They weren't justdressing as a guy or a girl for a week, for that week they were a guy ora girl. People often found friends during the week that they...would neverhang out with the rest of the year and often found their usual friends tobe part of different social groups during the week.Nicole and Chase followed the signs directing everyone to the auditorium.They walked in and saw signs directing people to different booths, a rowof tables for students to get their Swap Week ID cards if they. So on Saturday morning my man rolled out of bed his nice tanned buff body in his tight white undies with his semi hard cock making them tighter. As I watch his tight ass walk out the room to go and sit in front of Saturday AM football. I decide now is the time.I grab my tight white blouse which only just does up against my ample breasts. Grab one of his red and black striped ties and tie it around my neck. I step into a very tiny little pleated red and black tartan school skirt I bought from. After two wonderful orgasms from Steven and countless orgasms by Ellen, they would separate, kiss each other good night and Ellen would turn away from Steven so that he could spoon her as she slept. She always felt so safe in his arms and he had a way of resting his hand on her breast which always made her feel good. They would drift off to sleep, content that they had both made the other feel good and had enjoyed themselves as well with their lovemaking.These were the thoughts that were going. One filling her throat, another load being spilt into her pussy deep and the last being shot on her stomach and back from the side. She collapsed to the floor. Only aware that seconds later she was being covered with a blanket and picked up by the man that reminded her so much of her Jesse. She fell asleep as he carried her out the door. She awoke, panties wet, in the same clothes she had fallen asleep in. she wondered at the memories popping up in her head. Goodness! What a dream! That was.