' Dave chuckled. Surely he couldn't have seen me looking. I was shocked at his remark, but so wanted to say yes I was. He knew from previous chats of ...y bi-sexuality, but it was never a common topic of conversation.We walked into the lounge to see 6 reasonably large boxes, sealed and ready to move into the attic. They weren't heavy, just a little awkward.Dave returned to his place up the ladder as I passed up the first box. Fortunately, the boxes got progressively lighter each time.'One more to. With that, the three women smiled at me, and allowed me to get up and turnaround toward the mirrors. To my horror, there was no longer Kevin, there was a young woman with long red painted fingernails wearing a slinky shiny black prom dress that only came down just above the knee and flared out a bit, with beautiful make up for an evening out. My hair was no longer brown, but now sandy blonde with straight curls flowing down that would look cute on any girl and actually did on me as well. Black. ’ ‘Some people drink it that way.’ ‘Plenty of drunks do, I’m sure.’ ‘Just put some of the ice in it… here,’ he handed me a fresh glass. ‘Thank you.’ I looked at him for a moment, trying to figure how old he was. ‘Are you allowed to drink now? How old are you?’ ‘Old enough,’ he replied drolly. ‘You’re in university now, right?’ ‘I was…’ ‘You’ve dropped out?’ I lowered my voice to a more conspiratorial tone. ‘Well, you might say that.’ ‘What will Mr. Stanley say?’ ‘He doesn’t know about it yet…. Teasing him, I ran the head of my lady cock up and down his ass crack spreading the lube I had just dripped there. All at once, I popped the head of my lady cock into his tight, hungry ass making him groan. “Beg me little girl, do you want your boy pussy fucked hard?” I asked my sissy. “Oh yes Mistress, he pleaded, please give it to me, please!” he said as his legs started to tremble balancing on his high heels. I reached around his chest and twisted his nipples hard as I rammed my cock full.