ClaireIt was Saturday, and the city was still waking up. Although the storesat the Twin Pines Mall were not yet open, their employees, deliverypeople,...mall walkers and others already had the structure pulsing withlife. Inside one of those stores, a clothing shop for plus-sized andtall women, the owner was having tea in her break room with a customerwho required special considerations?because he was a man.Eric Madsen was a cross-dresser. He had discovered, thanks to aninternet chat room, that. .the house is quiet, a single candle burns in each room.He pulls back the curtain to the bedroom just as she's walking out to greet him she bumps into him with delight...the smell of his sweat dripping down his neck sparks something in her. She's been craving him all day she leans into him and delivers a sweet wet kiss he smiles and says. "Why hello my sweetie".Instantly hardened, Jack sees her desires clearly. She's dressed in a tight black dress with a pleated skirt, black panty hose and knee. I dint know she drank. "To a good evening," shesuggested and took a swig of beer out of the bottle."Jackie, I think Russ is in a hurry here, and we had also better getgoing to have dinner and then the club. How about we give Russ somethingto think about? Let's show him what he is missing." Shaniqua walked overto the small sofa and threw down two cushions at Russ's feet. Although itappeared casual, the cushions on the floor would show Jackie's upper bodywell and Russ's side view. Shaniqua would. “What is my wife? Chopped liver?”“My mistake, boss. I meant eligible females.”Freddy replied, “We are here to see the game, not get laid.”“We can always do both.”The seven of us grabbed some pizza, and settled in to watch the game. It was a pretty good game. The favored team was ahead by ten at the half, so it was still anyone’s game.The halftime show started, but the big-name performers were not the big draw. What would happen afterward was the big question.I had my cellphone out, just in.