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A Grand Plan By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Part Two Claudette gave both of them hugs goodbye as Kenny struggled in his heels as he followed Trisha outside. Instantly they were both freezing in their skimpy bodysuits, until thankfully it was pretty easy hailing a cab dressed as they were. "Next time we better remember jackets dressed like this," giggled Trisha as she snuggled, rubbing against him as they drove. "They'll definitely be no next time, Trish!" cried Kenny. "Well, we'll see about that, based on how well you behave and listen, starting immediately!" Trisha pulled slightly away from their shoulder to shoulder warming position. "Fuck with me again and you'll be getting a lot more than just the cold shoulder! Understand?" "Yes," said Kenny meekly. "That's better, because from this moment on, I'm the head diva, and I'm calling the shots!" said Trisha nodding as she looked at him. "Ok...ok," said Kenny, submissively. " That's better princess! Much better," said Trisha, turning his face and looking him straight into the eyes. "Now that little soft voice is what I'll expect the rest of the night. You smile, act cute and speak when spoken to." "I can at least do the last one no problem," said Kenny sarcastically. "No you can do them all, and you will," said Trisha, as the cab pulled up at the party. "Or would you rather I have the driver drop you half way across town, and you can walk back in your cute little outfit?. "Not funny," said Kenny, getting annoyed. "Again, you're forgetting that pretty little mousey voice you'll need tonight," Trisha scolded him, swinging open the door and smiling. "You do realize there's no pockets in your outfit, and you don't have your wallet, keys, or any money right?" "Crap," whispered Kenny, feeling nothing but his hip pads under his hose and obviously no pockets, as he stepped out of the cab. "Where's my stuff. Is it in this purse?" "In a safe place," teased Trisha. "Now let's go have some pop star diva fun." Kenny quickly rummaged through the small purse, finding only hairspray, a lipstick and mascara. He looked up, seeing Trisha quite a few steps ahead of him as the cab pulled away, quickly realizing there was little choice but to move forward. "Holy fucking shit," screamed a voice that turned to a loud giggle. "Miley! You're fucking Miley Cirus." "You don't approve, Maggie?" teased Trisha, putting both hands on her hips and swishing her tongue. "I know you always thought of her as a little skank!" "No. You look amazing," said Maggie, running over and hugging her. "OMG...You look so sexy as a blonde with this! And wait...No way!.....this isn't a wig is it?" "Nope," said Trisha, taking Maggie's hand and touching it with her palm against the buzzed nape. "I panicked at first, but now I'm really digging it." "I knew if you ever had the guts to go short, you would love it!" said Maggie. "I bet that asshole had no idea how hot you'd turn out. If he did, he'd be dying inside right now I'm sure." "Oh he's dying inside right now, trust me," replied Trisha, turning and looking over her shoulder pointing back towards the curb. "Right Arianna!" Maggie's jaw dropped and then she burst out laughing as she recognized Kenny standing there, shivering from the cool night and the stress. Maggie then raced over, taking his hand and inspecting his nails and then his hair before finally feeling his padding as she was incredibly amazed at his transformation. "Damn, I feel so left out now," Maggie giggled. "I'm dressed like shit next to you two. I would have come as Katy Perry or Madonna if you guys would have let me in. Obviously I didn't get the pop star memo!" "No you look adorable as ahhh whatever country thing you are," Trisha looked at her. Maggie had on a straw hat with a red flannel shirt and ripped blue jeans. She had on moderate makeup and her hair was pulled back under that big hat, and on her feet were simple boots. "Farmer, kinda cowboy," said Maggie. "You know something countryish." "Very cute," said Trisha, who was always supportive. "No, quite ordinary and boring, especially compared to you, but that's fine!" Grinned Maggie. "But if we're talking cute.... I mean Kenny, I can't believe what a hot little number you make. Cute might be the wrong term I guess ,but I know the boys love Arianna Grande, and you look incredible as her." "She does, right?" said Trisha, all proud of her creation. "Did you say she?" said Maggie. "Of course, you see our little bet kind of changed half way through so I decided my friend here is going to spend tonight enjoying some time on our team," said Trisha. "Oh, this should be an interesting night!" Trisha giggled. "Looking like that if I didn't know there was something under there, I mean I'd definitely think it was just some girl dressed as Arianna." "Bullshit Maggie. No way Trisha!" blurted Kenny, getting more annoyed than ever. "Dressing me like this is bad enough, but I didn't agree to that. It's just a costume at a costume party, and that's why you were telling me to soften my voice!" "Exactly Miss Kendra," teased Trisha. "Not happening," said Kenny, getting pissed. "And don't call me that." "Oh it's happing, and in fact it's already happened! My good friend Kendra dressed up as Arianna tonight, just like I buzzed my now platinum head to dress up as Miley," said Trisha sternly. "So who gives a shit what you did or didn't agree to, because I certainly didn't agree to that, did I?" "True I guess?" said Kenny, looking down at the ground. "Good bitch, because you're doing it whether you like it or not, and I plan on enjoying your misery, because if you weren't such a sneaky asshole none of us would even be in these outfits," said Trisha with attitude, before calming herself. "But since we are and you do make one hot chick, you're going to enjoy being one tonight. Are we clear Kendra?" "I guess so," said Kenny softly. "And what's your name?" said Trisha. "Say it and I want to hear you say it in that soft voice again. Now say it." "Kkkkk...kkk...Kendra," uttered Kenny. "I'm Kendra." "And who's Kendra?" scolded Trisha. "Uuumm...I'm Kendra, dressed as Arianna?" said Kenny meekly. "Perfect, and that'll be the last time we discuss that! Don't forget I'm your ride home later and you don't have a phone, wallet, or ten cents on you!" said Trisha smiling. "Now let's hit the party...ladies!" "Whoah!" said Maggie looking at Trisha. "I've never seen this side of you before Trisha, but I like it!" "Well consider me a new woman," said Trisha with confidence. "A changed woman who's done putting up with shit as someone's doormat!" "I love this new you," said Maggie. "But I'd say you're not the only changed woman we've got, and I'd say a lot more people than just me approve." Kenny looked up, seeing the group of guys checking them out as he felt sick to his stomach as Maggie looped her arm through his and then Trisha's as they headed inside. Quickly he was being dragged through the crowd as they finally wound up at the bar as Trisha spotted her boyfriend. "Hoy shit babe," shouted Devin, seeing Trisha. "Hey," sighed Trisha, enjoying his shock. "I barely recognized you," said Devin, drooling. "Really I recognized Maggie right away, and then I was like wow." "I know. I saw the double take," said Trisha, enjoying the attention, flicking his big series of gold chains and leaning in, planting a quick soft kiss. "I know how you rappers are. So you know Maggie, and this is Kendra." "No shit hon! Maybe triple take," said Devin. "Hey girls." "Hi," said Maggie, kissing Devin's cheek and then Kenny followed, giving a little wave just as surprised as he passed the first test as Devin didn't seem to doubt anything. "A round for the girls, please" said Devin to the bartender before putting his arm around Trisha, lovingly touching her neck. "Damn this feels weird. No way? You didn't really did you?" "Yeah I did!" said Trisha, stepping back and looking right into his eyes. "You do like me as a blonde right?" "Fuck!" said Devin stunned. "That's not a wig. Damn, you cut off all your hair." "So you don't like it?" said Trisha, stepping back, putting her hands on her hips as she took her drink from the bar. "Why would you care anyway, because all you look at is my boobs anyway!" "No, no," clamoured Devin. "I'm just shocked babe! I ahh...I ahhh.... I just never had a girlfriend with shorter hair than me. That's all." "Really? I guess you never saw your last girlfriend without her weaves in then?" said Trisha, getting angry. "The bitch had one of the shittiest weaves I ever saw. White girls can get extensions too if we want." "Come on Trish. Don't play the race card honey," said Devin. "Just because I'm black and had a black girlfriend before you doesn't mean my girlfriend had shitty weaves." "Race card? Really? You're only half black, and my friend Kendra has a darker tan than you," said Trisha, rolling her eyes. "And you were raised by white people in the suburbs. Give me a break." "Fine. That's true, but what does this all have to do with anything," said Devin. "Ok, you got a new look. It just kind of shocked me. That's all. It's a costume party, so once you're dressed normally, I'm sure I'll adjust. I mean obviously you look super hot tonight!" "Whatever!" said Trisha with some attitude, grabbing Maggie's hand and then Kenny's. "We're going dancing." "Fine!" said Devin, annoyed as she stormed off towards the dance floor. "Happy now," said Trisha, smirking at Kenny as she started them dancing. "I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you?" "Of course not?" said Kenny sarcastically. "Bullshit!" said Trisha. "I know you enjoyed his anguish, but I'll enjoy tonight too!" "Aren't you already?" said Kenny, finding himself on the dance floor with Trisha and Maggie. "Just shut up and shake that butt!" teased Trisha as they were dancing as a little trio. He wobbled a bit at first, but quickly the girls put their arms around his waist and bumped hips, helping him sway a bit. They were giggling uncontrollably at his angst, being silly and grooving to the music. After the third song, he looked up, noticing that Devin had come over as he began dancing directly with Trisha. It was extremely annoying but he found himself dancing with Maggie, it was like Trisha had forgotten him, he was even there as she was making out with Devin. After a few more songs, Maggie and Kenny followed them back to the bar as Devin was joined by some of his buddies, as Trisha was back holding hands with her boyfriend. He tried avoiding eye contact and barely said much as everyone struck up a group conversation. "So Jalal, Devin just told me about Rachel," said Trisha. "Sorry to hear about the breakup, but you've got my two cute single friends to hang with." "Thanks," said Jalal. "Wasn't meant to be, but we went out for two years so it hurts a little." "I bet," said Trisha. "Kendra was in a really long term thing, and she hasn't gotten over it yet. Have you?" "Well maybe I have!" whined Kenny, getting pissed. "Really? Is that so?" said Trisha sarcastically, as she knew he gave the wrong impression. "I'm rather not discuss it, ok?" said Kenny, almost snarling at her. "Me either so let's just drink and change the subject please," said Jalal, buying a round. "Definitely," said Maggie, as they all downed a few rounds of shots and then she grabbed Jalal's hand and then Kenny's. It was extremely weird dancing in a trio with Jalal instead of Trisha, but he was a gentlemen and they did nothing more than dance and kid around. Finally after a few minutes, Maggie ended their boogying as she took pity on him, seeing how uncomfortable he was and how much his feet were killing him. They scurried back to the table, with everyone watching the costumes and sharing small talk, until finally Trisha signalled them as he followed Maggie to the ladies room. "So just so you know," said Trisha, turning and locking the door behind them. "You've accomplished what you wanted." "What do you mean?" asked Kenny curiously. "I mean that I can't keep this up with Devin," said Trisha. "That's all you really give a shit about, right?" "Well, kind of," said Kenny, smirking as she stared at him. "You know how I feel about you, and look at how far this has gotten, Trisha. I mean I've gone along with everything you've asked. The outfit, the dancing, the whole I'm Kendra thing! Doesn't that tell you all you need to know?" "Maybe, but we'll see," said Trisha. "Bitch a little more, and I'll hook you up with Jalal!" "That's not funny!" said Kenny. "Now that's really too far and fucking disgusting. I didn't make you into a lesbian, so no way am I going with some fucking gross dude. This is a costume, remember!" "No, it's not too far! You're thinking once I'm not decked out and all made up, that no lesbos would be thinking I was one of them with this fucking buzzed cut! What part of that is the costume!" said Trisha, getting pissed. "But you're lucky that Jalal seems to be into Maggie anyway, so right now you're just a third wheel." "Easy girls," teased Maggie, touching up her lips. "Let's play nice so at least I can finally get laid for a change!" "You're right! Sorry Mag, for being so inconsiderate," Trisha hugged Maggie and then took out a tube and touched Kenny's lips. "Let's get back out there and I'll help you!" Trisha then unlocked the door and they headed back out, hanging with the guys. They drank and laughed for another hour, until finally Trisha looked at her watch and gave a wink to Maggie, who was hitting it off really well with Jalal. "Ready hon," said Trisha, with a little yawn. "Getting kind of late and I'm beat. Plus Kendra's got a bit of a headache." "Sure," said Devin, giving her a nod. "You need me to drop you off on the way Kendra, or did you drive yourself?" "Oh, my car is," Kenny started to say, as Trisha interrupted. "She can't drive after all she's been drinking tonight," said Trisha, looking over at Kenny, giving a smile. "She'll stay at my place tonight, and I'll drive her to her car in the morning." "Oh that's so considerate!" said Kenny happily, surprised and flicking his wrist, playing it up. "I appreciate that girlfriend, but you sure? I'm sure I'll sober up, soon." "No, I insist," said Trisha, with a wink. "It's been a long time since you slept over, and it'll be a nice change of pace." "I'm so lucky to have such a nice friend like you," said Kenny, smiling as he happily downed his drink and gave Trisha a girlie hug. They hugged Maggie goodnight and then they went out and got into Devin's car. He sat quietly in the backseat as they drove to her place, and felt much better as Devin pulled up in front. "Why don't you give us just a minute, ok Kendra?" said Trisha, looking back and handing over her house keys to Kenny. He took her keys, breaking eye contract as he headed into her apartment. As he got inside, he looked around, seeing that it didn't seem like much had changed since they had dated. He did notice that their pictures of them on various vacations had been replaced with a few of her with Devin as he lifted one of them from her living room end table as he sat on the couch. "Yeah, those have changed!" said Trisha, seeing him gazing at them as she entered as he dropped it back on the table. "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you!" "It's fine," said Kenny, placing it back down on the end table. "I'm just happy to be back here and kind of surprised honestly." "Yeah, me too I guess!" Trisha came over sitting next to him. "I thought maybe we'd just both start a new chapter for us tonight." "Really?" said Kenny, surprised as she put her hand on his stocking thigh. "Like this?" "Well I'd hate to waste this whole sexy Miley thing tonight, and I'm sure you never thought you'd look this hot as Arianna," said Trisha, leaning in closely and looking into his eyes. "Tonight I thought I'd act on Miley's wild side, so I was hoping Arianna would be interested in doing the same." "Oh yeah!" replied Kenny, nervously nodding. "Good girl," said Trisha, opening her mouth and initiating a deep kiss. He moaned as she dug her nails into his thigh as she swished her tongue in his mouth. He was on cloud nine as she was feverishly kissing him as it got hot and heavy until she broke the kiss. "Let's go both slip you into something more comfortable," said Trisha, standing up and taking him by the hand. "I've got a few cute things that I think will work on Arianna." He felt his pinned manhood straining as he followed her into her bedroom as she kissed him again and sat him on the bed. He opened her lingerie dresser, rummaging through some things and turned, looking over her shoulder sizing him up. "You want me in your lingerie?" said Kenny, surprised. "Well not just yet!" said a voice, stunning Kenny as his head swiveled quickly towards the door. "But the night is young, Miss Grande." "Devin?" yelped Kenny, surprised. "Surprised to see me, Kendra?" said Devin with a serious smile. "Well I thought you...." stuttered Kenny. "You know dropped us off and left." "I talked to Trisha and dropped you off and parked," said Devin. "Trisha, I thought you...." "Well not yet we didn't talk, but we're all good here," said Trisha, turning away from her dresser and sitting next to Kenny on the bed, taking his hand whispering into his ear as she kissed it. "Tonight is a special and unique night for all of us." "It is?" said Kenny softly as she nibbled on his ear. "Oh definitely!" said Trisha with one last nibble before looking over at Devin. "I was about to tell Kendra that you and I broke up, but I didn't get to discuss our new arrangement yet. But it won't be a problem for Kendra, as we've already discussed it and she's dying for a piece of Miley." "Broke up," said Kenny, as she wiggled her tongue in his ear. "Yes," said Trisha, kissing his neck and then getting up. "From this point forward, our relationship will be strictly sexual. Like I said already....I figured since we're all dressed for it, tonight will be all about eroticism. Now enough teasing! I'm dying for a taste of Arianna, and I know she's dying for a taste of Miley right!" "Yeah, but," said Kenny, confused looking over at Devin. "And that I'm dying to see," said Devin, practically drooling as he rubbed himself through his pants. "You're dying to watch us together?" asked Kenny, beginning to shake nervously. "Arianna and Miley, are you kidding?" said Devin, undoing his belt buckle. "Don't worry," said Trisha, walking over and planting a soft wet kiss on Devin. "I promised him he could do more than watch." "Oh shit! You didn't?" squealed Kenny as Trisha re-approached him. "And you'll play along and enjoy every minute of this if you want any chance of a future between us," whispered Trisha in his ear before planting a soft wet kiss on him now and then exclaiming aloud. "Let the fun begin." "I couldn't agree more," smirked Devin, dropping his pants to his ankles and pushing off his shoes. He kicked them off as he approached Kenny in his boxers as he leaned forward, placing his hands on each side of him on the bed as he pressed his lips against Kenny's. He couldn't even react as he rolled his eyes to the left over Devin's shoulder towards Trisha as he watched her smile, seeing his angst as he was instantly being kissed. "Devin, please stop," shouted Kenny, breaking the kiss. "Trisha, I can't do this. I can't be Kendra. I want to be with you more than anything in the world but I can't." "You're right," said Trisha, hurrying over, pushing back Devin's face and sliding in her own, planting a kiss. "I know you can't do this Kendra...but we both know Miley and Arianna can." She pushed him back on the bed and then leaned in, deeply kissing him. It was surreal as he found himself in an extremely erotic situation as she pulled her head back, smiling at him and then kissing him again. After the second brief kiss, she raised her head then Kenny watched them both lean in over him towards each other as their faces met above him kissing. The moment he tried to slide out from under their passion, he felt Devin's knee drop between his legs and then it was joined by Trisha's, boxing him in. They both hovered over him now as he had nowhere to go as again Devin's lips pressed down on his as Trish's tongue returned to his ear. He could hardly believe he was the object of their affection as he again oddly felt his manhood attempting to awaken from its tucked position, as he shockingly exhaled in pleasure which allowed Devin's tongue to enter his mouth. It was nothing like any kiss he had ever shared with Trisha, as Devin's was deep and powerful. He got nervous as he glanced up, seeing Trisha pull back from his ear as he felt Devin's knee push hard against his crotch area now sliding continuously before it began rubbing hard. "Damn, you're so hot," said Devin, pulling away his face. "I've always fantasized about Arianna, and now I'm about to have her." "Now what?" squealed Kenny. "Trisha please. You know I can't..." "Just relax," said Trisha, interrupting by kissing his forehead as he felt Devin's knee leave his crotch and he shifted his weight, sliding up on his body before whispering in his ear again. "Ssshhh. I'll guide you through it all and this will be amazing." "I want her bad, Trisha," screamed Devin, shifting as he ripped off his boxers. "No! No way," cried Kenny, feeling his face being squished between Devin's knees and looking up, seeing his hairy balls hovering above his face. "Gentle please, Devin," said Trisha, calming him down as she grabbed Devin's penis with her left hand and covering Kenny's eyes with her right. "Nice and easy and let's all take it slow. It won't bite and neither will you, Kendra. Relax, you're the exotic sensual Arianna. You're a vixen. A temptress. And everyman's fantasy." She again inserted her tongue in Kenny's ear, swishing it ever so slowly as she could feel him quiver. With her index finger , she touched his lips keeping his eyes covered with her palm as she slowly parted them. He could feel the bile building in his stomach and recognized the revolting feeling of short wispy hair against his lips, as her fingers parted them. A sweaty salty taste quickly fired through his senses now as Devin pressed forward gradually as Kenny soon found his cheeks filled with his hairy testicles. "Fight of the urge to gag," whispered Trisha in his ear, returning her kissing to his eardrum. "Breathe easy through your nose and just suckle like you would my boob. Just pretend that's what it is if it helps you." All he could do was mumble as he tried to speak with his mouth full, as he tried to move his face, pulling away but Devin prevented any head movement, squeezing his knees tightly around his cheek bones. What lasted maybe a minute or two seemed like hours as finally Devin pushed back, sliding his balls from his mouth as he gasped for air, looking up seeing Trisha's free hand stroking his rock hard member inches from his nose. He felt almost faint as the vibration of her stroke quickly halted when she removed her grasp, only to reposition her fingers as she guided it against his lips. "Accept it you skank, and let's get to the real fun," yelled Trisha, slapping the erection across his cheek as she bent the shaft with little mercy. Devin groaned with excitement and some pleasurable pain as he lifted his knees from the bed as Trisha forcefully pushed his member between Kenny's lips. He fought the initial insertion, at first clenching his teeth but his feeble struggle failed quickly as Trisha sunk her teeth into a free section of his neck ripping at his bare flesh as he yelped, accepting his unwelcome prize. He could feel the first tear streaming down his left cheek as Devin began slowly thrusting as he struggled, but quickly realized Devin's brute force and his compromised position was no match for his girly rebuff. "Relax your throat and lips, and this will be much easier," whispered Trisha, removing her bite from his neck. "He's excited so it won't last long. Trust me, you don't want to piss him off when he's this content or you'll have problems you really don't want." There was little Kenny could do anyway as he struggled to relax his throat as he attempted to move his face unsuccessfully. He tried mentally tuning out what was happening, as he couldn't believe Trisha had put him in this situation, as he realized the thrusting was getting faster and pushing at his tonsils. "Oh yeah Arianna you sexy bitch, oh yeah girl!" screamed Devin now. "Get ready for something really grand now Miss Grande." It was all he could do, clenching the bed with his fingers as he felt Devin almost snapping his neck as he pinched his knees around his head, dropping them down as he felt a rush down his throat. He was instantly squirming, freaking out as he fought the urge to choke as his pallet had been saturated as he felt the extreme rush, gulping from the tension. He gagged a few times as finally Devin lifted off him, dropping to lie next to him as Kenny sat up with an extreme gasp. As the urge to vomit now raced through his senses, Trisha put her arm around him and began softly kissing him and then licking the drippings from his chin as this was all so surreal. In some strange way, his mind wandered like this could have never happened as she pushed him back on the bed as she kissed him feverishly as they strangely made out almost like old times privately. He could not shake the extreme revolting taste, but Trisha did her best, cleansing his buds with her tongue as he watched Devin leave their side happily. They kissed continually until finally Devin returned, sliding him up higher on the bed and lying next to him. Not a word was uttered as he felt trapped as he found himself sandwiched between them as quickly Devin pulled up the covers, sensing him shiver. He twisted his neck towards Trisha, trying to avoid eye contact with Devin as Devin's arm wrapped over him as did Trisha's. He closed his eyes, realizing he was going nowhere as his only satisfaction was that they all now fell asleep, ending this insanity as he was drained both mentally and physically. "Not bad for your first time, Kendra," said Trisha, as Kenny began waking up. "Trisha, what the fuck!" cried Kenny, sitting up rubbing his eyes. "Is he in the bathroom?" "Relax, he's gone!" said Kendra at the mirror unwinding the front of her hair from her curling iron. She teased and sprayed as he looked down at himself, lifting the covers still in full Arianna costume as Trisha was showered and changed. "Good, then help get me out of all this," cried Kenny. "And please tell me that I was dreaming. That nothing happened last night!" "Oh it happened, and it was pretty damn hot," teased Trisha. "Why would you want to forget that. I think you were a natural!" "I know you're mad at me, but that was way too far and I'll never be able to forget that happened." Kenny turned red. "Please, where are my clothes, and I can still taste something disgusting at the back of my throat!" "I'm not mad at all," said Trisha, turning and facing him as she leaned against the bureau. "How's this suit look with my new haircut? Pretty professional right?" "I guess? Yes?" sighed Kenny, annoyed. "Now help me please." "Oh, I plan on it?" said Trisha, going into the bathroom and then right back out. "Here put this on and I'll be helping you in a few minutes." "What the hell is this for?" asked Kenny, taking the plastic item. "So you can take a shower and not ruin your hair," replied Trisha, holding up a tooth brush. "So let's start by me helping you out of that outfit, and you can get cleaned up. I figured you'd be dying to brush those teeth." "You know I do!" yelled Kenny, grabbing the tooth brush. "But can't I get this hair wet?" "Eventually you can wash, but there is no need right now," said Trisha. "Just put the cap on please!" "Oh this sucks," said Kenny, taking the shower cap and putting it on his head. "This is out of control. I can't stay like this much longer. Last night is over." "It is, but I'm staying like this for today and since that's the case, so are you!" said Trisha, tucking his hair under the shower cap. "Now let's get you naked so you can clean up." She helped him off his with his entire outfit and undergarments as he felt so embarrassed yet relieved once his privates were finally free. It was extremely odd that the falsies jiggled as he moved, unable to get them off but realized they were bonded well to his figure. He stepped into the shower, feeling a slight sense of relief as the water streamed down his sore body. He scrubbed, brushed and gargled numerous times until finally he had no choice but to come out as all the hot water had vanished. He was hoping things would be different as he stepped out, seeing Trisha hold open a robe but quickly realized she meant business as she wrapped him in a huge fluffy towel. He knew there wasn't much he could fight her on in his current state, as she had him sit near the sink, lathering up his face. She had always been quite adept at looking amazing as he stared at her fully made up complexion as she began shaving his face, as he could see the slew of cosmetics laid out on the vanity. When she wiped the last ounce of lather from his neck, he didn't have to be told what was coming as she moisturized his skin and began attacking his face blending foundations. "I still can't get over how well you pass," said Trisha, working her artistry at his lids. "I'm sure I don't," whined Kenny. "Last night was a costume party, and it was late. People were drinking!" "Really, Devin was pretty sober and he just thought you were a hot friend of mine," said Trisha, goading him. "Bullshit, I'm pretty sure he was at least tipsy and at a point where all he cared about was getting his dick sucked," Kenny said, annoyed as she coated his lashes. "Obviously he's fucking gay and you just didn't know it." "Maybe," said Trish with a grin, rubbing on his blush. "But then I guess that means you're gay too, because you're the one that sucked him off." "You know that's crap," said Kenny. "He fucking held me down and you let him. You gave me no choice." "Oh, I don't know," teased Trisha, grabbing his chin and using her lip pencil. "Maybe at first you got put in a tough spot, but I don't remember him forcing you to swallow. You know you impressed me there. My first time I spit it everywhere, and you took down most of it like a real trooper." "Yeah, I fucking remember that!" screamed Kenny as she painted at his lips. "You spit it all over my jeans." "Right!" said Trisha, uncontrollably laughing before finally calming down. "Isn't it ironic we've both witnessed each other's first blow job? Funny, now that you mention it, I kind of remember you holding the back of my head pretty tight so I couldn't pull off either. What comes around goes around right? How crazy is that?" "But I'm not a girl! And I'm not into your fucking asshole boyfriend!" screamed Kenny. "That was disgusting!" "Again sweetie. Your perspective is a bit off here," said Trisha giggling, taking some gloss to his lips. "The thing is we all had fun right, and we both got to explore some new sides of ourselves. I kind of like this Kendra thing for you, and I was pretty hot for her." "None of this is at all funny Trisha," said Kenny, pissed. "All I've wanted is you back. For us to be a couple again. I did all this for you. For us!" "I know and you're so pretty doing it," teased Trisha, powdering his face. "Now let's get you dressed and we'll discuss that at lunch. I found something really cute that'll fit you." In front of him now, she stretched a black thong and he stepped into it. He felt a lump slide down his throat as she pushed his testicles inside him and snapped the elastic between his cheeks as pulled him back. She rolled up some black sheer hose and before he knew it, she was tugging the control top as quickly he was completely tucked away. She then took a black lacey bra, sliding it over each arm and fastening it in the back before she knelt, grabbing his boots from last night and sliding them up each leg. He was getting frustrated as he didn't like any of this as she now unzipped a skirt and held it out for him to step into. "Last night was a costume party, Trisha," whined Kenny stepping in as she zipped the skirt in the back. "But now you're forcing me to dress like this in plain day light. This really can't be necessary These are regular girls type clothes. Come on now!" "Of course it's necessary, so we can have lunch as you surely can't go there in your outfit from last night can you?" said Trisha, sliding his arms into a top. "Now I'm sure you must be starving. I know I am." "You know that's not what I meant!" Kenny answered, annoyed. "Yeah I do!" giggled Trisha, sliding on a jacket over his top. "But I'm still starving!" "Really!" whined Kenny. "Because I'm sick to my stomach!" "Then that'll help keep your nice skinny figure Kendra, or should I corset you up again? Now here," said Trisha, whacking him in the stomach softly with his pocketbook. "Now let's go!" Kenny turned beet red with anger, looking ready to explode as he had little choice, taking his pocketbook. He looked down at himself ,seeing his slightly flaired black short skirt and familiar black high boots as he reluctantly placed the strap of the purse over his shoulder. There was no full mirror as they exited, but he got a good glimpse of himself in the reflection of her car's window before she popped open the lock and he opened the door. He sat with a frumpy expression as he folded down the passenger vanity mirror, getting a good look at himself in the day light. It was strange as he saw no sign of his stubble, as she had covered it wonderfully, giving him a flawless complexion. He rolled his eyes behind his thick lashes, sickened at how maroon gloss reflected in the small mirror. His only consolation was that there was only a small amount of cleavage showing in his shinny burgundy satin long sleeve top, which was mostly covered by his small jacket. He was on pins and needles as they got to the restaurant as he followed Trisha in. They sat at a table for two, towards the back as he looked around trying to keep calm as the waiter approached them. "A glass of red wine, please," said Trisha. "And for you, Miss?" asked the waiter. "I guess the same, please," said Kenny meekly. "See, no one knows the difference," said Trisha. "Would I take you out and make a fool of you?" "I guess not," said Kenny. "But this is the end of it right? I mean I know I may have gone too far with the buzz cut and all, but I can't keep this up much longer." "You know I was hoping you'd feel differently about that, because it has been fun hanging with Kendra," said Trisha, sipping her wine as it arrived. "But I did say I'm going to give you a second chance, so I'll stick to my word as long as you do what I ask." "Oh thanks," said Kenny, looking at her taking a phone from her purse and typing on it. "Wait....What are you doing? Is that my phone?" "Yeah, I'm just deleting your voicemail recording, so when you leave a message it only says your number and not your pre-recorded message," said Trisha, typing away. "Unless you want to change it to say Kendra and record something cute?" "Ahhh...and why would I do that?" stuttered Kenny nervously. "I guess you wouldn't just in case your boss calls, or maybe even your mother," said Trisha typing away. "You ladies ready to order?" said the waiter returning. "Yes, I'm so watching my weight after all that drinking last night, but we'll have two chicken wraps and a Ceasar salad each for starters please," said Trisha, handing back the menu. "Thanks I guess," said Kenny, starving and looking over at her. "Please stop messing with my phone, and can I have it now! No one is calling Kendra, or leaving a message on there!" "You sure?" said Trisha, handing him his phone as it began ringing. "Bang, Bang....Banga..Bang, Bang," blasted from the phone. "Oh crap! That's so loud, and you changed my ringtone!" said Kenny, quickly silencing the Arianna Grande song that was now his ring tone. "I'm not answering that. I don't know that number anyway!" "Oh, it's just Devin," said Trisha, casually sipping her wine. "So aren't you glad I got your manly greeting off before he called you. That wouldn't be very appealing, would it?" "Why would Devin be calling me!" said Kenny, looking around as he raised his voice a bit. "This isn't funny Trisha." "He's probably calling for the second chance I said I'd give you of course," said Trisha, flicking her wrist as their salads arrived. "I mean it's your second chance, but I guess in reality you'd have to count it as your first official date. I mean you can hardly count last night as a date, right?" "Enough's enough, Trisha!" said Kenny, slamming down his fork and standing up. "This stops and it stops right now." "If you say so," said Trisha, a lot of restaurant patrons turned looking his way. "But I'd try to avoid making a scene because you'll need to walk by the half dozen of the girls from your office seated near the entrance if you decide to stomp out of here like some little diva. Did you forget they hang here every weekend?" "Oh shit," sighed Kenny, sitting down, quietly turning his face as he was embarrassed. "Everything alright over here ladies," said the waiter coming over. "Yes, so sorry," said Kenny meekly. "It won't happen again." "Wonderful," said the waiter, rolling his eyes. "Then I'll be moving you to a bigger table in a more quiet area now." "Sure," said Kenny embarrassed. "I'd appreciate the privacy." "Excellent, then follow me as the gentleman has just arrived and I've seated him there already," said the waiter. "After you please." "Gentleman?" whispered Kenny as Trisha quickly turned, moving as Kenny stood walking behind her as his eyes bulged. After one quick turn it was as he imagined now, as he saw Devin sitting awaiting them. "So you made it?" said Trisha, kissing his cheek as she sat across from him, as did Kenny, quickly avoiding the initial contact. "Yeah, I was kind of surprised.....you know pleasantly surprised when I got your texts and Kendra's," said Devin. "I tried calling back both of you, but neither of you answered but I'm glad we could meet for lunch." "Cool because I thought we could talk face to face, since really there wasn't much talking last night," winked Trisha. "Our tongues were pretty tied ,if you know what I mean." "I do," said Devin, trying to be funny. "And of course I wouldn't mind a repeat if you're up for it." "Yeah, see glad you brought that up, because it's not going to happen," said Trisha, folding her arms looking at Kenny and then back at Devin, shaking her head. "Unfortunately Kendra's not comfortable with the whole thing, so experiment over. It's one and done hon." "Seriously!" said Devin, getting annoyed. "You brought me down here to tell me that." "Yup! Right Kendra?" said Trisha kicking him under the table for a response. "We were drunk and she's not a lesbian." "Yeah, sorry," said Kenny happily. "Hope you're not too mad." "Give him a minute to gather himself," said Trisha patting Kenny smiling. "He's got a bit of a temper!" "Oh this sucks!" said Devin sarcastically. "But what about us Trisha. Maybe we could try again?" "You mean a second chance?" said Trisha, smiling at him.