At least they were clean and not too beat up. Of course, I had to wear the shorts minus any underwear. I like to do this when I am heading out for som... action at some hot cruising spot, but not when I’m going out on a normal bit of shopping. Still, it felt good to feel my cock and balls hanging loose, and I thought that I could still manage a quick stop at the bookstore for my coffee. At that time of the morning it wouldn’t be too busy, and I should be able to find a table and keep things. Not twenty minutes later the store phone rings I answer. Good afternoon thanks for calling how may I help you. This voice on the other end says yes you can, you can help me this is Dman can I have your number so I can call you when get off of work. I replied what, he said yea you heard me I just left there 20 minutes ago and I want to take you out! So I immediately got nervous, I didn't know what to think. Well as I thought how sexy he was I gave the number to him! Well when I got off at 9:30pm. Other people could be seen on the edges of the bar. It was quiet.Melanie strode on camera wearing a yellow tube top, Daisy Duke’s, and her only pair of high heels. They were white. She walked to the left side of the men and stood there. She looked hot. She always looked hot. The camera turned to center her in the picture and a few more men could be seen at the tall tables on the one side.Melanie stood next to Big John. To the right on the screen was Billy and Brad. All three had the Minnesota. Ridiculous," I added, in a whisper."You *are* a sissy," she said, matter-of-factly. "And tonight, you're going to sleep like one," she stated, picking up the panties and handing them to me. It wasn't a request, or an order. It was a statement.It turned out to be true.I felt even more deeply embarrassed the next morning, when I woke up next to this beautiful, desirable, feminine creature, in little-girl drag. And with amazingly stained panties, too. They were almost crusty. So were Nancy's. She.