"I certainly can yell Hey Joe or Hey Pete across the bar."Joe spun around with a shocked look on his face."How?" You gave me a debit card to pay for y...ur hair. When I run the card your name came up on the screen. I figured you booked your appointment with another name to try to remain anonymous so I let it slide rather than asking for ID. But, since neither of those names fit now, what do I call you?" Sue." Said Joe without hesitation.He'd been thinking about his feminine persona ever since. 3 AM, or that's what my bleary eyes said about the glowing big hand and little hand on my watch. I'd been sleeping for the last couple of hours as the train sped through the northern reaches of the Midwest taking several hundred of us from Chicago to points east. In my case, back to New York after a conference. Hours of talk and then the rush to make the Lakeshore Limited.I enjoy riding trains and if I'd had my wits about me when I planned this trip I would have booked a sleeping compartment. I knew he was excited by me, but I finally figured something was holding him back. Maybe it was Mrs. Cage.When he changed my diaper, he made no moves to rub my penis beside a little powder. It felt so odd having a man see my little penis and each time I hoped it wouldn't get hard. He fed me several bottles, but all the time he seemed to be distant, as if something was on his mind.I had never said yes to the summer proposal of being their baby, but I'm sure they took my actions as a yes. It was. I could only picture sugar plums dancing in their heads. I went into the closet and brought out all the gifts and placed them under the tree. We finished by filling all the stockings with all the standard stuff, new toothbrushes for everyone, an orange, an apple, candy and little wrapped gifts (stupid stuff all kids love from the local dollar store). When my wife and I sat back and enjoyed a nice hot chocolate we looked over the site before us beaming with pride. The over abundance of gifts and.