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It's All For the Business Part II Please read Part I first to understand the background and to get to know the characters better. The continued adventures of Billy and Abby as they immerse themselves into their restaurant /bar as a LGBT venue. It had been several months since our restaurant and bar became a meeting point for the LGBT community in our town. Business was good and growing. We had finalized our agreement with Robert/Roxanne, now a partner; he was a great help in getting new business events for our venue. In addition to Kelly our waitress and Rikki our resident bartender, we had Chrissie, Kelly's crossdressing boyfriend, also help out at times. We had cut down the number of dining tables for the evenings and created a small dance area with hardwood floor. Rikki played piped music from behind the bar and had a good selection of music for dancing. He had also installed strobe lights that resembled a disco. Our patrons enjoyed this. It also meant extending the tall and round bar tables into the restaurant area for the evenings. These tables had space for drinks and finger food. Bar tabs brought more profit than the restaurant so it wasn't hard to take this decision. We found that most patrons during the evenings were interested in more than food. Many were dressed according to their persona: some men passed very well as elegant ladies; some of the ladies appeared as burly men with noticeable bulges at their groin. Everyone was accepting and there were also several that just dressed normally, at ease with the mix of people. We were getting busier with special events, which now occurred almost weekly, and felt we needed some more service help. We needed help in the kitchen too as Abby and I needed to spend time in our alter egos with our bar and restaurant visitors at night. It was hard for us to provide the high quality food that got Abby and our restaurant our reputation and also mingle with guests. Our venue kept us busy. We also had different day and night time roles: during the day we were Abby and Billy, preparing, cooking, ordering food and drink and doing the administration of our business. In the evenings, after a dramatic change, Abby transformed into dapper Abe. He was stylish and wore his suits well. Sometimes he even had a thin moustache which gave him added character. At the same time, Billy transformed into glamorous Billiee with a well-developed figure, a large 38C bust with exquisite makeup and walking confidently on tall heels. Billiee and Abe had acquired quite a collection of outfits and accessories and had converted their second bedroom into a changing are. Bright lights at a large mirror served as a makeup station. Plenty of closet space allowed us to keep our alter egos in a different room. We didn't need a second bedroom. This change had become routine and we were quite comfortable with our cross dressing. Our regular patrons expected to see Abe and Billiee during the evenings. We didn't need to dress during the day as the bar section was closed. But I was usually in some form of female dress in the period where I had glued on my silicone breast forms. It seemed less stressful and Abby didn't mind sleeping next to me with breasts glued on. Abby and I were working seven days for eleven or twelve hours daily and needed to have some down time. We spoke to Robert who knew people that would be at ease with this lifestyle. If we found the right team, especially for the very busy Wednesday to Sunday period, we would perhaps be able to take some time off on the slower Sundays or Mondays. Perhaps we only needed to be there in the evenings on those days. The new staff would require some training but being friendly and appreciative of this lifestyle was important. Knowing this, Robert brought in Susan Davis to our restaurant one day at lunch time. We had just closed for the afternoon. He knew her from a previous restaurant that Robert/Roxanne used to visit. We shook hands. Susan was well dressed and with a slender figure and height similar to Abby. She had a somewhat more prominent bust than Abby, more like Billee's. I was only a couple of inches taller than Abby at 5' 8". Robert showed Susan where the bar, kitchen and restrooms were. At that time our staff was quite small: just Kelly, Abby and me during the day. Rikki, our bartender, worked just in the evenings. As our social duties increased especially during the evenings, Abby or Abe was busy socializing and had to struggle with the food preparation. We needed help in the kitchen. Robert explained to us that Susan was a skilled sous chef and had a lot of experience. Susan was very accepting of this lifestyle and she had been forced to leave her previous employment for personal reasons. "I suggest that Abby show Susan the kitchen and have her prepare a small snack for us. OK?" Abby and I looked at each other and nodded. We hadn't eaten and it would be a good test. Abby rose and led the way to the kitchen. Susan followed. She was naturally feminine. Abby returned to our table with a frown. "It's asking a lot for her to prepare something do quickly, isn't it?" Abby was concerned. "Yes, it is," Robert said. "But, if she can prepare good food and help you in the kitchen that is what you need. She does come with good recommendations from my friends" "Why did she leave her old job?" I asked. "If she is that good, surely they wouldn't let her go." "Well, let's say she didn't like the attention she was getting from her manager," Robert said. He didn't go into details and we looked at him questioningly. Robert continued, "Well it seems that he was paying her more attention than she wanted. So she decided to leave." "Well, that isn't happening here," Abby said decisively. "I know that." As Robert made his statement, we heard the clicking of heels and Susan appeared with a tray. She placed three plates in front of us. There was a dip of some sort, a small portion of a meat in strips and slices of cucumber. "I couldn't find tortillas so I made some toast fingers for the dip," Susan said and placed forks in the center. We tried the food and it was excellent. The portions were small but given the time and the opportunity it was a very tasty snack. "Great," I said. Abby was slower to respond, she was much more discerning and she savored the taste and texture of the food. "Yes, very good," she said slowly. "Susan, I think you'll fit in well," Robert said. "But just so we are all clear: you know that in the evenings we change dress and we have many clients who visit us in similar attire to us. We serve a broad clientele but have very regular patrons from the LGBT community with many crossdressers. Any problem with that? Of course Abby is still Master Chef. Agree?" "Oh, thanks, I understand and have no problems with the dress code," Susan said. "I will be in the back anyway and will not see the clients. I don't think I need to dress. "Susan cleared the plates. "You are right. You don't need to dress but there may be some nights where we would like you to. Any problems?" Abby asked. "Abby I am quite OK with this lifestyle. I have been exposed to it and will do whatever is necessary for the occasion." Susan was looking at us. We didn't understand at the time what that meant but we were pleased with her answer. "She does seem like a find," Abby said this to Robert. "Thanks for your help." So from that time on, Abby spent time with Susan explaining our menu and had her prepare the dishes under her watchful eyes. Susan took to it quickly and became very proficient at creating Abby's recipes. During working hours we hardly saw Susan. She and Abby spent time together in planning the menu and dishes, especially for the special events. We warmed to her over time. We were glad to be able to have the kitchen better staffed. Susan was also able to suggest some variations for finger food and she and Abby got on very well. The kitchen closed at 9.30 pm and Susan left discreetly leaving us to mingle with our guests. Susan had no problems to see us dressed as Abe and Billiee. She found the transformations amazing and praised us for doing whatever it took to be successful. Robert's transformation into Roxanne stunned her. We got on well. Some weeks later, we saw Susan in the bar after her shift ended. She had changed her clothes into a long skirt and silk blouse with a dash of makeup on. She looked nice but was normally dressed unlike several who appeared there nightly. She appeared to be on good terms with Kelly and Rikki and Chrissie. That was important. That night we saw a tall and very nice looking gentleman enter the bar and greet Susan with a kiss on the cheek. They drank wine and talked quietly at the bar. Then Susan brought her friend over and introduced him: "Abe and Billiee, I'd like you to meet Jack Davis." This was our first meeting with Jack and we were cross dressed. Susan had introduced us with the names of our alter egos. As we shook hands, Jack treated us like our personalities and didn't appear to regard us any differently. We chatted briefly. He was a management trainee at a big company. He wanted to see where Susan worked as she talked a lot about it. We were surprised that Susan was married but were quite content to see him react to us normally. He came in on occasion and greeted us warmly. When we mentioned this to Roxanne, she laughed flashing her brilliant white teeth. It is you who is confused," Roxanne laughed. "Susan is not married. That's her brother Jack." We too laughed at that. We had never thought that Susan could have a brother. He appeared to have no problem with our cross dressing and on slow nights I spent some time listening to his stories about college life. He had a very different experience in college than I and he seemed to like chatting to Billiee. It was easy to talk to him and even flirt a little. Whilst he was regaling me with his stories, Abe and Susan were also chatting and appeared to be developing close relations. Business was developing quite well and we were getting many bookings for events. This required more planning and preparation and more bar staff. Rikki and Kelly alone couldn't cope especially on the busy Wednesday to Sunday nights. Chrissie, Kelly's boyfriend who loved to dress, helped out when needed but we needed someone on a more regular basis. Chrissie had shift work and could not always be free. On a Friday night sometime later we were surprised to see Roxanne come in with a beautiful girl. We knew of Roxanne's bisexuality but had only ever seen her with men. She would drop hints that indicated she was happy with men and women friends and sexual partners. Her companion was a beautiful redhead, with well-developed bust and curvy figure. We wondered if this was a cross dresser but felt she appeared too natural to be other than a genetic female. Perhaps Roxanne was introducing us to his lady friend. She had a pink silk blouse, short black skirt and strode comfortably on tall heels. Her makeup was flawless. She was an elegant companion to Roxanne. She introduced us to Jamie. I was wearing a little black cocktail dress, also on 4" heels and well made up. My now shoulder length brown hair was styled and speckled with highlights. My eyebrows had been shaved and I had sweeping thin brows drawn on. My tightly corseted figure and glued on forms gave me the Billiee look that regular patrons expected to see. Abe was dapper in his beige suit with red bow tie. His gelled hair was parted to one side in a manly style. We made an elegant pair in our reversed roles. I saw Roxanne talk to Abe several times during the evening. During the evening. Jamie was always at their side. It was a busy evening and we each had to take care of our cadre of followers. Lance and Zak were there hovering around me and trying to use their 'manly' charms on Billiee. I was used to this and played along, flirting with them quite openly. Lance invited me out for a smoke and Zack joined us. Abe was mingling with others. We lit up and talked. When we returned back into the bar area I saw Roxanne, Jamie and Abe go into the office. This was now a boxed off area near the kitchen and we used this space also as a changing room where we didn't have time to go home between lunchtime and the evening sessions. I was curious to see them disappear. I assumed something was going on and found an excuse to follow them a few minutes later. I hoped there was no problem. Things appeared to be going smoothly in the front. I heard Roxanne talking as I entered the passage that led to the small office. I was shocked at what I saw. Jamie had her panties down. Roxanne was holding up her skirt, and it seemed that Abe was doing his best to swallow Jamie's cock. I remembered the time Abby had witnessed how I took care of Alec, Roxanne's boyfriend, in thanks for the loan he had approved for us. I was seated in that same chair. Roxanne saw me. I returned the smile as Abe turned to see her Billiee watch Abe with a strange cock in his mouth. As Abe had encouraged me at that time with Alec, I smiled back at Abe and went to her and placed my hands on her shoulders. She took that as approval and took Jamie's medium sized penis deep into her mouth. It didn't last long. Jamie's eyes were closed, her massive lashes very visible as she erupted into Abe's mouth. He sucked slowly until there was nothing left. I squeezed Abe's shoulders in approval. It was nice to see Abe also have such an encounter. I know Abby liked oral and we enjoyed many sessions of sixty-nine. This was the first time I saw her with another cock in her mouth. I wasn't offended. Truth to tell I was excited that she was enjoying herself. Or should I say he? It was a strange coincidence: Billiee had sucked off Alec; Abe had sucked off Jamie. "Abe here was just checking Jamie's credentials for working here," Roxanne said. Jamie was tucking herself back. Abe was looking intently at me to see if I had an issue with it. I didn't. I smiled back and kissed Abe lightly on the lips, making a pretense of licking up a drop of cum. Abe smiled, pleased at my reaction. "I think Jamie will do quite well," Abe said as he stood up, leant forward and gave Jamie a light kiss on the cheek. "Welcome to the team. We had better get back to the crowd." I followed Abe out and back to the bar which was in full swing. Roxanne would ensure Jamie had no visible signs of sexual activity. We were surprised to find Roxanne and Jamie with us as the bar cleared late at night. Abe and I had a ritual of a wind down drink and going outside for a smoke. We had been introduced to this by Lance and Lilli who were very active with events and very regular patrons. Abe lit his cheroot and I took out my Slims. It was the second of the evening for me. Roxanne declined but Jamie accepted and I saw her bright red nails hold the cigarette to her lips as I offered a light. Abe was surrounded by three beautiful ladies. "You had been wanting a new employee for the evenings, especially at weekends," Roxanne said looking at us. "Hope Jamie here can keep up." "That's great," I said, "I saw earlier how she would fit in with this lifestyle." I looked at Abe who was blowing out smoke and nodded. "Well, Jamie fits right in there. She was really at ease tonight Weren't you?" Roxanne asked turning to Jamie with a smile. "With Susan and Jamie on board, I think the team is complete for now." "Of course I was. It was nice to see so many people enjoying this lifestyle. I thought I was a freak. I like it here." Jamie was smiling. "Oh my God," Abe shrieked. "You had us all fooled. We thought you were Roxanne's new girlfriend when we first saw you. But I now know you are also a girl with special parts like Roxanne and my Billiee." "Billiee, this is James in boy mode. With Zelda's help, James became Jamie tonight." Roxanne was beaming. "James is in college in his final year and would love to help out Thursday to Sunday nights. He has dressed before but has never looked this good. He is a quick learner but it is Zelda's magic we are seeing." Abe and I hugged Jamie. "Welcome again to our club," we repeated. Jamie and Kelly, with help from Kelly's boyfriend Chrissie as needed, would be a good team. We also had Susan in the kitchen now. Abby and Susan did all the prep work but at night was too busy mingling as Abe to also supervise food preparation. We also had Rikki in the evenings as our bartender. His female persona was always dressed extravagantly and flamboyantly. Many people who came to the bar regularly wanted to taste his cocktails and enjoy his banter. The bar made very good profits. Our team was complete for now. We drove back in silence. I was dying to ask Abe about him sucking Jamie off. As we got indoors, Abe pounced on me. I slipped off my heels and dress before Abe ruined them. He knelt at my feet and pulled down my panties and gaffe. My cock began to stir as Abe licked it and took it deep into his mouth. He was looking at me. I had my breasts and bra and corset, garter belt and stockings on. My makeup was perfect as I knew to touch it up often during the evening. It was an exciting view as she sucked hard looking up at my painted face and brought me to a quick climax. Abe rose and kissed me with cum-stained mouth, passing a big wad of cum into me. It seemed that Abe was excited. He dragged me to the bedroom, stepped out of his attire and stood naked before me. "I need to be fucked tonight," Abby said. I was happy to oblige after Abby sucked me again to an erection a little while later and I collapsed onto her afterwards. The next morning at breakfast I casually mentioned Jamie and what a pretty girl she was. Abby blushed. "I don't know what happened," she said, "but as she and Roxanne were trying to prove to me Jamie was a male, her cock popped out hard. I couldn't resist. Do you mind?" She looked at me questioningly. "Not at all," I said honestly. "You saw me with Alec and I told you about Rikki. It was natural. If you enjoyed it and were not forced, I am glad." Abby leant over and kissed me and whispered a soft "Thanks, I did even though I was dressed as Abe." I had removed my makeup last night but my forms were still glued on. We both had robes on and to an outsider it looked like two girls having an intimate chat. This was the way our mornings began. I was Billy but with breasts. Within the community of our regular patrons we must have been something of an anomaly. We had begun to enjoy our cross dressing and considered it normal but we were heterosexual. I had given Alec and Rikki blowjobs but I never sought out men or needed to be fucked. My Abe took care of Billiee quite regularly. Abby had not had such an experience with another girl or boy until Jamie. I asked her about it. Her reply was that 'if it happened, it happened'. She meant full sex of course. It was not something she was planning. I understood as even my experiences were not planned but the natural outcome of a moment's excitement and perhaps some curiosity. Abby also remarked that on both occasions, I had serviced Alec and Rikki whilst dressed as Billiee. As Abe, she wasn't interested to have a session with another male. It would have to be a female. Jamie was dressed as a female at the time. "Did you ever think about taking a real cock in your.. well, your pussy?" Abby asked a little hesitantly. "I think you enjoy my strap on, but what about the real thing?" "The thought has come to mind sometimes. But I love what you do and am happy. As you said, if it happens, we can discuss. As long as we are honest and trust, I don't think there are any issues." I said mechanically. It was hard for Billiee to not imagine that is was hard flesh and not stiff plastic that was pounding her. But I never wanted to hurt or cheat on Abby. "I think so too. Let me know how you feel. I am so glad we can talk about this so openly. I promise I won't be angry. I like being Abe now but there is no way I can pump cum into your mouth or arse for you to enjoy. I love your taste." Abby meant it. She didn't need to be jealous. She just wanted me to experience what she did as Abby. I loved her more for saying that. "I Love you, Abby. I love my Abe too," I said and gave her a kiss. "The same applies if Abe feels the urge," I said and leant forward and kissed her again. We were content with each other. As Robert and I went through our monthly meetings I was reminded that it would soon be Abby's 28th Birthday. We needed to celebrate. It fell on a Thursday but we agreed the party should be held on the Saturday. Robert/Roxanne would discreetly spread the word. He would discuss the preparations with the team. We would need to send Abby out on an errand so we could chat amongst ourselves. It wouldn't be easy. A few days later Susan invited Abby to go to a market nearby where she wanted to show her some very local produce and ideas for some new dishes. Reluctantly Abby agreed and they left just as we closed after lunch. Robert walked in and we sat down to discuss. He would plan a little party and organize cake. Susan was in on this and would make some special dishes. Robert told me to make sure that we were both dressed very well as he planned to invite press and make a show of it. It was hard to keep all of this from Abby. Later that night I asked Abby what she would like for her birthday. I wanted to lay the foundations for the party. "Would you like to go somewhere for dinner or eat at the restaurant?" I asked. I knew the answer. "No, we need to be at the restaurant so we can eat there. I am sure Susan will prepare something special for me," she replied. The way she said it made me think she was very happy with Susan's cooking skills. Susan was about the same age but had more experience working in different restaurants. "Yes, Robert also knows your birthday so Roxanne will definitely be there with Alec probably as will her friends." I replied. "No, I think I would like to celebrate in the restaurant with our friends." Abby replied. "I don't need anything in particular so you think of something. I can take a raincheck on that present too." Abby was trying to put less pressure on me. She knew I would have difficulty finding her a present. Should I look for something for Abby or Abe? As we didn't have time to go out much, Abby didn't need many nice female outfits. Abe had three or four suits and accompanying accessories so I had to find a different solution. Perhaps Abe and Billiee should go out for the night to a different hotspot. That would be a first! We had never ventured out in an evening dressed as Abe and Billiee. That presented a problem as we would not both be able to leave the restaurant unsupervised for an evening. There shouldn't be problems but we thought people might expect to see us on a Saturday night. I discussed this with Robert who suggested that Abe and Billiee could go that nice hotel downtown and have a drink on Abby's actual birthday and even have early dinner. Time enough to get back before 9.30 or so. So a party with our friends on the Saturday appeared to be the best solution. On Abby's birthday, we dressed well as usual. I wore a little black dress that was quite short and took extra care over my makeup. I had all the accessories of course including a small matching black purse covered in tiny beads. Abe wore a dark suit, dazzling white shirt and bright tie. There was no moustache tonight. We made quite a pair. This was the first time that we were venturing out alone cross dressed but we felt at ease. We had a champagne cocktails in the bar and a selection of hors d' oeuvres. With my tightly corseted waist I didn't eat much anyway. Nobody paid us any special attention as we talked about our life, how things had changed and more importantly how we were so very happy with each other. We took a taxi to the restaurant and we needn't have worried. Everything was running smoothly. The Saturday evening came and we both took care to dress as best we could. I wore a shimmering blue sequined dress that was mid-calf length. My waist was tightly corseted and my attached forms stretched the fabric over the bust. I omitted a bra and the hard nipples of my forms pressed through the thin material of my dress and left nothing to the imagination. Very fine stockings with a light pattern were attached to the garter tabs. My gaffe safely tucked away my boy bits. I had 4" spikes in the same color as my dress. My makeup was done very carefully and I used a heavy black line on the edge of my upper eye lid and a thinner line on the bottom. My medium false eyelashes were glued on and coated with many layers of mascara. I decided to follow on Zelda's suggestion and also glued on smaller false lashes over my lower lashes. Delicate application of rouge highlighted the cheekbones. My lips were outlined in a dark red pencil and then filled with many layers of a shiny wet-look red lipstick. Many layers of gloss followed. Zelda assured me that this lipstick brand was kiss proof. I had earrings to match. My hair was brushed out and piled high on my head. Layers of hairspray would ensure they would not fall out of place. I was very glad I didn't use the wigs any more. I had several but preferred styling my own hair. Billiee looked like a real babe and I was getting used to her look and the frequent compliments. "If I were Abby tonight, I would be jealous of how Billiee would compete for Abe's attention," Abe said as I twirled around for his inspection and approval. "She looks hotter than Abby ever would," Abe said with a big smile. I did look good and was looking forward to this evening. I got a big hug from him before we left. Abe had his favorite dark beige suit on with broad lapels. His shirt was pale cream with a red bow tie. The crease in his pants was knife sharp. His eyebrows were thicker and he had a thin moustache over his upper lip. His shoes were buffed and shone below his pants. He was a small but extremely dashing figure sure to get the attention of many ladies tonight. But he was all mine. "Happy birthday, darling. You look fantastic," I said. "Wish we were not going out tonight. I would love my Abe to ravish me right now anyway he pleases." "That will definitely happen later, my love," Abe replied as he hugged me and pecked me on the lips. It was the start of the evening and he didn't want me to fix my makeup so early. As was customary on these nights, Abe drove us to the restaurant. It was just barely 7 pm and we didn't expect customers till well after 8 pm. All the staff gathered around to wish Abe a happy birthday. Even Susan appeared in a low-cut long black evening dress and was well made up. This was the first time we saw Susan dressed up so nicely. Normally she hid in the kitchen in slops and apron. Jack was there too in a very well cut dark blazer, blue shirt with matching tie and pants. He looked great and I wondered why he was alone. The music was thumping and Rikki was showing the strobe lights focused on the small disco floor. It would be a good evening. By 8.30 the place was humming. Roxanne walked in with Alec. It was amazing that Robert could transform into Roxanne, poised, elegant and totally natural, so easily. Roxanne was wearing a white mid-calf length dress with a deep slit. She was obviously not wearing a bra, just like myself. She flowed through the room greeting many and exchanging kisses on the cheek. Alec followed her sheepishly with a big smile on his face. He knew he was the envy of many in that room, male and female. As the food and drink caused people to relax, Rikki turned up the music and people began to dance, Abe and I were quite busy greeting our guests. Lance and Lilli came up to us and greeted with a kiss on the cheek. We introduced them to Susan. We talked for a moment and then Lance and Lilli invited us outside for a quieter chat. They wanted to write an update on the venue. They also asked Susan along. We went outside and as per the custom it didn't take long for them to offer us their smoking materials. I took the offered cigarette as did Susan. Lance and Abe were smoking their cheroots. It was a nice break from the crowds inside and we updated Lance and Lilli on all the changes including staff, events etc. They were happy to endorse our location as the premier local LGBT site. Their readers only had positive reviews about the restaurant and atmosphere. We went back in to the bar. I noticed Roxanne in a slow dance with Alec, arms high around his neck and lips locked in a deep kiss. Whilst Roxanne did not hide her relationship with Alec, and occasionally mentioned how she pleasured him, it was the first time we had seen them in such an embrace. They looked a very happy couple. We were hardly in the door when Susan grabbed Abe's hand and led him onto the dance floor. I was surprised but also happy that Abe didn't reject Susan. A moment later I found my hand being taken and led to the dance floor by Jack. It felt good to have a real man lead me onto the dance floor. There wasn't much space but most couples were in a tight embrace and just swaying to the music. Fast or slow it seemed the only motion possible was swaying to the music, many in a lip lock. I noticed Abe and Susan dancing cheek to cheek and in a warm embrace. I am not sure if Jack noticed this as he pulled me tighter to him, my breasts pressing against his jacket. "You are beautiful," he whispered in my ear. I pressed myself closer to him. What girl doesn't like a compliment? I kissed his ear lightly and murmured my thanks. As we turned slowly I saw Abe and Susan also now kissing and it didn't look like it was forced. They were enjoying themselves. Of course I turned my head and found Jack's lips pressing against mine. His tongue gently probed my mouth and I let it. I was enjoying myself. It was the first time that Billiee was enjoying being a female with a man. My arms went around his neck as I pulled him to me enjoying the intensity of the kiss. My breasts pressed tightly against his chest. It didn't take long for me to feel a lump against my groin. I was turning Jack on and I had the evidence of it. I broke away for a moment and saw Abe and Susan, no longer kissing but in a deep hug dancing cheek to cheek just as I was with Jack. Of course it couldn't last and the music stopped for a moment. We released each other. I saw Susan leave the dance floor and hurry toward the kitchen. I wondered if she was upset. Susan knew who Abe was and that couldn't be a reason. I had seen them kissing intensely and it seemed they were enjoying it. My Abe stood there alone and I went to him, holding Jack's hand. Abe saw me and smiled. He had noticed that I had been in a tight embrace and had kissed Jack just as I had seen him do with Susan. He looked at me closely, and with a small tissue from his pocket wiped a small fleck from the corner of my mouth. "Your make up is still fine, just a little saliva," he whispered. I kissed him and said thanks. I was glad the many layers of lipstick and gloss were holding. Rikki ran a spoon against the bottles hanging in the bar and requested silence. Roxanne came to the bar, Alec at her side. "Hi everybody," she said, "Glad you could all make it. You know that today is Abe's birthday. I am not going to say how old he is but it doesn't matter does it." Everybody shouted out Happy Birthday as Abe and I went toward Roxanne. Just as the crowd began to sing, Susan walked out of the kitchen area with a large cake in her hand. There was just one slender lit candle in the middle. Susan placed it on the counter and tuned to Abe. "Happy birthday," she said and hugged Abe. He returned the hug and gave her a big kiss on the mouth in front of all. Abe had gone up one level. Everybody cheered and I too turned to Abe and got a big kiss. It was very different to kissing Jack. Both kisses were delicious. Susan cut the cake. Chrissie and Kelly handed out cake on napkins to those who wanted it. Abe and I shared a piece. It was fabulous. The evening wound down. There were still some stragglers on the dance floor. Rikki was leaning over the bar counter trying to give mouth to mouth to a client. As she broke off, we noticed it was Zack. We thought they might be going home together. Roxanne and Alec also left. She said she needed "to take care of Alec's pressing problem." She winked at us and left holding Alec's hand. Kelly and Chrissie said good night and it was just Abe and I, Susan and Jack that were left. We went outside and I pulled out my cigarettes and offered them around. Susan accepted. Jack declined Abe's cheroots. We smoked in silence and chatted. It seemed we had formed a close tie that would lead to new places. Jack had his arm around my waist. Abe had his around Susan. Many thoughts were racing through my mind when Abe said, "Billiee, let's take a bottle of Champagne back to the apartment and celebrate with Suzie and Jack. It has been a special evening and I am not ready to see it end." Susan had become Suzie now. I finished my cigarette and went back in. Jack followed searching for my hand. It seemed natural and I enjoyed the intimacy. I wasn't sure how far we would go. Jack knew who I was underneath the clothes and paint. I found the champagne, wrapped it two large napkins and gave it to Jack. I searched for my keys, locked up and put my hand in his and walked out. Abe was just finishing his cheroot. Susan had moved a little closer to him. "Why don't you go with Jack so he won't lose his way," Abe suggested to me. "Suzie can go with me." She was talking to me but looking at Suzie. "OK," I said, "see you home." I grabbed Jack's hands and we went to his car. Of course we had to stop several times on the short walk to exchange kisses. Abe and Suzie couldn't be far behind and must have seen our stops and starts. Of course Jack drove but the car was motionless for several minutes whilst his tongue was trying to enter my throat. I was trying to accommodate it as best I could. We moved out and I saw Abe and Suzie getting into our car. We drove to the apartment in silence. Jack was holding my hand. I wondered where this would lead. Did I really want this? I was too excited to care especially as it seemed Abe had also found an exciting partner and would be with me. With another few kiss stops we entered the apartment. I left the door unlocked for Abe. I told Jack where the glasses were and he placed four glasses on our small kitchen table and opened the champagne. We heard steps and Abe and Suzie wandered in. They were laughing with arms around each other. Jack poured the champagne and we were toasting again to Abe for his birthday and to new friends. We looped hands as we sipped. We moved to the living room where there was only a medium couch and two chairs on either side. The sofa would not accommodate four persons. So we stood on the small dark balcony. Sipping our champagne and our hands locked with our partner's. The kisses got more intense and the moment was not far away. We went back in. Abe looked at me and I at him. "Would you excuse us?" he asked Suzie and Jack. "We'll be right back." Abe grabbed my hand and took me into the en-suite bathroom of our main bedroom. He looked at me, faces close to each other. "Are you OK with this?" he asked. "I want to try with Suzie tonight." I interrupted her with a kiss, tongue deep in her mouth. "Do you want Jack?" Abe asked. I nodded. "Yes," I said, "I am Ok with it. I am glad you can be here with me even though you won't be in the room. Just enjoy yourself, OK. No regrets." I kissed him again. "I wish I could be there with you," Abe said. "But I want a full description tomorrow OK?" He fished in his pocket and took out his Smartphone. 'Tell Jack to record what you do so I can review and enjoy it." I looked on in surprise but nodded. I was to be in a porno movie. "Enjoy," I whispered as Abe opened the cabinet below the basin. "Use plenty of lube and I put some condoms in the bedside cabinet." "I think I will need this," he said as he undid his pants and strapped on the dildo. I saw how one end entered his body. He tucked himself back up and I could see the bulge. I opened my purse and touched up my lipstick. The many layers and gloss had helped but I was going to be using my mouth a lot more tonight. We went back to the others who were still standing unsure of themselves. We gulped down our champagne and I asked Jack if he could help me in the bedroom. I reached for his hand and pulled him to the door. I was looking at Abe but he was already focused on Suzie. Jack held me at arm's length. Looked me in the eye and said, "Billiee I want you." I looked at him, wanting this moment, and whispered back, "Take me, I am ready." He pulled me to him and we kissed deeply, tongues intertwined, hands tracing contours over our bodies. "Unzip me, please," I said and turned around. My dress fell to the floor. There I stood in my corset, silicone breasts bare without a bra, wearing my gaffe and heels. As our lips met again I reached for his belt and his pants fell. Still lip locked, i pulled down his pants. "Jack, Abe wants to see how I perform. Can you please video this?" I held out Abe's camera. Jack looked a little surprised but nodded. He switched it into video mode. I unbuttoned his shirt and he slipped it off to the floor. I kissed him on the lips, then his neck and took each nipple into my mouth. Jack started to record. I left lipstick marks across his body. My tongue dove into his belly button as I worked my way down. Jack stepped out of his boxers and pants. His cock was a little larger than mine as I took it into my hand. His sac hung low. I looked at the uncut tip, poked my tongue at it whilst looking up at Jack. I could see the smile behind the camera. A little pre-cum was leaking as I stroked him. I was looking up at him and the camera. Abby often looked at me for signs of approval and encouragement when she was on her knees. I took a ball into my mouth and coated it in saliva. Then the other. My left hand slowly stroked him. I then moved to his cock and started to take him deep into my mouth. I could see the lipstick marks. I still had an inch or more before he would be in my throat. I was trying to concentrate as I looked straight at the camera. It was hard to smile with my mouth full. But the look on my face must have described my enjoyment. Jack indicated he was close and I put my arms around his behind and pulled him to me. I could feel his pubic hair against my lips. His thrusts began and I knew I would have a big load coming my way. I moved faster as I felt him thrust deeper and spewed out his load. I tried not to swallow too much as I opened my mouth and looked into the camera and showed the results of his eruption. A few seconds later I swallowed and used my tongue to lick out the last few drops from his foreskin. Jack used his cock as a tube of lipstick coating my lips, stopped filming and dropped the camera onto the bed. He helped me stand up, hugged me and kissed me on the mouth. He must have tasted his cum although I had swallowed all. Even though I had previously sucked off Alec and Rikki, this was a new experience. I had wanted to do this with Jack. It was unhurried and I tried to copy the way Abby brought me to a climax with her mouth. I must have done a fair job based on Jack's reaction. "Let me freshen up and let you rest up for round 2," I said as I strode away on my heels. I was still savoring the taste of Jack's eruption in my mouth. I stared at the face of a cocksucker as I applied more lipstick and gloss to my mouth. They had acted as good lubrication. I went back to the bedroom, my spikes silent on the carpeted floor. Jack was sprawled on the bed, totally nude and with his eyes closed. I couldn't stand it any longer and gently opened the bedroom door. I saw Suzie and Abe on the couch. Suzie was bent over the arm of the couch and Abe was ploughing into her leaning on her back and massaging her breasts. Both appeared to be having a good time. They were totally engrossed in each other. I was glad Abe was having a good time too. As I turned to close the door Abe saw me and increased his thrusting. He puckered his lips as if to give me a kiss. I signaled a kiss back and softly closed the door. I went back to Jack, removed my heels and got on the bed beside him. I reached for the small bedside stand and took out the tube of lubricant. I lubricated myself as best I could. With long fingernails it wasn't easy. Abe lubricated me when he and I went at it. I crawled down to see Jack's cock lying to a side in a flaccid state. I couldn't wait any longer as I licked it up and down. My tongue traced its contours from the base to the tip and it began to stir. I had better access to his balls and spent some time sucking on each. I enjoyed it very much when Abby did this to me. Of course jack awoke to a sight of his cock in my mouth. I looked at him to see if it was too soon. He held my head gently and made small movements upwards, gently fucking my mouth. He was almost at full mast when I crawled up and kissed him deeply. I reached out to the bedside stand and took out a condom. Abby had placed some there. I tore the pack open and crawled back down. Jack was wide awake looking at me and began to film again. I slipped the tip end into my mouth and used my mouth to roll on the condom onto his cock. I had once read that French prostitutes did this. Abe never used a condom when he fucked me. I saw the look of surprise and pleasure in Jack's face as my mouth rolled the condom tightly over his engorged cock. I was becoming a proficient cocksucker and porn star, ready for the next event. Abe used his strap on regularly so I knew what to expect. But it was my first time with a piece of real hard flesh. I motioned Jack to lie still as I sat up on my knees. I positioned my anus over his cock. With my knees on either side of his body, I gently lowered myself onto Jack's stiff cock. Slowly, I moved up and down using my own weight to drive it deeper into me at my own pace. Soon I was fully in. The feeling was indescribable. I was glad that Abe's regular strap on had loosened me up but it felt different to Abe's plastic cock. I rocked up and down slowly. My cock flopped up and down. I hadn't cum as yet and although hard, it wasn't ready to erupt. After a few minutes, Jack stopped the filming and I felt his movements under me increase. He pushed hard as I bounced faster and within a minute he had expended himself into me. I leaned forward, still trying to keep him in me as I kissed him. He popped out and we exchanged a fiery tonguey kiss. Even though I had not cum, I felt fully satiated. Jack rolled over and now I was prone on my back. He kissed me deeply and trailed kisses down my neck. My breasts were still firmly glued on but he kneaded them gently and sucked on the plastic nipples. I felt nothing but my imagination soared and he went lower and soon had my six inches fully in his mouth. His hands massaged my balls. It wasn't long before I erupted deep into his mouth. He kept on sucking, milking me of every drop I had. Jack crawled up and planted a wet cum stained mouth on mine as we embraced deeply and kissed. I was a truly well fucked girl. I had enjoyed every minute as we dozed off in each other's arms. I still wore makeup and stockings. I am not sure how long we slept but we awoke with my arms around Jack's body and to the smell of fresh coffee. I thought I would begin my day with some more man juice and moved down to suck his cock, but Jack was spent. "Later, baby," he said giving me a morning kiss. "But there is something I can do." He began to kiss me and stroke my cock. I was getting hard as he went lower and took me in his mouth again. He sucked me slowly and then stroked me hard until I felt the rush of an orgasm. He didn't let up until I was soft and he had cleaned me up of all juices. He moved up and kissed me hard. "That was nice. I think Suzie and Abe are up." Jack sat up in bed as I lay there satiated. We got up and I went to the bathroom. I left my earrings on and repaired my makeup. I was still overdone in corset, stockings and breast forms for a Sunday breakfast coffee but it would do. I wrapped a silk robe around me and met Jack who had pulled his pants back on and was buttoning his shirt. No words were needed as I reached up and kissed him on the mouth. We joined the others in the small breakfast area. Abe and Suzie were glowing, big smiles on their faces. "Good morning," they said in unison. "It seems we all had a good time," Abe said. He looked at me questioningly. I knew I would spend a lot of time describing what had happened. Of course he would want to see the video. I did too, curious as to how Billiee became a porn star. After coffee, Suzie and Jack left with another round of kisses. We promised to get together again soon. Whilst Abe and I had both enjoyed this exchange of partners, we did not want it to affect our relationship. Time would tell. Later, after we had showered and wearing our robes I described in great detail to Abby how Jack and I made love. I described my experience and feelings completely. Abby loved the video and said that even she could have learned a few tips from me. I was flattered and asked her about Suzie. Abby had a great time. It was the first time she was in a sixty-nine with a girl. She had enjoyed it very much. They had both used the strap on. Abe even was able to take Suzie anally, but she wasn't letting Suzie take her own anal virginity. She wanted to leave that to Billy or Billiee as the case might be. We talked about this experience in our alter egos. As Billy, I didn't want to get into bed with Jack. That did not excite me. Neither did Abby want to share deep kisses with Suzie. Our alter egos appeared ready to explore new boundaries. It was interesting and we avoided using the labels that accompanied such behavior. We enjoyed sharing our experiences and promised we would do it again whenever the mood arose. However, much as we both enjoyed our explorations of our sexuality, we agreed we would never jeopardize our relationship. The party was a big hit and Lance and Lilli gave us plenty of press. Many newcomers became regulars and visited often and enjoyed the company pf our cross-dressed patrons. More special events also came up. Life and business was good. The change in business also meant changes in our private lives. We had been so busy with our business that we had adapted to changes automatically. We were very grateful that we now had a thriving business and also a little more time to devote to each other. We also had to reflect on the changes in our lives and how we would explain this to friends and family outside of business. Abby and I were still happily married and took to our new roles quite easily. Initially we had been so desperate for business and had undergone these changes as a method of business survival. It seems we took the right decision about business. But we now also faced some personal decisions. The restaurant was typically busy in the evenings from Wednesday through Sunday. During these times, I was Billie and Abby became Abe. We would leave it to our moods to change into Billiee or Abe for the Monday or Tuesday evenings. It was a routine we had got accustomed to. During the regular events that took place, we went out of our way to truly become our alter egos. Billiee was always well made up and had a variety of evening outfits, short and long, in various colors. Zelda had coached me at the beginning on makeup and still took interest especially for big events. Abe had some suits and a few slacks. He was always dapper. He would surprise from time to time with his moustaches. We had plenty of practice of course and had a great collection of outfits and accessories to match our personalities. We really did enjoy our gender bending characters and had a great many friends who were also enjoying a similar lifestyle. Some only knew us as Abe and Billiee and would not have recognized us during the day. However, we had never extended this cross dressing to much time outside the restaurant. With my breast forms glued typically from Wednesday to Sunday it was hard to be a male with large mounds on my chest. Given our long hours I found it easier to keep my nails and breasts for that time period. So I was dressing in skirts and blouses during this time during the day. Nobody in the team and our few daytime customers saw anything peculiar in this. Abby encouraged me to act the part and not only dress the part. We used to go to a Sunday brunch as girlfriends and also clothes shopping was a lot easier with me en femme. I had a lot more glamorous evening wear than daytime clothes. It just seemed natural to dress as a woman when my breasts were glued on. Abby was able to dress in a plain T shirt and jeans to try on her suits. They were off the shelf and needed little altering. During her Abe time she wore a suit and tie but did nothing to flatten her B cup breasts. My C cups were bigger than hers so harder to hide. We kept on very good terms with Suzie and Jack and we met once again for a night of passion about a month after Abe's birthday. The second meeting ended up as happily as the first. Our now busy and happy lives were soon to be confronted with a problem: my parents who lived a thousand miles away decided that they wanted to visit over the Thanksgiving holiday. We hadn't seen them in almost a year although we had regular phone calls. When I received a phone call from my mum about the visit, I was shocked. I had never thought about it. They lived in a nice suburban area and were not used to different lifestyles. How could I explain that I was Billiee most nights and Abby became Abe? As had become our habit, Abe and I spent a quiet period at the end of a boisterous Friday night with a drink in our hands. We were standing outside the restaurant, late at night and it was still warm enough. I was smoking my slim cigarettes and Abe had her cheroot. We were now enjoying this nighttime ritual. "Abe, what are we going to do when mum and dad visit," I asked drawing on my cigarette. I was dressed in a short black dress, with 4" heels and with my natural hair piled high on my head. My breast forms were glued in place and presented quite a prominent bulge up top. My makeup was immaculate and you wouldn't know I had male parts safely tucked away when you saw me. "Yes, I know," Abe said looking at me intently. He was dressed in a smart fashionable suit with white shirt and tie. His hair cut short and gelled into place in a left parted masculine style. Sometimes she glued on a thin moustache but not tonight. Abe was quite handsome and whilst not too tall, presented quite a dapper male figure. "It will be hard to hide all of this from them, and I am not sure we should. It seems Abe and Billie will be around for quite some time." "Yes, but you know mum and dad - and even your parents. What will they think? How will they react to the changes in their kids?" I blew out smoke, thinking of my mum's reaction to see me dressed like this. They would also be surprised to see Abby like this. "Maybe we should just come clean and tell them, show them," Abe said crushing out his cheroot. "Perhaps we should invite my parents too and do it at one time." My imagination went wild. Abby's parents were a lot like mine. They would be shocked and upset at what we had become. It was hard enough to deal with my parents, but dealing with Abby's as well at the same time defied imagination. "Are you sure?" I asked. "They will be shocked." "Probably," Abby replied with determination. "But they will find out sooner or later. And the shock may be greater. Let's go." My mind was in turmoil as we drove home. In spite of our outward success, we had not yet been confronted with this situation. All our new friends accepted us as we were. They had seen us in both roles, as indeed many of them played several roles. But for our rather conservatively minded parents, I thought this would be a great shock. As was usual for Fridays, we removed our outer garments. We kissed passionately for a few minutes and then Billie had to suck Abe's cock to get it all wet and him into the mood and then accept his gentle thrusting until he came. The next morning Abby would wake me with a slow blowjob and make a great start to my day. We would then kiss intensely and I would enjoy my own taste. Until this moment we had only experienced full heterosexual sex with each other. I had been inveigled to suck off Roxanne's partner Alec, our bank manager, and also Rikki, our now permanent head bartender. I had told Abby about that after much deliberation. She thought it natural that Billie experience sex as a woman. Jack and I had also made love and he had experienced both my openings. Abe had only had one other partner, Suzie. Abe had experienced Jamie's cock in a reversed way: a male sucking a 'woman' with a cock. Our horizons were expanding. As it was now Saturday and a busy evening loomed, I kept my forms glued. From Wednesday to Sunday, I used the medical adhesive. The remaining days I would just insert the forms into the bra cups allowing my skin time to breathe. Taking Roxanne's advice, I now had several pairs of the 38C and one 38D silicone forms. It seemed natural for Billiee to have this collection. Abe didn't have this problem and dressed in open shirt and slacks during the day. For the busy evenings she became Abe. Over breakfast, the subject of my parents' visit came up. We thought we should seek Roxanne's help as she may have been through this herself. She would definitely be there tonight with Alec or another beaux. That evening after our preparations, we changed into Billie and Abe outfits. By now it didn't take too long. I shaved again closely. Recently, in a makeover lesson, Zelda, our makeup expert, had persuaded me to shave off my eyebrows. Fine highly arched eyebrows were drawn on, giving my narrow face a distinctly starlet look. It was a little outrageous but for the nighttime events it was perfect. I didn't go out much as Billie during the day. If I did, a pair of oversized feminine glasses hid the brows well. Zelda also gave me some theatrical glue-on eyebrows when I had to appear male. I had a glittering silver dress, well above my knees, and 4" heels to match. Zelda, with Abby's help, had persuaded me to get my ears pierced too. So now I had greater choice in matching earrings and also a more natural look. I loved long dangling earrings and had amassed quite a collection. Abe had also quite a collection of fashionable suits. Because of her smaller size, most of her suits were tailor made. Today she had decided on a well cut beige suit with broad lapels, and wore a bright red bowtie with her snow white shirt. She had also decided to wear her thin moustache, glued on just above her upper lip, giving Abe a debonair look. She knew how to tease in this outfit and made quite a dashing figure. I had seen genuine females as well as bi women that had made a play for her. She kept them dangling. As we prepared for the rush around 9.30 pm, Roxanne walked in. As usual she was a spectacular site. Her slim waist, big bust and carefully coiffed hair gave her a most elegant look. She walked easily and with a graceful swish in five inch heels. Her simple black dress, with a deep V slit giving more than a hint of her shapely bust. This was glued on just like mine but her carriage and dress gave no hint of the silicone nature of those mounds. She had years of practice. Abe and I grabbed Roxanne and over an initial drink asked for advice on our dilemma. Robert/Roxanne was a great consultant and had a very creative mind. Roxanne listened to our story and could well understand our concerns. She explained that she had decided to dress at a girlfriend's house and together they had visited his parents. They were surprised, shocked and kicked him out of the house. He left the house with his girlfriend of the time and had never gone back. He had got a scholarship to college and working several jobs managed to graduate cum laude. His parents had tried to contact him but he had left that life behind. He had dressed as well he could and then found some like-minded friends. He had moved into their apartment and had managed to share clothes, learn about makeup and spent his weekends as Roxanne. Of course he also developed hi bi side and was very comfortable as both Robert and Roxanne. He sent his parent Christmas and birthday cards but no other contact. Abby and I wondered if our parents would treat us just like Robert. If course we were older now, living our lives miles away from our parents. Abby and I had each other for support, unlike Robert at the time. The conversation ended as people began to enter with Roxanne's promise to think it over and offer some suggestions. The evening went as Saturday nights lately did: great bar receipts, good food receipts and much laughter. A good time was had by all. As usual we had a last drink outside whilst smoking and returned home to another bout of passionate lovemaking. This time we had a prolonged 69 session and even after we both had erupted, Abby kept me in her mouth until I was hard again and able to enter her for a glorious second orgasm. I woke up after deep sleep to find my cock in Abby's mouth again. She liked that and I began to understand. I had only experienced this twice as Billie but still vividly recalled the taste and texture in my mouth. It was a great start to a Sunday. Abby suggested we have breakfast in a small cafe. I wore a skirt and blouse and light makeup. With my breasts still glued on it would be hard to dress otherwise. Abby too dressed casually as we sipped our coffee and ate croissants. We avoided talk of our parent's visits. We lazed around and went back to the restaurant as usual. The evening turned out to be quite good although not as raucous as the Fridays and Saturdays. On Monday we prepared to meet Robert. We were dressed casually in our regular attire. I had removed my forms and just wore a shirt and jeans. I glued on my 'manly' eyebrows. With the new frames I was using, it was hard to see any facial differences. The earrings were replaced with a single small gold stud which appeared to be fashionable. Abby was similarly attired and bore little resemblance to the dashing Abe who had seduced me last night. Robert had a suit and tie and it was impossible to recognize the elegant and beautiful Roxanne within him. He had other business meetings and needed to dress accordingly. We sat down over coffee. "So," Robert began, "I have given some thought to your dilemma and have some ideas. Let me ask you both, when did you last see your parents?" "Well, I saw my parents just before we met you some six months ago. Abby and I visited them for their thirtieth wedding anniversary. I think we met Abby's parents a little before that too." I knew it had been some time. We did call every few weeks but it was always a short conversation. Robert smiled. "In some ways it is good that you haven't seen your parents recently. I do miss family life although my history with my parents was more problematic. I assume you haven't mentioned anything about the restaurant to them." "No," I answered. They do know we bought a restaurant and that things are getting better but we haven't said anything about the style of the place or who we cater to. I don't think Abby has either." "No, I haven't. It's not easy to explain why we changed our lifestyle and probably even harder to explain how we have come to like it." Abby smiled at me. She knew we had difficulties at first but were now considered full members of the 'alternative lifestyle' set. "Yes, I know what you mean," Robert said. "You both have come a long way. So this is something I thought of over the weekend. It is going to be tough but the first decision is whether you want to meet each set of parents separately or meet them together. Do they meet and chat regularly?" He took a sip of coffee. "No," I said. "There is little contact except for holiday cards or calls. They also live quite far from each other so contact is not so frequent." "That is a benefit for sure. How close are you guys to your parents? Would you be able to tell them of your, let's say, personal choices?" "Robert, no," I said emphatically. "That is the reason we asked you for help." Robert smiled. "I have an idea we can work on. Nothing will be easy of course and you need to be patient and follow through exactly on what we agree. Understood?" Abby and I both nodded. Whilst not close to our parents, we didn't want to distress them unnecessarily. But we also had to live our own lives. "What are you thinking?" I asked. "You have seen us change in the last few months, Abe and Billiee are part of our lives and we enjoy these roles now. Not sure how far we will take it but we are happy with life and business. We are breathing a little easier - thanks to you and - Roxanne." I was looking to Abby for agreement. She nodded. Robert broke out into a big smile. "I didn't think Roxanne would be able to strut her stuff in front of so many every week. She loves the attention. It is going well and I am glad we are partners. A big thanks to Alec too, although I do thank him on my knees regularly." He winked at us. "So, here's what I am thinking." Robert paused, took a sip and continued: "You know that we are coming to the six month anniversary of our partnership which will be in about six weeks' time around Thanksgiving. I have been talking to Lance and Lilli and we thought we should have a parade on the Saturday, just like they have LGBT parades in other cities. But we will have a theme: LGBT. We ail cater to all lifestyles and end with a huge party in the evening. Of course we expect the hosts Billiee & Abe to fit right in and dress the part. How about that for an introduction to your parents. It's a huge event, we'll make lots of money and you have to participate. We can create a small float for the restaurant. What do you think?" "Goodness," Abby shrieked, "what a devious plan! Still not sure how we can pull this off but I am willing to try. My parents will have a heart attack. The problem will be smaller perhaps when they see others in this lifestyle in our restaurant. We won't be the only ones cross dressed. What do you think, Billy?" "Mine will too," I said. "But I have no better ideas and it seems Robert always has ideas we wouldn't dream of. Let's think on this and then discuss again. It allows us to do exactly what we do regularly but it provides a cover." I wasn't sure how to pull this off but it was so outrageous, and my parents would be so shocked, they would probably rush home. "Incredible," was all Abby and I could say. "Good, I have another meeting. But think it out and we'll meet Wednesday to discuss, Abby, you made some good points so let us think on it. I will come around two pm." Robert rose with a wink, hugged us and left. I recalled that this was similar to the time he originally broached the idea of a LGBT meeting place and we were so taken back. But it had proven itself to be a winner and offered Abby and me fresh perspectives. Abby and I discussed it later that night in bed. Robert had some crazy good ideas. We wanted our parents to know about us but we needed to do that in a way that didn't offend them and kill the relationship. It would be hard to explain and we discussed if we should even show them the restaurant and events. Abby had few physical changes to evidence her new lifestyle. I, on the other hand, had shaved brows, pierced years and long hair that had highlights and a feminine cut. This would be more difficult to hide. The real issue for us was did we want to be honest with our parents and tell them the full truth. It was not going to be easy. On the Wednesday, Robert arrived just as were closing for the afternoon. Over coffee we voiced our concerns and our hesitancy to share our new lifestyle with our parents. Robert was smiling and listened to our concerns. "Guys I know the difficulties, but now you have a real reason to be dressed and to show your parents y