”“You are naughty!” I whispered back.“Why don’t you be naughtier and go to the loo and take if off?”“You want me to?”“Yes!”I shrug...ed and made my apologies as I left the table en route to the ladies toilet. Fortunately I had brought quite a large evening bag in which I hid the underskirt, before returning to the table completely naked under the revealing lace dress. I’m unsure as to whether anyone realised that the visible triangle between my legs was not a g-string at that point, but Mike. I tried a lot to sleep but these pressures were not allowing me to do sobut after some time I found myself sleeping and had the strangest ofdreams of all feminine stuff, bra, panties, and sarees all over and itbecame so restless that I woke with a start and it took me a minute tocome to the present situation.I went to the washroom and started to pee standing when Pooja suddenlycame from behind and said, "Oh, what are you doing, this is forbidden,you are a girl now and girls don't stand and pee.. He was about my age, blonde, and fairly well built, Wearing some short jeans’ and a sleeveless shirt, very much sporting the surfer look. “You Jack?” He asked, while shortly looking me over.“Yea, I’m here for Emily,” I replied, “we are going to study.”He smiled, “Yea, common in.” And let me into the house.Once inside I found Emily on the couch of the living room, reading one of the books that were due for the report, sitting quite close to another guy. He had longish black hair, and wore. His smile was wonderful when he saw what I had in my hands and he raised his arms up, wrists bared ready for tying up. I pulled his shirt up over his head and relished in his bare chest - smooth and tanned, I grabbed his right wrist and tied it tightly to the bed, then the left. I stood up and looked down at his helpless body, my eyes drifted down to his belt - I smiled a wicked smile. My fingers worked at the belt buckle as I quickly slid the wide leather band from his jeans, I could see the.