”“Is that a promise Sarah? I am aroused, very aroused at the thought of it.”“You know I always keep my promises when sexual pleasure is involv...d,” I tell him, equally aroused.I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I have a very strong sex drive and one of my favorite turn-ons is sex with an audience. During our stay at the resort I. Suddenly I realized that I was crying. Tears just streamed down my cheeks and I didn't notice that Anita had approached me and I almost jumped out of the chair again when I felt her hand touch my ear. I didn't because her fingers weren't threatening me. They just wanted to "see" me, like a blind looks at objects. When she reached my cheeks she could feel the tears."No, you didn't know. Did you? But you hated me enough to do it. What can I have done to deserve such hate?" she whispered and with. The next Saturday the doorbell rang. Katherine went to answer the door.Outside was a man with a package. "Post for Jill Peterson." That's me." She signed with her phony name. "What was that, dear?" A package for Jill Peterson." Who's that?" That's you. Or don't you have a girl name for yourself?"He grinned. "Not really. But thanks for the gift. What have you got forme this time?" Open it, and let's have a look." He was a bit surprised that she wantedto see the contents.At the top was the. She looked at me and I thought she was going to cry. Rori asked one more time if I was positive I didn't want to go out dressed as Lisa. I assured her that it was okay and that I would consider doing that at a future date.The tear down was very straightforward. Remove the wig, use makeup remover on the eye makeup, soap and water for the base and beard cover. What took over an hour to put together was undone in ten to fifteen minutes. Changing back into my 'guy' clothes went just as quick. Soon.