I gotta pee, no I mean really got to pee I go to the nearest washroom(female I make sure) I pull down my sweats and sit and do my business forthe firs... time as a woman, stand up and wipe what drips I wash my handsand notice a tampon machine. Oh shit I hope I didn't choose the week ofher time of the month to be Brooke. I get to the food court and notice afew guys staring still weird but I just have to keep reminding myselfthey don't see an unattractive loser named David they see a. She invited me to dinner later that night. I naturally accepted without hesitation and arrived at her apartment at the arranged time. She greeted me at the door in a red blouse that was opened just enough to display a discreet amount of cleavage and a casual dress that fell just below her knees. Her legs were long and smooth, or at least, what I could see of them. I stole quick glimpses at her. I was impressed with her intelligence, humor, and good nature. Such qualitles I seldom found in any. “Want me to make dinner?” She asked enthusiastically. “It’s okay.” The last thing I wanted was an evening of college dorm cooking. I was only a few years away from having to endure that and happy about moving on. “I’ll grill a couple of steaks later.” “Sounds good.” She picked up her bowl and walked to the patio doors. “Looks like a beautiful day.” I shook my head as I looked at her, butt crack showing and oblivious. It was unlikely to be a good day for me. **** It was almost 4:30 in the. “Keeping busy.”“Well, that’s very good to hear.” Dana smiled through the innocuous banter, then looked towards the floor beside Willow’s chair.Willow watched as she stooped down to retrieve the crimson cellphone and hand it to her.“Oh. Thank you,” Willow said. “It must have fallen out of my purse when I sat down.”Dana nodded cordially, her eyes constantly roaming Willow’s cubicle. She pointed with her chin and said, “I see you’ve got some talent.”Blinking at her, Willow asked, “What?”“Did you.