I thinkshe was glad it didn't, because although she did a good job of hidingit, it made her a little uncomfortable to think about. A few weekslater I...was over at her house after lunch and we were playing Atari whenwithout warning she said, "Let's dress you like a girl."I croaked out the words, "OK." Sit down at that chair" She ordered, pointing at a little white chairin front of her dresser. I complied, and she continued. "I've beenthinking abou this, and this is what I think. If I tried. “How do we do this?” she asked. “I don’t know. How do you get off when I’m not around?” She nodded to one of the two arm chairs in the room. “I like sitting in one of those with my feet up.” “How?” I followed her and sat in one. She turned the other one to face me. She hooked a knee over each narrow, wooden arm which spread her thighs and left her crotch wide open and her pussy exposed. In the reflected light from the bath, I saw her lips were parted and moist. I settled myself into the same. .. guys. Hey," she seemed to catch herself. She looked up and raised an eyebrow. "You're not doing too bad yourself. You improved during the break. Less shoulder roll in your freestyle, and longer strokes. Looking pretty good."She watched me? Temporarily I lost the faculty of speech."Oh, um, well, I mean I just um, you know. Swam. Trained. Did swam—swimming. Training."Mercifully, at that point I was spared any chance of embarrassing myself further, as one of the coaching staff called for quiet. Once upright and naked, she walked to the door to read the rest of the rules;You will be naked apart from stockings and heels in the hostel roomYou will not close the curtains at any time whilst in the roomIn queues, and whilst on chairlifts and gondolas, you will have your ski jacket open, exposing your chestYou will sleep in a different scout's bed every nightYou will follow the commands of any of the scouts"Well," she thought, "That's not as bad as I thought it would be." Right, lights out.