri now pulled down his panties and then replaced them carefully with a very tight g-string type gaff. Terri pulled it up firmly, making Mark gasp a bit as she tucked everything away. She now adjusted the rear strap, wedging them between his butt cheeks. "Sorry, you'll have to get used to having a wedgie tonight," said Terri, laughing as she inspected her work and slipped him into some knee high nude stockings. Terri took his right leg ,lifting it into a pair of stretch jeans and carefully pulled them up. She walked around instructing him and then tried on three more pairs until she was satisfied with the fit. "Come Ter, we're on a schedule here," said Alicia interrupting as she came in. "Lynne and I both have to work on her still." "Relax, she can be fashionably a few minutes late," said Terri smiling. Terri now undid his bra and changed it to one which was red and lacy. She adjusted the straps and clipped it behind him and pulled hard at his cleavage. She now tried a few tops on Mark, each time buttoning him up and then changing him. Finally, she buttoned up a simple smock over him and dropped some flats in front of him. He stepped into them, surprised, as she smiled with satisfaction over her work. "Go to Lynne now," said Terri, basically pushing him quickly into the salon. "Finally," said Lynne, as she sat him down, wrapping her cape over him and washing his hair. "I'm just going to do a wash and blow out honey." Lynne scrubbed his hair and then wrapped it in a towel and brought him to her salon station. She switched on her hair dryer and began pulling at his hair with her brush. When she switched off the hair dryer, she used a large clip, pinning a lot of his hair on top of his head as Alicia stepped in. Alicia now worked with her sponges, adding foundation, and then seemed to be working with big soft brushes on his cheeks, forehead, and chin. She then took her liquid eye liner, softly working on his upper lid and took her pencil, working on both his inner and outer lids. She jumped back and forth now, working on his eye shadow and then brushing on mascara. When she finished ,she took her lip pencil and lined his lips before using her lip brush on his lipstick. Lynne now jumped back in with her flat iron, and was pulling at his hair, straightening it. She parted his hair in the middle now, and pulled it straight in front of his eyes tightly as she worked. She now took her curling iron at the end of the layers and turned the hair back on both sides in the front and quickly released it. She now picked at his hair with her fingers and then sprayed it as she circled him, before pulling off her cape. "Go back with Terri, honey," said Lynne, as she tapped his thigh. Terri took him back into the dressing room and immediately removed his smock top. She now slipped a shirt onto both arms and then stood in front of him, buttoning it up. She adjusted his cleavage and clipped a necklace around his neck. She then changed his earrings and slipped a few rings on his fingers. She now knelt in front of him and slipped off his flats as he held her shoulder, replacing his flats with pumps as she balanced him. "Very sexy," said May, watching the final touches as Terri now fastened a loose hanging belt over his jeans. "He's looks so tall and thin in that." "He does, right?" said Terri, happy with her work. "Looking good girl. Go take a peek and let's get moving." Mark walked over to the mirror and it was certainly a unique feeling being in tight jeans. He stared at his reflection now, which revealed a sexy red head in tight jeans, dressed to turn a few heads. He was wearing a red silk tapered blouse, which flared out slightly at his waistline. It had ? sleeves, two open buttons revealing ample pushed up cleavage, and a pinched in waist, accentuating his curvy body. His Levis slightly faded dark blue stretch jeans were especially tight on his ass and now showed his falsely enlarged hips, which now bowed out at on each side giving him a very natural look. On his feet ,he had on 5 inch spikey stiletto classic pointy pumps in candy apple red to match his top, and all of his jewelry continued to be in gold. His makeup was highlighted now by his glossy red lips, and both his inner and outer lids had been thinly lined in black. His hair was again straightened with the exception of the slight roll over in front, pulling it off his face perfectly, but looked so different now with a middle part. "Damn," said Mark, touching his hip and feeling his heavy large 6 inch gold hoop earrings which peeked out from under his hair. "I've got fucking curves all over now." "Yes, and they look very nice on you dear," said May smiling. "Now let's go. We are already late." Terri slipped a black leather jacket over Mark's arms and handed him a simple black leather shoulder purse. They hopped in the car as May brought him to the party and he reluctantly rang the doorbell. "Oh , we are so happy to have you," said Adrian ,answering the door. "Claire, John's girlfriend is here. Please come in honey." "Hi," said Mark. "Thanks." "Hi honey!" said Claire, cheek kissing him careful not to get her lipstick on him. "Don't you look great?" "Thank you," said Mark as Adrian took his coat. "So everyone, this is John's girl, Maria. Honey, you know Adrian. This is Tiffany, Melissa, Brittney, Joanne, and Carol," said Claire. "She baked a few things and did all the favors. She's so sweet to do that for us." "Hi, everyone. Oh, you're welcome Claire," said Mark slightly annoyed. "But it's Megan, not Maria." "Oh, sorry. How embarrassing after all your work," said Claire, covering her mouth laughing and rolling her eyes at Adrian. "The boys are inside watching the pre-game if you want to go say hi to John." "Hey everyone," said Mark, as he walked into the room interrupting. "HEEYY," said John spitting his beer as he jumped off the couch seeing Mark. John walked over and immediately hugged and kissed him softly on the lips as Mark could see the guys checking him out. As John released the kiss, he looked into his eyes for a moment and then whispered in his ear. "Thanks for everything. Keep up the show tonight. It's an important night for me," said John as he rubbed his ass. "And by the way, you look incredible." "Ok. Hope this is all worth it for you," said Mark, backing away and whispering in John's ear. "Man are you going to owe me"! "Girls, come on now. Boys we'll be back later," said Claire, kissing her boyfriend. "Now let's get to some fun shopping." Mark now mingled with the girls as they showed each other purses and jewelry. With peer pressure, he now purchased a pocketbook, a clutch, and three pairs of earrings. "Half time! Everybody gather round. Can I have everyone's attention please," said John, as all the guys came in to get more beer. "I'm glad all my co-workers and good friends could be here tonight on this special night." "What are you doing. Please don't embarrass me"!! Mumbled Mark, getting nervous as John now got down on one knee in front of him, trying not to let anyone hear him whine. "Megan, I'm not good with words and I have no idea how to do this, but you are the most beautiful woman on earth and I can't live without you," said John, looking at the ground as he spoke. "I love you and I want to make you my wife. Megan, will you marry me." Mark was now frozen with fear as John opened a small box and took out the ring. He slipped it on his finger and kissed his hand. John looked up into his eyes as a shocked Mark had no idea what to say or do. Mark looked at him ready to cry and shook his head back and forth as the room was hushed awaiting his answer. "John, OMG are you kidding." Squeaked Mark, looking down at the ring on his finger and breaking the tension as everyone applauded and John smiled. "Thank you." Whispered John into Mark's ear as he hugged him tightly before softly kissing his lips three or four times. "This is huge for me." John now stood back up, everyone still clapping as he now heard the sound of spoons and forks clinking on glasses. He looked at Mark and before he could blink an eye, he began kissing him passionately in the heat of the moment. John's tongue surprised Mark and was now deep inside Mark's mouth. After a minute, they released as Mark could see his red lipstick all over John's face and felt ill as he stood up. He wiped John's face with his fingers and stood up, heading for the rest room. The girls all congratulated him, hugged him, and then even group hugged him excitedly before he could make it to the ladies room, as John was smiling and making eye contact with him the whole time. "OK, relax. Relax. Calm down." Mark said to himself as he splashed some water on his face. "One more day and this is over. Party is tomorrow night. One more day of this shit. Calm down and get it together. That was so fucking gross." Mark took a wipe from his purse and softly removed his lipstick from his cheek. He took a little sip of mouthwash and swished it around before spitting, as he attempted to remove the taste of Budweiser in his mouth from John's saliva. He knew the drill from his training now, as he took a tube from his purse and rubbed it on his lips, painting them red once again. He then added his lip gloss and softly brushed some blush back on his cheeks. He gently straightened his hair with his fingers before closing his purse and gave a final glance at himself. He looked down at his hand, now admiring the shininess of his ring glimmering against his glossy French manicure, shook his head and opened the door, as he moved back into the room. "Come inside, bride to be." Yelled Claire, carrying a few beers as he followed her into the family room. The girls were now nestled in with the guys, watching the second half of the game as Mark spotted John. He walked over and stood next to him as there was no room on the love seat sized couch where John and Claire's boyfriend sat, or in any other seat with everyone crammed into the room. "Here honey. Relax, you could use a break I bet," said Claire, as she handed Mark a beer. "It's exciting and stressful at the same time I bet." "Thanks, I could use break," said Mark. "Come on, take a seat and put up those feet," said Claire, as he sat right on her boyfriend's lap and slapped John's thigh. "He looks awfully comfortable. Just relax and drink up." John reached up and helped him gently sit on his lap as he now sat back with his arm on the back of the couch, with John angled towards Claire and the big screen. Mark relaxed, sitting on John for a few minutes of awkward peace. "Those shoes are so hot," said Claire, not paying attention to the game as she struck up conversation. "Are they from Bakers?" "Thanks," said Mark ,having no idea what to say. "Not sure. They were a gift." "Cool. And don't be shy. You can kick them off and relax if you want," said Claire, as she removed her pumps and softly punched her boyfriend. "Right Babe! How about doing your thing for my tired tootsies." "Ok, thanks," said Mark, kicking off his shoes. Claire kissed her boyfriend now and he began massaging her feet. "Hey, John snap out of that football trance," said Claire kicking him. "She wears those to look good for you honey. You can watch the game and massage those sexy feet she's got." John cracked a smile and began massaging Mark's feet as he sat on his lap, it felt good but was just too weird. "Hey, can I have one of those please," said, Mark seeing Adrian with a tray of beers. Adrian handed him another beer which he sipped and then looked at it, making a face. "I know. It's not the same but stay with the light beer now honey," said Adrian, as she looked at him. "When you're having your first fitting, you'll thank me. You can never be too skinny when you walk down the aisle. White shows everything. You'll be eating like a bird now." Mark hated light beer but drank it down and suddenly he felt a sensation he never imagined. He squirmed and looked at John, who acknowledged nothing as he was focused on football. He tried to move, repositioning himself quickly, grabbing another beer and tried not to think about what he now felt looking at the game. John now moved slightly, making himself more comfortable as Mark was awkwardly moving around as the game hit the two minute warning. "Sorry," said Mark, as he accidentally kicked Claire. "Relax Megan," said Claire, noticing Mark fidgeting. "I always have a hard time during these last two minutes of football which take like a half hour, too. Just think about how exciting it'll be to get married or like what type of dress you'll wear." "Sorry," said Mark, now sitting still. "Yes, I'll try that." Mark now felt the urge to vomit as John's penis had become fully erect and he felt it clearly between his cheeks through his stretch jeans. He tried to inconspicuously move again slightly, but this only made it worse as it was clearly a rock solid feeling he could not avoid on his ass or leg. Mercifully now the game was finally over, and Mark had never been so happy to see a great football game end. He now stood up and gladly slipped into his pumps and was happy the party was over. He helped Claire and the girls clean up as the guys finished their beers, before finally saying good night to everyone. As they walked outside holding hands, he looked over at John, giving him a look that could kill as they walked to John's car. "You better drive Megan," said John, handing him the keys as he was fairly hammered. "Great, asshole!" said Mark, as he helped John slouch into the passenger seat and belted him in. He started the car and it felt pretty weird driving in stilettos, and he was careful just to use the tips of his feet. "So look," said Mark, as he began lecturing his friend as he drove off. "Tomorrow ,after this crazy corporate bullshit party. I'm fucking done. Whether that asshole promotes you or not I can't take this shit anymore. As it is ,we have some issues between us now that I have to erase from my mind. I mean I know it's weird to talk about, but I never want to feel your hard on or tongue again. Maybe you're forgetting that I'm really not Megan and I have to admit I look decent as a chick but come on man. And you know I understand that engagement thing actually does probably look pretty good for you, and now everyone will be talking about it at work, but you could have told me that was the plan. I mean you know I'll do anything for you, but I've got to get back to being me and soon. Ok, man?" Mark looked over after getting no reaction, and smacked his friend's shoulder. "Hey, are you getting what I mean?," said Mark, realizing that John was snoring and he was passed out drunk and had heard nothing. "Just great"!!! Mark turned off the car and helped John into his house and dumped him on the couch. Mark pulled out his cell phone from his purse and dialed May's number. "May, I'm at John's place," said Mark, as May answered. "I had to drive him home. He's hammered." "Oh, I see," said May. "Are you planning to spend the night with him?"