?Cone over here and take a look in the mirror,? she suggested?I followed Amy across the basement workshop to a long ceiling to floor mirror and looked...at the hideous looking man in a black silk dress:?I look really stupid,? I laughed at the ridiculous reflection of myself!?Rubbish,? responded Amy!?Come on Amy,? I replied. ?I’m effectively a man in drag.?Amy just looked at me in the mirror for a minute of two, before breaking the long silence:?Maybe we could do something with your face and even. We joined some of our other friends and relatives back at the table, and Jim took his seat next to me again. It was a little more exciting now, knowing what we had just done, and knowing that he had my panties in his pocket. He was careful not to let anyone see what was going on under the table, even though I was having a hard time sitting still. He was still running his hand up my skirt and playing with my still hot pussy. I tried to keep an eye on his wife, but she didn't seem to be aware of. Dinner done, meals packed for work tomorrow and her daughter’s lunch and dinner. She’d exercised and showered. Check, check, check.Windows rattled again. A car driving by.Sighing, she closed her eyes. “I really need to caulk those.”Maybe when Olivia was napping later. What now?Everything felt empty. Like a cardboard set for a play. Odd that this life didn’t tear her up. With her mood history, it would make sense. It was simply disappointing, she realized. Why? Focusing on the future. Believe me. I know.” “Easier said than done.” “I know that too. Good night.” “Night,” he said as she sat down in the seat. Walking back to the front door, he had an idea that quickly turned into a plan. When her car went by and she waved out the window, he decided to go through with it. A little lost sleep might just be worth it. **** Chris walked up to the counter, feeling completely out of place in the flower shop. He didn’t have a lot of choice, as it was far too late to order anything.