I sat down on one of the chairs… and sighed as I watched as she carefully began to towel dry her long, black, silken, locks of hair, she was amazing...and I was fixed by her smile. Turning slowly she lowered herself on to the chair facing me, installing her feet between neatly between my legs, she giggled as she began wiggling her toes along my inner thighs. I took her foot in my hand and began to kiss her toes, gently inching my way from toe to toe and down her instep toward her heel, then back. “That went well,” I said.“Sure, thanks to me, Dr Death is a closet queen,” she added.“Ya think?” I asked.“Okay,” she agreed.We spent the rest of the day reviewing the summaries from the specialists and making plans for the next day. I figured we grab the owner of ‘The Wheel’ at home before he opened the club.“I think we should do it before 8am,” I said. “Let him know how serious we take all this.”“Sounds like a plan,” Sally said. “So do you have anything on for tonight?”“A pint of Jim Beam,” I. The few moments that I've home alone, I take something fromsis and mom closet and wear me as I was a girl. I was caught, a lot oftime, but I insisted. Parents think that I was turning gay, and I hadn't word to explain what Ifeel. I thought I was weird, a pervert! Not gay, not transexual, I mustbe pervert for sure. But I feel the need to continue.From last junior high shool year I begin to take my hair long, just alittle over my shoulders. I was thin, with a short foot. So was simplefor me to. I'd reallyappreciate it." No problem. Not like I have plans." Which was, unfortunately true. Igot together with friends from college on the weekends, but during theweek I reverted to my high school loser self.That night, I went over to Donna's to study. I rang the bell. Herbrother Nick answered."Hey, Nick, how you doing?" Hey, Donna, your girlfriend is here," he sniggered.She came down the stairs, and punched Nick in the stomach. "Shut up,asshole. Hi, Steve. Thanks for coming over." Nick stared.