The bar was in the shape of a U placed in the middle of the room, with red padded bar stools circling around to bar for guest to relax. On the wall b...hind the bar was a mirror showing reflection of the outside. Bottles of liquor filled to the max on the shelves for any kind of drink to mix. Tables filled the open area for seating convinces. The bartender was a friendly chap from Ireland. He had red vibrant hair with a beard to match. With his Irish accent and his quaint laugh fill the area. It had worked… he felt his heart – and his dick – jumping for joy. Although at first he’d had some hesitations about taking advantage of her like this, he’d decided that it wouldn’t do any harm. He knew that she was on birth control, and besides, she’d never know anyway… but first a little foreplay. ‘Miranda, come here and undress me.’ It was pure pleasure having her hands taking the clothes off his body, when he stood naked before her – his dick already straining – he told her, ‘Now stand. My imagination took over. With the light now behind them both, they were barely more than silhouettes in the window. But this did not bother me a bit! I could imagine how that soft flesh would be puddled out and flattened against the glass and how the narrow expanse of cleavage would just barely be separated from the window. I smiled thinking that her nipples had looked nearly hard enough to cut through that glass!!Then they both left the window and my heart skipped a beat. What was I. The same with my buddy. Finally, the only thing that we could wear was a frilly dress that buttoned in the back. My buddy buttoned me up, and I buttoned him up. Then, we put on a new type of socks as well, and the dorm mother led us back to the dorm. On the way to dorm, my buddy said "This is a girl's outfit. I am a guy! I think." He persisted and was trying both of our patience, and began to wonder as well. "Shush, you are both girls. You were born girls. See here is your entrance form. We.