I had had a girlfriend in my early teens who used to rub me through my jeans until I came in my pants - it was as far as she would go - and this felt ...he same. I enjoyed the wetness in my underwear. Mick said we should maybe not bother with that last beer and instead go to his apartment which was close by. I agreed and we were there within five minutes. We talked about what had just happened. I told him I'd enjoyed it, it was the first time I had ever done anything like that but he had made me. “If you can can guarantee we get the visa.”“Dan will have an employment contract from my company which will me more than enough to satisfy the UKBA. But in return I will draft a special contract between you and me. So Dan… what do you think?”“It’s Disha’s decision.” Under the table. Disha held Dan’s hand while she stared across the table at Mike. “I agree, Mike. Draft the contracts then send us them.’”“I hope you don’t mind. But I have taken the liberty of drafting them already. I’m not a man. I want it bad. So I want you to go along with this. It's justdress-up. Besides, you are kind of a sissy."I stared at her. I shook my head.And then I was caught up in the whirlwind, and before you knew it, Iwas trying on dresses at Macy's.Sarah loved it. She picked up a black dress and folded it over her arm,then a yellow, then a red."Can I help you, ma'am?" A young salesgirl offered."Yes," Sarah said. "My husband here needs some women's clothing, andwe're willing to set fire to our credit card. I stand up for myself. But it's exhausting. Youhave to fight your corner all the fucking time just to get heard." I thought that was just a few guys, the assholes who did that." No, it's most men, believe me! Present company excepted." I took a deepbreath. "I mean the jocks just want to turn you into a lay, but there'ssomething honest about that. It's all the others. The ones who paintthemselves as 'nice guys'." I take it they are not nice." You got it. Nice guys come in all shapes and sizes.