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Afroza Part Four:
I was horrified. There I stood dressed as a playboy bunny in front of a
man.
Thinking quickly I said, "Well, hello there!" in both as feminine and
flirtatious a voice as I could manage. "I am Nasrullah, but you can call
me Nas. The other girls didn't want me changing with them but don't
worry, I'm just leaving. You can have the room all to yourself.."
"There you are!" said Amber from opposite me. "Come back with Steve to
have your picture taken in the reception where the light's better
Nasrullah. Here are your shoes my dear."
I looked in horror as Amber produced a pair of black patent six inch heel
stilettos with straps.
Fortunately Steve didn't see the look on my face as I quickly thought
about how best to put them on. I sat down and slipped my feet into each
shoe before I buckled the straps before standing up and tottering towards
Amber.
I must have looked appropriately delicate and feminine because neither
Amber nor Steve said anything before Amber guided Steve to my right:
"Steve, you don't mind do you? Come and put your arm round Nasrullah
like you own her."
I am sure Steve deliberately brushed his hand against my outer thigh
before resting it on my hips, as he did it sent frissons through my body
and I shuddered with pleasure. I had never worn pantyhose before. It
was an incredible feeling to have your leg stroked whilst wearing
pantyhose because the tingling feeling affected more of my leg than he
was touching.
"Try to look sexy, Nasrullah, like you are about to kiss him," said Amber
and I thought that it wasn't going to be hard to look sexy whilst dressed
as a playboy bunny! I put my arms round his neck and looked at him like
he was the most interesting guy I had ever seen and tried to pretend he
wasn't groping my left buttock.
As Steve groped me I was tempted to hit him because I was not gay and
resented a man doing this to me but I was also conscious that I was
playing the role of being something of a bimbo in a playboy costume.
That part of me, my inner bimbo, was sort of flattered to be considered
sexy enough to be groped by a stud like Steve and given that I did not
want him knowing I was not a woman I thought it better to pretend to
enjoy the attention. Possibly some women, even dressed like I was, might
be more discerning in their choice of man... but as I thought about it I
determined he was less likely to remember me if he thought I was cheap so
I decided to let him feel me up.
"You're so butch and manly," I said starting to get too much into the
role of being a playboy bunny and kissing him on his left cheek. I
freed myself from his arms and rushed off to the Ladies changing room so
I could get out of the Pilates studio as quickly as possible. I wanted
to hide from Steve and any other men who might appear. I wanted my
Burqa..
As I opened the door of the Ladies changing room my memories of my mother
taking me to the Ladies changing room as a little boy came back to me. I
was stepping into another world.
A world which involved me wearing a burqa, calling myself Nasrullah and
not having to stand around dressed as a playboy bunny.
Yes, I was about to ask Afroza to dress me in a Burqa of my own free
will...
Mhairi
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