“Zero-zero,” I announced.“Zero-zero,” she echoed. “On your mark ... Get set...”We stared at each other, waiting for the imaginary starting...lights to go off.“Go!” we yelled at once.We cast in like we were starting the Kentucky Derby. For a few minutes we worked our lines in silence, eyeing each other’s pole tips to see if something had been caught. Neither of us hooked anything though. Eventually I glanced at Heather and she at me. Then we started laughing.“Somewhat anticlimactic, huh?” she. Her college roommate, Gwen had gone out for the evening, and she was waiting for Dillon to arrive.How had it happened? He was so hot and usually dated girls known for things other than a physics major. A few study sessions and he seemed to be a changed man.Though he didn’t take his studies seriously, Chrissy could tell a difference already, and how wet she got when those strong hands were scribbling faulty equations in his notebook. She’d been fantasizing about his fingers and what they might. His manners popped out and he offered her an adult beverage, beer and whiskey being the only available choices.“The whiskey on the rocks please,” she politely asked. When he brought it she invited him to sit on the couch rather than across the room at the tiny kitchen table. She knew by now that closeness wasn’t his habit.After a few sips, Carol sat up straighter, pushing her b-cup tits against the thin blouse she was wearing. She’d removed her bra during a toilet visit at the restaurant. Her. Helooked on the bed and saw everything laid out for him. First he tuckedhis penis and taped it back then put on a pair of boyshort panties.Next he attached the breast forms as Anna had shown him and blended inthe edges. He put on a matching bra and looked in the mirror and did afew poses admiring the cute girl smiling back at him and feeling hismother's reassurance.He went back to the bed and put on the rest of the outfit. He pulled upthe short denim skirt that went to mid-thigh and zipped.