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My Girlfriend's Girlfriend I moved away from Salwa. We had had a prolonged oral session on her bed. She lay with her head to my crotch, still holding my flaccid cock. My face was inches away from her crotch, and covered in Salwa's juices. Her juices flowed copiously, and I enjoyed her taste and slurped as much as I could. Salwa had smooth, tanned skin and a perfect complexion. Salwa shared a small apartment with her friend from India, Mira. Salwa herself was from the Middle East and her tanned looks and great figure were wonderful to admire. But as she pointed out, her parents were very strict about their culture & heritage and they didn't appreciate or tolerate that Salwa would mix with boys and kiss or have sex. That was a taboo. After an year of flirting with her, I had managed to kiss her and one summer's day persuaded her to have oral sex. She did not know what oral sex was. I wasn't much experienced either but it seemed she was interested to try. Whilst it was a great step forward, Salwa was not comfortable about losing her virginity. There were some in her culture who would verify if she was a virgin or not. Until I used my mouth on her, Salwa had no idea that she could please a man with her mouth. It was fun learning and both she and I enjoyed our oral experiences. Unfortunately, her studies and rooming arrangements did not allow us to be together too often, Mira was Indian and the same age as Salwa. She was a lot more outgoing and fun. She was very friendly when I came around to their apartment and only smiled when Salwa & I retired to Salwa's room for an evening. I hadn't spent the night there yet. Mira was more aware of Salwa's culture and understood that caution was necessary. I hadn't seen any male friends around Mira. She was a full-figured girl, with a beautiful face and friendly personality. Salwa was lucky to find such a roommate. Mira had taken a drink with her and then left to go to her room to study. Salwa and I had also gone to Salwa's room to study - each other's bodies. As Salwa and I straightened out on the bed. Salwa's cell phone rang. She reached over me and picked up the phone. I saw her frowned look on her face "Hi Rashid, how are you?" I heard her ask. "What?" she seemed alarmed. "When will you be here?" "Mmmm OK. See you," Salma slammed the phone and jumped off the bed. "Get up and get dressed quickly. Hurry, Rashid will be her in a few minutes and if he catches you here there will be problems - big problems. Please hurry." She was dressing as she spoke and got into jeans and a sweater. "Come," she said and rushed me out of the bedroom. She looked around and then rushed me to Mira's room. "Mira," she almost shouted, "we need your help. Rashid is on his way up here now. Can you please keep Tom her until I can get rid of him. Please stay quiet, Tom. I'll rush him out." "Salwa, relax," Mira said. "I'll keep him here." Salwa left us and Mira put her finger to her lips indicating I should not speak. "Shhh." she said quietly and softly We heard a knock on the door and heard Rashid. There were some quiet moments and then Rashid's voice got louder. "Who's here in the apartment?" he asked sternly. We heard Salwa respond but it was soft we couldn't hear her clearly. "Tell me." Rashid was not quite shouting but had raised his voice. I stood there terrified. Not only for myself but also for Mira and Salwa. Rashid didn't sound like the friendly type. Salwa had told me about her culture and the difficulties women and girls get into if they are seen to violate the traditions. Whilst this wasn't the Middle East I had heard that some families acted as if they were still back home. I was praying silently that Rashid would have a temper tantrum and leave. Mira opened her wall cupboard where her dresses hung and motioned me inside. I wasn't very happy but didn't think I had much choice. "I'll try to help Salwa," she said softly and closed the door. Mira brushed her outfit and opened the door to the living room. She could hear Rashid accuse Salwa of lying. There was someone else in the apartment. He was pointing to the wine glasses and cigarette pack and the stubs in the ashtray. Salwa and her rooms opened to a small living area with a couch and TV. Rashid was standing and talking to Salwa who sat on the couch, almost in tears. "Sorry," Mira said as she opened the door. I just wanted a drink. She went to the refrigerator in the small kitchenette and got a bottle of water. As she returned to her room she stopped for a moment. "I forgot these," she said and picked up the pack of cigarettes. "I fancy a ciggy." Rashid was quick and grabbed his lighter waiting for her to take a cigarette out of the pack. Mira looked cornered for a moment as she opened the pack and shook out a cigarette. She placed it between her lips and leant into Rashid's lighter. It was a brief intake of smoke and she exhaled. "Can I have one too?" Salwa asked. "Sure," Mira said and handed her a cigarette. "I didn't know you smoked," Rashid said sternly as Salwa exhaled slowly almost choking. "Only under stress or at exam Tome," she said examining the tip of her cigarette. "I too started that way," Mira said. "I only smoke occasionally now." She left the room. "Tami is helping with a class project." "Who's Tami?" Rashid asked somewhat rudely. "Oh, sorry, that's my friend. She came earlier whilst Salwa was resting." Mira left the living room taking the pack with her. Salwa inhaled quietly and exhaled and then extinguished the cigarette. She had barely smoked half. Rashid looked at her. "I don't understand you," he said quietly. "You are becoming so western. Our parents would be shocked to see you like this. Make some tea, please. I think we need a longer chat." Salwa went into the small kitchenette and busied herself with boiling water and laying out cups. She was worried that Rashid might stay longer and that Tom would be in serious trouble. When Mira returned to the room I saw that she had a worried look on her face. She was smoking and had the pack in her hand. She motioned me to be quiet. "Need to help Salwa," she whispered. "I know how these family things work. My culture is also like that." Mira pulled out some drawers and got some clothes out. She held up some things and I could see the bright colors of the material. "Strip," she said quietly. "Don't argue and don't talk. We've got to help Salwa. "What are you planning?" I asked also quietly. "A diversion. Now strip quickly." I took off my T-Shirt & jeans. Mira pointed to my socks and briefs. I looked at her in horror. Did she want to expose myself? Her look indicated I shouldn't argue. I turned my back and dropped my briefs. Mira handed me some panties which were quite small. I am not a big person but these were incredibly small. As I struggled with them, Mira moved closer to my back and yanked them high. It squashed all my bits and pieces and started to hurt. She had a larger pair of panties and with a pad inside asked me to pull them up. It was a little easier and hid my bulge quite well. But there was pain from my tightly confined parts. I wasn't sure what Mira was doing but I wanted to and needed to help Salwa. If this failed, we would all be in serious trouble. Mira added a bra which she stuffed with some socks. "Pull these pants up," Mira said holding out a pair of baggy pants. "It's called a Salwar Khameez. Now pull this top over your head." She was holding out a baggy, patterned top which went below my waist to below my knees. She fussed over it and it showed my modest bust but had a high neck. From another drawer she pulled out a dark mass of hair. "We'll have to make this work," she said. "Hair extensions which I used once to fool my parents. I had cut my hair." She used some pins to secure to my natural hair and then tied a large shawl around my head and tied it at the back leaving only a small fringe exposed. "Now don't make sudden moves and let the hair slip." Mira was applying some lipstick and a dash of shadow. She was done in a moment and I hoped it would work. If not, there was big trouble brewing. Finally, she gave me some slippers with fancy embroidery. Mira looked at me, adjusted the blouse and made sure I was covered. I felt scared. I had never tried anything like this before - not even at Halloween. I think I would pass muster at a distance, but in a close conversation in this small apartment, I was sure to fool nobody. I tried to be strong but Mira's confidence was a great boost. She grabbed my hand and smiled at me. "Be calm and say little. Just follow my lead." Mira opened the door and walked out. I was forced to follow her. It seemed that Rashid was having a monologue. Salwa was in tears, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue. Then she saw me and I saw her gasp, eyes wide open. I just nodded slightly at her as I followed Salwa. "Hi guys," Mira offered. "I'm Mira and this is my friend Tami. She's not feeling well and we were just going out for a bite to eat." Mira's cheerful countenance broke the mood. "Hi Tami," Salwa said. "Where are you guys going?" She looked at Mira with gratitude. "Hi Mira, Hi Tami," Rashid said quietly. He was staring at Mira and me. He appeared unsure how to continue the discussion with Salwa. "Nice to meet you guys." He looked at us and then at Salwa. "Are you hungry?" he asked Salwa. I saw her nod, still sniffling with the tissue over her mouth. "How about that Pizza place on Union square?" Mira asked. "I can drive with Tami and we can meet there. I can drop Tami off and then bring Salwa back." Mira was bubbling, smiling at all. "I've been there," said Salwa. "They have good vegetarian pizza." She appeared a little surer. "Well, we're off. I have to do a little shopping but will be there in about an hour," Mira was bustling about grabbing purses and ushered us out of the apartment. I didn't say a word. It had been a close call. Thank God for Mira and her quick thinking. I walked to the elevator behind Mira and thankfully nobody joined us on the ride down. Mira was silent and I just followed her lead. Her small car was parked near the entrance and we got in. We both breathed a sigh of relief. "That was close, but we need to work fast to get you ready to meet Rashid." Mira backed out of the parking lot. "What do you mean?" I asked getting even more scared. "Don't scare me." "Well, if you are going to be near Rashid for an evening, we'll need to make sure you pass enough. No room for mistakes. I have cousins like him and they get very suspicious of males hanging around their females. To the mall," Mira was speaking, looking in her mirror and driving at the same Tome. There was a small strip mall not far away and we arrived there in a few minutes. There many small boutiques, hair dressing and nail salons to fast food joints. "Mira, my wallet is in my trousers. I can't buy anything." I was looking at her anxiously hoping this would close the subject. We could make excuses to Salwa later. "Hm..I guess you're not well organized," she said. I got your wallet and keys in your purse. How else would you get into your apartment?" She was smiling. She knew she had me. "So, before you make a big fuss, we're going to get your nails done; a quick stop at the hair place to make sure your extensions don't fall off. That should be enough to pass. Need to make sure your boobs are in good shape too. I had nothing else to stuff the bra with." I remembered the socks. "What about my car?" I asked. "I am not sure I can do this. Please drop me home." I was almost begging. "'ll pick you up tomorrow and all this will be behind us," Mira said. "Remember, if you value your relationship with Salwa, you must help her. I know these family things get out of hand in our culture." As in many strip malls, there was a Vietnamese nail shop. Mira walked in and had me sit down in a chair. A little while later I had bright red nails on my hands with extensions and toes. They used some press- owns as Mira explained I had to use a computer all day and needed to remove them later that night. A two minute walk later and we were at a hair dressing place. Also Chinese or Vietnamese I guessed. Mira talked to them and my head scarf was whisked away and after some fussing with hair extensions or a wig I had a mass of hair that wouldn't come off easily. I wasn't thinking how I could return to normal tonight. Thank God it was Friday and I would have the weekend to sort it out. I was sure that Salwa and Mira would help. A few minutes later I felt a hot towel on my face. All Mira's makeup was removed. The stylist checked my beard and seemed to approve my lack of 5 o'clock shadow. Some brushes on my face, a pencil applied to brows and my lipstick was re-applied to match my nails. I saw the transformation in the mirror as the stylist worked. I wasn't sure what story Mira had given, but the stylist was all business. Happy to have a customer who would pay and tip. "OK, just one more stop," Mira said checking me out. "You look great. Rashid won't know unless you slip up." She led me into Walgreens and busied herself at the feminine counter whilst I tried to loon inconspicuous. A few minutes later she grabbed my arm and we went in search of the restrooms. The Ladies restrooms of course. She grabbed some pads from her purchases. "Sorry, just bear with me," she said. She lifted the top part of my long dress and hurriedly took out the socks in the bra. She folded some pads and inserted them into the bra cups. She smoothed them into the bra and rolled down the dress. Pulling and tugging at various spots, she pronounced me "ready." We walked back to the car and set off for the pizza place. I was hoping Salwa and Rashid weren't there yet. I wanted Salwa and Mira on either side of me so that Rashid would engage in conversation with either of the two real ladies. I wasn't sure I could spend Tome and not betray myself. The pizza place was not very busy and we found a booth with round table. Rashid and Salwa did not appear to be there yet and I wondered what kind of hell Salwa was experiencing. We sat ourselves down and hardly had the menus open when they both walked in. Salwa was studying me intently. I tried to convey with my eyes that everything was OK and she should relax. But I had to be very discreet. No need to give Rashid other ideas. As it happened, Rashid planted himself next to me and Salwa had no choice but to sit next to Mira. I was scared and buried my head in the menu. Finally we ordered beer and some wine. Rashid ordered water. Mira started to chatter about her school and projects. I sat nervously quiet. "So, Tami, where do you work? Or are you studying?" I was surprised but told him the truth that I was a paralegal. He asked about where I worked and held a general conversation. I responded in a slightly breathy voice in as few words as possible. "So what do you do?" I asked Rashid just to get him to speak. "I am just doing my bar exam. I am specializing in Immigration Law with Jackson Meyers LLP," he answered. "So, we have some things in common." "Oh," I said in surprise. Salwa hadn't told me thins but then again she hadn't talked much about her family. Only that they were strict Muslims and had rather old-fashioned views of a woman's role in society. Rashid appeared to be a mirror-image of his father. They hadn't wanted Salwa to study, and certainly not away from home. Rashid now found a reason to talk to me and asked about me and my family. Whilst this made it easier for Salwa, these questions were getting difficult. I also felt Rashid covertly pressing against me more. He asked me where the best Indian restaurants were in town as he would like to try them. I said there were quite a few and then Mira jumped in to save me. "Tandoor Grill is quite good," she said. "It's in the mall and I have been there several Tomes." Mira drew everyone's attention by saying that she was planning to go to the city tomorrow for some shopping and that she planned to spend the day in town. She asked Salwa and me to join her. Salwa looked at me. I was hoping she would think of a way out. Mira was gabbing away oblivious to the looks Salwa and I were sharing. "Come on guys, we can go the Mall and then get our nails done and have some dinner. After all, it's a shame to waste a Saturday." "I'm not sure," Salwa said hesitantly. "Need to do some work on my project." "I know," Mira said. "Let's go hang out. I know Tami here wanted to go shopping." "Mmmm Ok but let's make it for around 3 please as I need to get some work done. Is that OK?" "Yes, ok," I said softly. How was I going to go shopping? Better to have our babbling conversation than have a close encounter with Rashid. "Well, then," Rashid interjected." In that case why don't you ladies go shopping or whatever and join me for dinner at the Tandoor Grill? It will be my pleasure." He was smiling at us and since we had already agreed to go to the mall, there wasn't a real way out of it. "I am not sure," I said not wanting to extend my hours in this Indian outfit. "No, Tami, please come." Mira was insisting. "We girls have to stick together. It'll be fun," I looked at Salwa who had lowered her eyes and looked at me knowing the pressure I was under. Mira seemed oblivious to the danger of spending more Tome with Rashid as Tami. I didn't have much of a choice and agreed to join them "Great," Mira said and asked for the bill. "I'll get Tami's share as I borrowed some money from her last week. Tami, I can pick you up tomorrow. If it gets late, you can stay with me tomorrow." I would have preferred to do that today buy seems I was cornered. I just nodded OK as I couldn't take out the wallet from my purse as Rashid might see the credit cards with my male name on them. We settled the bill and got up. "Why don't you take Salwa home and I can drop Tami home. There's no point you going out of the way, OK?" I sensed trouble. Whilst I understood the logic I did not want to be alone with Rashid. I saw Mira and Salwa exchange glances, "I really don't mind," Mira interjected. Tami lives on the North side and it will only be a minor detour." Mira saw how uncomfortable I was and was trying to avoid any problems. "That's easy then," Rashid aid. "I live near the North side and it would be easy for me. Let's go." "I need to use the restrooms," Mira said. "Tami?" : Yes, I had better go too," I said softly and followed her. We entered the restrooms which were empty. Mira turned to me and put her hands on my shoulders. "Tom, Tami, I know this is hard for you. But if you want to be with Salwa, you need to see this through. I know Rashid's type. If he just senses that all is not well then it will end terribly for Salwa and you. If you want to continue with Salwa, you need to keep Rashid in a good mood. OK? Call me tomorrow and I will come over with your clothes or you can come over to us. Make sure you slide in like a woman and not with your feet first like a man." Mira sensed more danger than I could know. I saw no way out. I thought I could see the trouble in Salwa's face. But there really was no logic to Mira taking the extra trip. The truth was I had my car at Salwa's apartment. But Mira had already said that she would drop me off and I had not said anything. Couldn't change my mind like that at short notice without Rashid becoming even more suspicious. I was in Big Trouble. I resigned myself to going home with Rashid. I hoped it would be OK. Mira and Salwa hugged me and Salwa's hug indicated how grateful she was that I had co-operated. I waved goodbye although would have preferred a big hug from Salwa. I waved to Mira too. "Till tomorrow," I said and followed Rashid to his BMW. As I walked I had that sinking feeling that Tami would be around another day and how I would survive another encounter was not clear. If I survived the next fifteen minutes home and got into my small apartment without being seen, I would find a way out of tomorrow My small apartment was in a modest block. It was dimly lit as Rashid stopped outside. I undid my belt and turned to say "Thanks for the ride home." Rashid turned to me and I thought he wanted to kiss my cheek as he leant toward me. I turned my face and suddenly found his lips on mine. I was in shock as he pushed firmly against my lips. No tongue, no force but a kiss on the lips by Rashid caused my anxiety tomorrow to grow manifold. I don't think he meant to do that but his smile told me he enjoyed it. I sat quiet for a second, gathered my thoughts and opened the door and slid out. ""Good night and thanks,"" I said softly and stepped out. Rashid was still smiling broadly. Thank God Mira had put my key in the purse. I w also glad that the entryway was deserted as I opened the door to my apartment. Safety, security and a big cloud of anxiety about tomorrow. I called Salwa immediately but got no answer. I wasn't sure how to get over this problem. I took a shower and removed my make up with a vigorous scrub, but the nail and toe nail polish remained. The taste of Rashid still on my lips and mind. How would I go out tomorrow? The interwoven hairpiece was also problematic and I thought I would be it for tomorrow. I had bigger problems than toe nail polish and a hair piece. The phone was ringing as I struggled awake and grabbed it. I saw my red tipped fingers hold the phone and a rush of events came into mind. It was Salwa & Mira. "Hey Tom, are you ok?" Salwa sounded concerned. "I am OK," I said. "I tried calling last night but got no answer. Salwa, this is crazy." I was going to a nervous fit. "Tom, I am really sorry but the situation was tough and it was a close call." I could see Salwa going hysterical. She was talking so fast and getting her words garbled. I heard Mira in the background trying to soothe her. Finally after some sobbing, Mira took he phone from her. "Listen Tom, we need to talk. We are coming over, we'll be there in half an hour. Make some tea, please." Mira was taking charge. I jumped out of bed, still admiring my finger- and toe-nails. I couldn't shower with the hair piece and decided to just jump into a T short and shorts. I had barely put water to boil when I heard the knock and opened the door. Salwa rushed in and hugged me. Mira followed and we all hugged and stay still for a moment. The whistle from the kettle broke our hug and I made some tea. We sat on the small couch and I at my small dining table. Mira broke the silence. "Tom, we do have a problem. I talked to Salwa on the way over. If you don't show up tonight, Rashid will be mad and then who knows how he'll react. He dropped you off and although he doesn't know your name, he knows your building. Not good for you or Salwa." She paused but I didn't like the tone in her voice. "But what can I do? I can't meet him again. It was close last night." I didn't mention the kiss and Rashid's look. Mira looked at Salwa, a silent stare ensued and then Mira spoke. "Tom, Salwa needs your help and me too. Rashid thinks you are my friend. If he thinks you and Salwa are an item, it would go badly for Salwa and you. She paused, taking a longer breath. "We need you to carry on this game today." I sat in shock, unable to comprehend how I would carry this off. I looked down at my bare feet and my colored nails. The last thing I wanted was to get Mira and or Salwa in particular. "How can I get away with this? You don't know how scared I was and am. If he finds out, it will even be bigger trouble." I was nervous, and not wanting to be with Rashid alone. But Mira was right. He knew where I lived. ""We have all day," Mira said, "so don't worry. You won't be alone and we will make sure you look the part. Act as you did yesterday and it will be fine. Pleeeease, for Salwa's sake - and mine." Mira was persuasive. Of course I didn't want them in trouble. "Is there something you're frightened of?" Mira was looking at me directly. "Well, there was something..." I didn't want to tell but couldn't run the risk of Rashid's amorous advances. "What?" Mira and Salwa cried out in unison. "Well....he kissed me," I said. "What? They both shouted. "What do you mean?" "Sorry... but I think he was going to kiss my cheek and as I turned he got me on the mouth. I don't want him getting ideas and to be left alone with him." It was out now and I saw the shock on the girl's faces. "OK," Mira said. "You will play along with us and we will tell Rashid that you are spending the night at our place. We will tell him we are having a girls' pajama party. So you can stay over and I'll bring you here in the morning. OK?" I looked at them, a dream forming in my mind of a night with Mira and Salwa. Even though it would be Tami in appearance, may be Tom beneath all that stuff would be the beneficiary. Just the thought of a night with Salwa alone was enough to tip the balance. Salwa smiled. "I am sure we can make you comfortable." Salwa spoke up. She had been quiet so long. She was looking at me with those large eyes and huge lashes, a smile forming. "OK," I said. "I already have the nails and hair so what else?" "We should do a good job. We have Tome and I think you can carry it off. But if Rashid is hitting on you, let's not give him any doubt. That may cause problems for Salwa. OK?" I nodded. Mira and Salwa rushed over and hugged me. We stayed together for a moment. Mira broke us out of our trance. "Got many things to do if you want to carry this off. Salwa and I brought some things but we'll need to go shopping too. Sit here." She pulled out the chair at my dining table. She then went to work on removing the hairpiece. There were a few tugs but I managed to sit through it and let my mind wonder as to how I would get through it all. "Into the bathroom and shave very closely all over your body. We got some razors." Mira pushed me into the bathroom. "You need to scrub your face too. I can see traces of eye liner." "So from the brows down. Legs especially. If you need help, shout." She closed the door and I wasn't sure what I had got into. I shaved closely and then stepped into the shower. I wasn't very hairy but I had clear instruction. I lathered up and managed to scrape all the hairs of my body. I kept my pubic hair. I was not told to do anything there. I let the water flow over me. There was a knock on the door and Salwa entered. She looked at me. Of course she had seen my body a few Tomes but never this nude. I smiled at her. "Let me help," she said and grabbed the razor. "Turn around." I obeyed and found Salwa apply the razor to my back. I turned around and she inspected my chest and saw the "little guy" rising. She ignored it. She found a small scissors and trimmed my pubic hair. Was she going to shave it I wondered? She trimmed it and then grasped my cock. "Tom, thanks for helping," she said. "Rashid is tough on this stuff. He still thinks he lives in the home country although he has been here over 10 years. He has also dated western girls of course. But he is very protective of me." Her hand began to pump my cock. I was enjoying this. She went down on her haunches and took my cock in her mouth. It was fabulous. She took me in deep. For the dew Tomes we had done this, she seemed to have a natural talent with her tongue. Very soon I felt the surge and I was erupting into her mouth. She kept on sucking, cleaning me off and rose. She kissed me full and I am sure some of the cum was transferred to me. If the taste was good enough for her, it was good enough for me. She inspected my legs and scraped some stray hairs there too. Very soon I stood there with a towel around my waist and saw the bright red toenails peeping out. We exited the bathroom just as Mira opened the door. She had been out shopping I guessed "He looks quite clean," she said and looked at Salwa and me. I am sure she suspected what had happened. But she carried in several bags. "We may as well dress him here. More space than in the bedroom. I saw how small it is. Not enough to swing a cat." She was smiling though. I stood at the chair. Mira pulled put a pair of control pants. "Put this on and make sure there are no bulges." She said this with a smile. I turned and tried to pull these pants up under the towel. It was a struggle. "Don't be shy," Mira said. "Salwa knows what you have under there and I am not a stranger to boy parts. I have two brothers. So drop the towel and get on with it. We have lots to do." I followed instruction and it was still a struggle. I managed to push my penis between my legs and draw up the pants. They crushed my parts and I was worried I couldn't get to the bathroom in a hurry. I would have to control fluid intake. I turned around to face the girls. "Very nice," Salwa said giving my front a pat. "I hope you can find it again." She smiled at me and I had no chance for an erection as normal. Normally that smile and invitation would have caused my mast to rise. Mira pushed a bra at me which she fastened at the back. Salwa found two rubberlike pads which filled the bra nicely, the nipples quite evident. They felt a little heavy causing the bra straps to tighten. But they did feel nice. "Step into this," Mira said holding out a black skirt. I stepped in and they drew it up my legs and zipped it tight at the back. It fit well just below my knees. A maroon sleeveless low v sweater was pulled over my head. A broad belt tightened at the waist. I wasn't an hourglass but I had no flab so presented a reasonable figure of womanhood. "Hmmm. Her legs are not bad but do we need stockings or pantyhose?" Mira was looking at me. Salwa was quiet wondering what had happened to her "Tom". They both were looking at my bottom half as I sat on the chair. The bright red of my toenails were very evident. "Are we going to change before we meet Rashid today? If so we can decide after we look at the mall. It may be better to get hi, pantyhose. Stockings, garter etc we can do another Tome." Mira gave me a wink. "I don't think there is going to be a next Tome," I said. "This is one Tome more than I expected." "Now Tami, if you want to hang out with us girls tonight, you may just have to relax and enjoy it." Mira said cupping one of my breasts. "Nice." They went to work on re-attaching my hairpiece. There was a lot of tugging and pulling and, to my amazement, the finished look was pretty good. This kept my hair in line with last night. Mira took out a small case and opened some bottles of makeup. There was lots of brush strokes, pencils and powder. Mascara on my lashes. Mira applied a lipstick similar in color to my nails. "We'll have to change this for tonight, but it'll do for the mall." Salwa knelt on the floor and put my feet into two open toe sandals with a low heel. "Be careful when you stand. The heels are not high but you have to get used to them." Salwa helped me stand. Mira took the other side and I balanced in the shoes. It took a little adjustment but after a few minutes my confidence grew and I was able to walk around without fear of falling. "Just a few more things and we'll be done." Mira attached tow clip on hoop earrings and some gold colored bangles. "Don't worry, not really gold. We use them a lot in India." I had a small waist high mirror and looked at myself in the mirror. I really did look OK. I was still scared of Rashid but I would need to be strong to support Salwa. "Tome for a little lunch I thin," Mira said. "Let's go. You had better take a jeans and T short for tomorrow in case we don't come back here, your car's at the house, right?" I nodded and hastily put the stuff into a paper bag. I had some clothes in Mira's room but better be prepared. I gathered my credit cards, driving license and cash but nowhere to put them. "Give them to me and we'll get a small purse at the mall. Or do you want to use the one from last night?" "Yes, that'll do," I said. "No need to waste money." We all left the apartment and both girls stayed close as I locked my door. Thankfully nobody around and we took the elevator down. Lots of people were milling around this Saturday morning but nobody paid any attention to us. We got into Mira's little Honda and drove to the mall. Salwa's cell rang. She was in the front next to Mira. She looked at the phone and I saw a worried look on her face. She put a finger to her lips indicating me to be silent and answered; the call was in a language I didn't understand. Arabic I guessed and this went on for a few minutes. She appeared really worried now. "That was Rashid," she said quietly. "He wants to bring some friends and so we'll be three pairs. I can't say "no" to him." She was almost in tears. "Hey don't worry," I said in my best girl's voice. We will be together and as long as we stick together, it'll be OK. I was so scared last night and after what happened too. But now it seems like a game. Let's enjoy our Tome and forget about the boys." "That sounds nice, Tami," Salwa said, "but I know Rashid. His friends are as bad as he is." I reached between the seats and held her hand. "It'll be OK. He sees three girls and wants to share with his friends. I would be tempted too except in my position they could find a surprise hiding." "It won't get that far," Mira said. "Or else they'll find themselves unable to make babies with their future wives." We all laughed at that and overcame the depressive mood. "Here we are, just in Tome for a light lunch." "The only thing that worries me is that they may try to show off and want to go to a fancy restaurant. Rashid said we could meet at 7 at the brewery , at that Arcade corner on Main Street. I don't know his friends so we need to be prepared." Salwa was clearly more worried. "Well, it's only 12.30 now so let's relax over lunch and see what we can figure out. Don't worry, you guys, this will be fun." Mira was trying to cheer us up. We went to this quiet bakery and had salads and tea and talked about stuff - girl's stuff mainly. I didn't do much talking concentrating on what the evening would bring. We enjoyed our lunch and as before, Mira took charge. "OK," she said. "Let's make a plan. If the boys want to party, I guess there's no way out. We don't want any problems for Salwa. Agreed? OK, let's get some stuff and knock them out." We all nodded. We walked through the mall and the girls were guiding me. We went to a boutique clothing store and they invited me to try on a dress, red organza, with spaghetti straps, that came halfway down my thigh. Luckily it was high cut and covered my budding breasts well. The bump was noticeable but not much cleavage could be seen. They also said I needed hose and ended up buying me some shiny sheer pantyhose. Next came some shoes with a 3" heel. I was feeling comfortable in my 2" sandals but they said that wouldn't do. Of course we visited the salon and they had to get some makeup. "We don't want to tart you up too much, but you have to show them you are hot enough." Mira was putting stuff into the shopping basket. "We're done. Let's go. Still Tome to relax a little." We went to their apartment and Mira spread all the stuff they bought on the small kitchen table. It was still early, hardly 4 pm. Salwa put the kettle on and we lounged around for a little. All too soon it was Tome to get ready. "You better use the toilets," Mira said. Getting all done up and then having to pull down pantyhose etc won't be fun. Also, make sure you have a close shave again. No 5 o clock shadow today. Salwa can help. I have to write some emails and will get ready first." I went to the bathroom and struggled with my pantyhose. I did my business and heard a soft knock. Salwa came in. "You ok?" she asked. I nodded. "Am ok. Having you and Mira there makes it easier. I am nervous though but we'll see it through." Salwa hugged me tightly, whispering her thanks. I turned to her and kissed her deeply, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She responded eagerly. Her hands wondered to my 'little guy.' He was getting a little aroused as Salwa stroked him. I moved my hand down to her crotch and rubbed vigorously. I pushed down her pants and found her all wet. Our tongues were alternating and it was a great turn on. I rubbed her little button and felt its wetness. Soon she was thrusting furiously against my hand as she came, lips crushing mine and tongue deep in my mouth. I was not far behind. Salwa knelt down, pulled my pantyhose to my knees and took me deep in her mouth. It didn't take long and I came again into her waiting mouth. She took it all, looking at me with those big eyes. She stood up and kissed me. Just like this morning I could taste my cum in her mouth and she must have kept some back as I was forced to share the taste and swallow down the rest. I had tasted some this morning but I had been given a whole lot more now. If it was good enough for her, it should be good for me I thought. We had never done this before. But perhaps we would enjoy this more often now. She tucked my cock back and pulled up my panties, trapping my member between my legs. She pulled up the pantyhose, making sure there were no tears. "Better wash your face now and have that close shave. " She touched my face. "I liked kissing your lipsticked mouth," she said with a big smile with a promise of more lately. She kissed my lips swiftly and left. I washed my face several Tomes and got rid of most of the makeup. I shaved closely twice, using soap liberally as my lubricant. I dried my face and exited the bathroom. Mira was all dressed up. Great fawn colored dress, with a brown belt. There were some open buttons that hinted at a very good set of boobs, unlike my fakes. "You look hot," I said. "Well, you will too. Just wait till we are done." She undid my skirt and gently pulled the top over my head. I was now in bra and pantyhose. She adjusted my boobs as they must have got displaced during my interlude with Salwa. She smiled and may be it is my imagination but she did stroke my breasts. She pulled down my pantyhose exposing my panties. She could see the wetspot and probably suspected what had happened. "I hope Salwa took good care of you down there," she said with a smile. "We can't have any bulges. Here tuck back and insert this between your legs." It was a small pad and as I tucked myself back and inserted the pad between my legs, there was no hint of a bulge. Mira pulled the panty hose back up, making sure they were straight and once more patted my front. "Keep him down tonight." She smiled. Salwa came out now fully dressed and made up. Her dress was knee length, with quite a daring V cut. Her face was fully made up and exuded a sultry sexiness. She smiled at me as she saw Mira pat my front. They pulled that dress over my head and adjusted it so that the top of my breasts were covered. My shoulders hoisted the two thin straps of the dress. It was tight enough to show the smooth form of my C cup breasts. They fussed over it so that it fit perfectly over my body. "Now your face. Sit please." Mira went to work with a base foundation, rouge, eyeliner which I felt her draw quite thickly around my eyes. She darkened my brows and applied many layers of mascara. I felt my lids droop with the weight. She outlined my lips and applied the same bright fire-engine red lipstick. Many layers of gloss later she seemed satisfied. Salwa was touching up my nails. They were short of course but there were no computer oriented paralegals that had long fingernails. She also slipped the new heels on me. Mira attached bight sparkling earrings and even a small matching ring. "OK. Are we girls ready?" Mira looked at all of us. "We're dressed to thrill my friends and don't forget it. Let's give Rashid and his boys a good Tome." Mira put the lipstick, gloss and the mascara pen into my purse. "Ready? Let's go." We locked up and strolled to the elevator: three girls out to have fun. It was only 6 pm, and not more than a 20 minute drive. "Let's park and watch them arrive," Mira said. She drove off. "Listen girls, we have to be careful. It is one thing to flirt but we don't want to overdo this. We don't know these guys. If we overdo it and raise their expectations, it could get nasty." I understood exactly what she meant. With some drinks down them, we wouldn't stand a chance. Rashid would probably protect Salwa, but Mira and I were fair game. "Listen, I think we need to plan this. I don't know what they want but I think we know where this could lead. So, let's do this. As we meet these guys, let's try to pair up. Given Rashid's little game last night, I will play up to him. Tami, you take whoever appears to be friendly, and Salwa you take the last. Sorry, sister, but Rashid won't let anything happen to you. So you should be safe. Tami, if the guy reacts, be nice and smile at him - you know, flirt. You know the things guys like. Salwa and I will do our best to look out for you and we should all go to the restroom together. Agreed." "Yes," Salwa and I said in unison. Rashid was trouble I felt and if he made a play and I refused, it could be a huge problem. We drive to the brewery and managed to find a parking with great view of the entrance. We didn't think Rashid and his buddies would be there that early. Within ten minutes we saw Rashid's car. He was with another guy. We were silently praying that one guy backed off. They waited at the door and within a few minutes, the third guy appeared. I looked closely and nearly died. "Oh my God," I said with my hand to my mouth. "It can't be." Salwa and Mira turned to me at once. "Why? What's the matter? You seem to have seen a ghost." I was in shock. "That's Jeff Carter from my office. How does Rashid know him?" I didn't know him well at all but I had seen him several Tomes. "Oh my God. I can't go there. Sorry, but he if recognizes me there would be big problems for all." I was almost in tears. "Now calm down. Don't cry and mess up your makeup." Mira was all business. "How well do you know him?" "Not well, but he's seen me close up." I looked for a tissue to dab at the tear forming. Salwa handed me a Kleenex and held my hand. "Tami, I don't want to tease you, but I doubt he would recognize you. I would say that if Salwa and I didn't know you before, we would not recognize you. Secondly, whilst he may see some resemblance, he has no reason to expect that Rashid's sister would have a friend in a guy who dresses as a girl. Thirdly, in that dim lighting and if we keep up the babble and get these guys drunk quickly, they will be thinking with their little heads and not the big one. Don't worry, we'll be there and watch out. Let's go." I was thinking of why I was dressed like this and not in the safety of my apartment. I did want to be with Salwa and enjoyed her company and our inTomate encounters, but I was running a big risk and even more risk for Salwa. Too much Tome had gone into this and I did not want to let my friends down. We walked into the bar and saw Rashid and friends standing at the counter. They waved us over. Rashid was playing host and introduced us to Jeff & Russ. He actually kissed Mira and me on the cheek. Jeff and Russ shook our hands. "We can go over to the restaurant now," Rashid said. "I made a reservation." He led us to the restaurant adjacent to the bar. We were all seated in a booth and I found myself between Rashid and Jeff. Mira was between Rashid and Russ with Salwa at the end. "Hey Jeff, Tami here is also in the legal business. She's a paralegal. Jeff works for Henderson, I think." Oh, Oh I thought danger looms. "Yes," I said. "Jacobs LLP.I just started there recently." I wasn't even sure there was a Jacobs LLP but there were so many law firms he didn't need to know the firm. We ordered food, chatted and the guys, even Rashid, were rapidly drinking beer. They had consumed several rounds before dinner and were on their fourth round after dinner. The girls stuck to wine. We chatted about movies and food and it was quite pleasant. Jeff talked to me about various things and seemed quite friendly. At least he kept my face turned away from Rashid. I needed to blow my nose and opened my bag. I know Mira had put some tissues in there. I rummaged in my small purse with the makeup and other things. The tissues were at the bottom and I tried to get to them. I pulled at them and managed to grab the pack. Unfortunately my cash and credit cards fell out. I tried to reach down but couldn't quite reach them. Jeff did the gentlemanly thing and bent down and retrieved the cash and cards. It was over in a few seconds but I saw Jeff's look change. "Oh, hell," I thought he had seemed my driver's license in my male name of course. I began to panic. I rose and asked Jeff to excuse me as I needed to use the restrooms. Salwa and Mira rose too. And we walked toward the restrooms. I was beginning to sweat a little unsure of he had actually seen the card. Would he tell Rashid? What would he think? Oh God! Thankfully the ladies restrooms were empty and I turned to my friends. "I think there's a problem," I said. They both looked at me. "What?" they said together. "All seemed to be going well. What's wrong?" "Well, "I started to explain, "I needed to blow my nose and reached into my purse for a Kleenex. They were at the bottom and as I grabbed the pack, my cash and cards fell out. Jeff picked them up and must have seemed my name on the cards and driver's license. He didn't say anything yet, but I am worried. Especially since he works at my company." I was almost in tears. Mira and Salwa came to me and hugged me for a brief moment. "Don't you cry," Mira said. "You'll spoil my makeup artistry. Besides, you aren't sure he saw the cards and name. Obviously didn't say anything. So what are the chances?" Mira was looking at me closely. "Touch up your makeup whilst I think." I took out the lipstick and touched up the lips. Salwa was examining her face in the mirror. "OK, how about this. We go back and act normal. Tami get nearer to Jeff and do a little covert flirting. You know.. Touch his arm, keep your leg in contact with his .. Use your imagination girl. We'll try to get out of here soon." We followed Mira out and returned to the table. The guys were laughing at some joke. I was hoping it wasn't me. The guys let us in and the humor returned. The guys ordered new rounds of beer and we girls just sat quietly. Mira was quite talkative and was engaging Rashid. I was grateful to her as he had a temper according to Salwa and who knew what he might do. Salwa was talking quietly with Russ. I noticed she kept looking at me frequently with a worried look. Jeff was talking to me about legal matters and did I want to study more etc. I kept up the chatter and it seemed to be ok. Suddenly Jeff got up. "Guys I need to step outside for a smoke. Anyone care to join? Tami?" He mentioned me specifically and I thought I would need to deal with this. "I don't smoke," I said hesitantly. "But I can keep you company." I stood up and followed him out. I knew they were all watching as Jeff grabbed my hand and led me out. It was a nice night but a little cool. Jeff offered me a cigarette which I accepted in spite of my earlier denial. I did smoke occasionally but never regularly. As I inhaled slowly a gust of cool air blew by causing me to shiver. "You're cold." Jeff said. "My car is just here. Let's sit there." I followed him to his car. I threw away my cigarette, I wasn't in the mood. He got into the driver's side and lowered the window on his side. "So," he said, "are you warmer now?" I nodded. "Good," he said. " Who's Tom and why do you have his license and cards? Care to explain?" I looked at him not sure how to respond. He threw away his cigarette out of the window and turned to me. "Don't worry, it doesn't matter. But you are a very attractive girl and I just found it strange." "Thanks," I said, "it's complicated." I paused trying to find a reasonable explanation. "I am trans..." He interrupted me, turned to me and kissed me hard on the mouth. His tongue was trying to enter my mouth. I am not sure he even knew where I was headed when his passions took over. He didn't seem too interested in the explanation. I resisted but decide not to run any risks and let his tongue search my mouth. He tried to rub my breasts and this was now red alert Tome. My foam breasts would pass a visual test through the dress, but certainly not a grope test. I moved his hand away and moved it to his zip. My hand covered his as I indicated I wanted access down there. He certainly got that message and began to undo his pants whilst trying to reach my throat with his tongue. It was a struggle, but he managed and moved his pants to his knees. He moved my hand to his crotch. Too much was happening as I felt his cock growing. He took my hand again and moved into his boxers forcing me to tock his cock. I didn't like where this was heading. I would try to jerk him off or...oh God, not use my mouth. Well, his tongue was there right now and his tumescence growing. It was decision Tome. I broke from the kiss and moved down. I was glad it was dark now and nobody could see. The others must be wondering how many cigarettes Jeff was smoking. I opened my mouth and took in the tip of his cock. There was some fluid there and I began to take him in deeply anxious to be over soon and return to my friends. His cock was bigger than mine but not that uncomfortable in my mouth. I sucked and blew as Salwa had done to me and took him in deeply. He touched my head lightly but didn't force me. I sucked harder and felt it hardening and then felt the rise in his thrusts. Soon he blew a whole wad into my mouth. I slowed down and let some cum drop into his boxers. I didnt taste much, a little salty but it was over soon. I wondered if my bum tasted like that. "Oh, baby, that was great." Jeff was quite excited by my first blowjob. "You're quite a cocksucker." OI guess that was meant as a compliment. He got a roll of toilet paper from the center console and tore off a strip. I cleaned my mouth and tried to repair my lips in the dimly lit mirror. He was cleaning off his boxers and saw him stuff a wad of tissue into the boxers to avoid leakage. "We'd better be going back," I said quietly. He nodded and did up his pants. I got out of the car, remembering how Mira told me to do it. I straightened out my dress and hoped I didn't look a mess. We hurried back and Jeff put his arm around me. "Will you call me in the office at Henderson? Jeff Hurley," he said. "I'll call soon," I said not knowing what else to say. That was the last thing I would be doing. The good news, if it existed, was that he didn't seem to connect my name at the office. We were around 40 people and altogether and I was in the labor dispute side. He was apparently on the civil side. I still felt his cum on my tongue. We approached the entrance to find the others standing outside. "Where were you guys?" Mira demanded. "You had us worried." "Well it was too cold to stand outside so we walked into those shops. Sorry." Jeff didn't sound very apologetic. I was glad that it was a dimly let entrance. I wanted to get out of here and fast. "I think we're done," Mira said. She offered her cheek to Russ and Rashid and lastly Jeff. Salwa and I did the same. Jeff whispered to call as he brushed my cheek. Rashid seemed cool with me and seemed more interested to pursue Mira. Mira and Salwa grabbed my arm on both sides and we walked to Mira's car. "You had us worried as hell. You'd better have a good story. Save it for later. We want all the details." We got into the car and returned to the apartment. I was getting my story straight. I had no idea how they would react. Would they be disgusted at what I had done and throw me out? I was just as scared returning as I was when we left. "In the apartment, we sat in a small circle. Mira went to the refrigerator and got some wine. There was just enough for 3 glasses. She sat on the high backed chair. Salwa and I sat on the couch. Mira took a cigarette from the pack on the table and lit up. I saw Salwa follow suit. I had never seen her smoke before. "Tell," Mira said taking a puff. "Don't leave anything out. We may not out of trouble yet." So I began explaining from the Tome I dropped my cards and license. How Jeff kept it quiet but had not really made a connection to Tom at the office. He seemed taken by Tami and had used the excuse of a cigarette to find out more. I explained how cold it was outside and we went to his car. I saw them watching me in silence, smoking and sipping their wine. I didn't dare take a sip now. The important part was coming. I continued with how Jeff kissed me just as I was trying to form an explanation and his hands were all over me. Salwa grabbed my hand and her grip tightened. I explained how he pushed my hand to his crotch and took out his penis. I now had to create a little and described how he pushed my head down to his cock. I had little choice but to suck him and get it over with quickly. Salwa's grip was crushing my hand. I finished by telling them that Jeff still didn't suspect I was Tom and that he would have a hard job finding Tami at Jacobs LLP. I tried to explain that he didn't recognize my name and I thought he would not connect Tom and Tami. I leant back and took a big gulp of wine. Salwa and Mira looked at me silently for a few moments. There was nothing more to say. Salwa's grip had not lessened. "I'm sorry," I said," I didn't know how else to react. I had little choice. If he found out my true sex, there would have been a huge fight with Rashid. I really am sorry. Let me go now, I can change at home." I tried to stand. "That's a really good story Tami. But I wonder whether you gave Jeff more than what he needed." Mira was still looking at me with a stare. Salwa was quiet. "I don't care what you believe Mira. I didnt ask to dress like this, I was anxious for all of us and I certainly didn't want to taste another man's cock. But I don't think I had a choice." I struggled to get up. "It's OK, Tami," Salwa said. "I think you had no choice. It seems Rashid is all taken up with Mira. I am sorry you had to go through all of this. I can understand how you felt." She turned to me and hugged me. "Well," Mira said, "if Salwa is OK with it, then I am too. But you did worry the hell out of us. Now that we have that behind us, how about we continue with our planned pajama party and you can show us girls how you can shut us up with your mouth." We all stood up and hugged. Salwa kissed me hard and Mira was right behind her. I felt my dress lifted and hands groping me. My hands were on Salwa and Mira. I felt someone taking me in their mouth. It had to be Mira. I was enjoying this. Tami was going to enjoy herself tonight before Tom re-appeared. "I like being with Tom, but I could get used to Tami. Will you come out with us again?" Salwa asked, stopping to fuck my mouth with her tongue. I was about to erupt in Mira's mouth. How could I say no? "Oh yes," I said as I sucked on her tongue and exploded in Mira's mouth. Comments welcome