Sexy little high heeled sandals. Satin blouse. Just a hint of black lace peeking out from my teddy. All in all, not bad. Unless you count the fact tha... I'm not a girl. I'm a man. Dressed as a girl. Forced to by my co-worker Debbie. See, I like to wear pantyhose. Nothing big, just a pair under my pants. I like the feel. Well she caught me. And now she was threatening to tell every one at work, unless I let her do what ever she wants. And she wants to see me dressed completely as a girl. So I. 0. I immediately knew I had to meet this kid in person and see if he was really as perfect as I thought. So I got tickets to a Justin concert in Detroit and they were back stage passes so I would see him as close as possible, and I couldn’t wait. I was there around an hour early for the show and was jumping up and down with excitement when I saw his bus pull up. I was the closest one to the bus and as soon as he got out I was totally stunned, HOT! And he acted shocked to see me standing there. .Meh ispehle bohot sare ladki,aurot ki chudai kiya tha cause meh ek model hun aur mujhe kain housewife ,girls etc se sex ke liye call ate hai as i like sex very much meh maxmum clients ko service deta tha.Mene dekha mom sirf petticoat mein hai garmi ke wajah se wo apna sare kapde khol diye hai..Petticoat boobs ke thde upar se bandha hua tha toh mom jab ek tang mere upar krke so rae thi unka panty dikh raha tha..Meh apne ap ko control nae kr paya mere mind mein mom ko chodne ki khayal aya butdar. Not in a deeply repentant way.Yeah, I'd pushed when I shouldn't've. And when she'd blatantly told me not to. I'd definitely fucked up.But that didn't change the fact that she was the one that had crossed the line.What line there was. We'd never done a good job of defining where the line between a pure friendship and a sexual friendship lay. And that was as much my fault as hers.Well, actually she'd defined the line—no touching. I hadn't liked it, but I hadn't discussed it or argued. And then.