Friday nights were real. Certainly the atmosphere was abit phony. A special night at the club for guys dressed as girls. Thespotlight was always on th... two of them because they were the bestlooking girls there. Gina was right: no false modesty. That didn't meanhe had to be egotistical about it, but admitting that he was such agood looking girl seemed to be an important factor in his disorderedthinking about gender.A girl in a boy's body, Gina had said. The clich? meant something tohim. His body. I searched on the shelf for a minute. Suddenly I heard a sound of a door locking. I turned back and I found Namratha was standing near the door nude. I was shocked with that view. She boldly asked me “this is what u want to see?” I was speechless. She said, “Ok then come on do whatever u want to”. I moved near to her. She closed her eyes. I asked her not to open her eyes till I tell. I touched her boobs first, and started to press it slowly. She, without opening her eyes searched for my head.. I opened my eyes to see a female figure, silhouetted in the dim hallway light."Brent?" The voice was that of Helen."Mmm," I mumbled, my mind still wanting to drift away."Uhm, I, uh, was wondering if I could sleep in here." Her voice was hesitant and slightly embarrassed."What's wrong with... ?" I half sat up, feeling for the bedside light. I came on, illuminating the room and revealing Helen's form. She had changed out of the lingerie, into a long well-worn white t-shirt, which reached halfway. Was this what I wanted? How did I get into this situation? "Yes. I'll do it." I gasped as I felt a tightness start in my throat and work down to my pussy.

"I hoped you'd say yes" Daniel said "Let's go up to the master bedroom and meet some of my friends."

My legs felt like jelly as we climbed the stairs and entered a huge beautifully finished room in the middle of which was an enormous bed which had mirrors all around and above it. As we walked in Daniel called into his dressing room "OK.