This necessitated regular switches of wardrobe and appearance.Constantly having to change my hairstyle and make sure all traces of"Patricia" were remo...ed before appearing as "Peter", became a majorchore in my life. I took to keeping two suitcases permanently packed,one full of Peter's things; the other for Patricia. (Needless to say,Patricia's case was by far the larger!)Eventually the inevitable happened and I muddled up one of my bookings,turning up dressed as Patricia when I should have been. The look on his face indicated that he was a little peeved at me watching him piss.I smiled and said, “I’ll bet the guys in the locker room never called you tiny?”He blushed as red as a beat and giggled, “No, they didn’t!”“How big does that piece of meat get when you get hard?”He answered, “I don’t know, never measured.”I had finished pissing at this point so I got a tape measure from the truck and said, “Let’s find out.”“You’re kidding right?”“Hell no!”I waited until he too was done. I went to pay for the check but she stopped me and said it’s my treat. I tried again but she insisted. She asked if I had more time to help her narrow down between the two nighties. “No problem”. We left the restaurant and went over to her house. We went in and there was no one home. I asked her where her husband was and she told me he was out till this evening. We walked into the kitchen and she grabbed a bottle of wine from the frig. She told me to open it and meet her in the family room.. Tristan had been approached through the Thieves' Guild in Loudin, by the concerned father, to look into the disappearance of his young daughter. He had accepted the commission and began the investigation into the disappearance, ultimately coming across the slavers. Passing himself off as a thief of a particular bent, to gain access to their operation, he slowly infiltrated the organization until he was well entrenched in their comings and goings.Tristan was bound naked in a cage, normally used.