Et me first say that this is a real story, just as all of my other stories. Nothing is made up and nothing is exaggerated. Hope you enjoy it and pleas... share your thoughts in the comments His girl is Sharon- 5'6", brown hair, brown eyes, very cute. Sharon has small titties, about a 32B I'd guess, and nipples that are always pointing right through her shirt and bra. Nice, full, round ass that I've always wanted to grab. Sharon has a really friendly, flirtatious personality. Myself- well, I'm Jeff. 6'0", 190 lbs, brown hair, brown eyes. I'm not in bad shape, though I don't work out nearly as much as I should. My wife, Andrea, is tall and thin. Dirty blond hair that falls past her. As his eyesadjusted to the darkness, he realized that this is where the conference wasunofficially starting. Jack now almost wished he had dressed as Jill. But hedid a quick calculation in his mind as to how long it would take him totransform himself--too long. He also went through what outfits he would wear,and decided he would just have to be Jack.The bartender gave Jack his beer, and Jack had him put the charge on hisroom. Jack turned around, and faced the crowd. There were at least fifty. I watched as she fished out her credit card and paid for the items. The clerk gave her a number and as she turned, she looked in my direction. She smiled and nodded her head to indicate she had recognized me. “Hey,” I responded. “Hi,” she replied, flashing a smile. She stepped to the side and I stepped up to the counter to place my order. “Number seventy,” the clerk told me. I stepped to the side. I looked at my number as my dream girl was looking at her cell phone. I stood off to the side,.