" I pleaded."Well let me get you ready and see what you say then. I mean it Dan, I think you would make a truly amzing girl, with a figure to die for.... Jane said persuasively."Ok I say, what do you want me to do?" I say, with a nervous excitement building in my stomach."Firstly, put your new underwear on and lets have a look at you," Jane grinned.I looked in the bag and there was a lilac satin thong and bra set. It was a perfect fit, the light padding in the bra giving me a slightly bigger. You wouldn’t think a woman like that would cook, but to her everlasting credit she does and it’s a good thing too or my dear brother would have imploded into a black hole long ago. He eats when he is sad. And he’s been sad a lot. Monique trained as a dietician and even though she’s never actually worked as one a day in her life, she can cook a hell of a lot better than me or our mum and she’s found a few recipes he likes. Men are easy, feed them and show them your tits once in a while and. It hadn't really got too raunchy yet. But we never knew. For that reason we were always on the look out for police. You could always tell if they were there. A plainclothes cop would buy one drink, and then nurse it all night. We were authority free tonight. Jeff and the boss had made sure of that. So just about anything could go, as long as the ladies were happy and the audience didn't get out of hand. The show was proceeding and all the tits were wet now. The guys and gals in the crowd were. My moment of ecstatic connection with the universe. She pulled up her knickers and moved back to the kitchen. She remained silent but did look back at me. I was kneeling on the floor radiating pleasure. She curled her mouth into a cheeky smile. “You have made me very happy.” I said.“Maybe... Polly's bum quite likes being worshipped it turns out.” She quietly said. What a naughty girl. What a splendid, naughty girl.“But Polly's pussy has greater needs. Pussy is boss. The main thing, the most.