Some white tennis shoes made me look prettyandrogynous. No wig for the trip either to eliminate any undue attention.We decided to meet at a coffee sho... next to the hotel so we could go intogether. Belinda was living as a girl 24/7 and passed easily. I didn'tbelieve I could pass so being a guy worked out the best. I walked intothe coffee shop and immediately saw Belinda sitting at a table. Shelooked great in a vee neck top showing off her boobs, a nice short skirt,silky legs with 5" heels and. He pocketed the cash, then shoved an unmarked door openand stood aside as I walked on through.9It looked like a women’s washroom, painted a drabgreen with white tiling, four cubicles and a couple of sinkslining the far wall. The door whisked shut, and I stoodthere staring at the first cubicle, my hands trembling, mythroat clicking dry when I swallowed. I walked over andpushed the cubicle door open, slipped inside, shot the boltbehind me.There was no toilet, only a round, padded hole in thewall,. There were handshakes, nods and raised glasses as Bill introduced his new friends to us.Mom took a seat, and I went to the bar, flashed my fake ID at the skeptical bartender, and ordered a draft beer for myself and a margarita with a salted rim for Mom.The night was going very well. Mom was having a good time. Bill took it upon himself to escort her and introduce her to other patrons. Most were in their twenties and early thirties, much too young for mom. However, more than a few men around her. The discussion started about the noise in the bar, then the food served at the bar, and finally to modern day music. The men bought the next round, and then Judy decided that it wasn't fair for them to have to buy that round of drinks so she promised that she would buy the next round.Wendy did not intend to stay as long as she did. One drink, then she was going home, was the original plan. She thought she would stay in the bar for an hour and would be home by seven that night. The next time she.