I put on my coat, grabbed my purse and went to my car in the garage. Ibacked out, looking to see if anyone was around. The coast was clearand before...I knew it, I was driving down the street in full dragincluding a pair of three inch heels. When I got to Cindy's salon I began shaking like a leaf. It was onething to play dress up at home and fanaticize about being Carolyn. Itwas quite another to open the car door and walk into her shop. With adeep breath, I stepped out of the car and. They had gone only a couple of blocks however when Marsha realized her wallet was in her other purse at home. Turning around, they were surprised not to see Randy pulling out of the driveway in the pickup truck he had inherited from his parents, but heading in the opposite direction from the bowling lanes.Marsha and Chris looked at each other with stunned expressions."That's not the way to the bowling lanes," he said."I know," was all she said in reply, pulling in behind the truck at a safe. “If that’s the reward for a good blowjob, you can have all the blowjobs you want,” she giggled when I kissed her goodbye.“You know this can’t be a regular or permanent thing,” I said.“At least once more? Please?”“I think that would be OK.”She gave me another kiss and she headed back to the dorms and I walked home, carrying the laundry bag. When I arrived home, I started the washer, then got dressed for karate. My wives and I walked to the dojo, and we had our usual practice.“Steve, do you have. Looking down he realized that he had fastened too many buttons, and unfastened some to show his cleavage.He shut his eyes then and imagined the room full of girls. The latest woman entered the room leaving filling the last spot. He looked into the mirror at the nearly finished woman there.He opened his eyes and took out the hand mirror. Picking up the mirror that belonged to his mother he looked at his reflection there. He could hardly believe his eyes. He looked more feminine than he ever had.