Then she looked up at me and smiled, "Boy, am I glad you were following me. I'd hate to be stuck out here all alone. Do you know how to change a tire?... Sure, no problem", I said with a grin. So, about 20 minutes later the job was done and I stood up to wipe my hands. She moved up real close to me and said with a sexy smile, "I really want to thank you."I smiled back and said, "Oh, that's Ok, I'm glad I could help out." She giggled and took hold of my hand, "You don't understand, I REALLY want. There were rumours that Megan had not been the first to feminise herboyfriend or husband and that there had been an accountant whose name Idid not know and his wife, who I think was called Mylene, had invited himto take some sort of test which led to him becoming something of afeminist cheerleader back in 2006. Mylene and her wife, the accountant,lived a few doors down and across the street from Megan.It was also said that the author Magenta, who was something of acelebrity, lived with her. The wifes pussy now was hot and wet so I went down to feast at the Y while she continued with her story.She said that she tried several angles for a good view of the show and just couldn't get there when she decided maybe the front doors are not locked maybe she could sneak in to watch. Gently trying the passenger door it wasn't locked she opened it enough to slid in as the two dudes were to busy working there prize over when she got into position. As she took the action in the bigger guy had. He was clean shaven with an athletic frame, but these weren't the reasons that the guests had all eyed him. Even though all were in formal attire, James stood there wearing a high collar Kenmore jacket, lace jabot, Mackay tartan kilt, hair sporran, argyle hose, and patent leather brogues. James looked like he stepped out of a picture from the nineteenth century. The way that he moved showed little of the fatigue he felt and the women began to swoon and swarm him. The curiosity had gotten the.