We exchanged numbers, and I thought that I'd made a new friend, not easy to do in this urban area. I said I had to get back, and said goodbye. She loo...ed a little wistful as I walked out the door.I was beside my car, looking for my car keys in my jeans pocket, when I suddenly saw a bright light in the back of my eyes, followed by a sharp pain in my scalp. I half turned around, and saw a dirty, unshaven man, maybe 40 years old, holding a stick and getting ready to hit me with it again. He was. When I felt his cock slide between my legs, I moaned softly band ground my moist lips up and down against his shaft. All it took from there was a slight adjustment for his tip to settle in the right spot so he could enter me once more. This time, John went slow and easy. He slid in and out of me, savoring the wet warmth of my pussy and the feel of my body beneath him. Running one hand along my leg, he pushed in as far as he could and stayed put for several heartbeats. I withered slowly under. Even though the din of theband kept me from hearing some of his words, it was plain that he wasasking me to dance. Now what could I do? I wasn't much of a dancer as aguy, and I had absolutely no experience dancing the woman's part.Besides, I didn't want be out there, dancing with another man -regardless of what he thought me to be. Then too, how long would hecontinue to think of me as a woman, once I was away from this table?I remembered Diane's purse. Gesturing toward it, I tried to speak. "There that should coverup any questions people might have about you dear," she said as shestood back smiling.Chris was horrified but there was nothing he could do about it. Beforehe could say or do anything else he was pulled out the door and onto thechange floor. "Now you stay here Chrissie while we get some more thingsfor you to try on. Can't be hogging the changing room while we look formore stuff now can we?" Terri said as they both walked away.Chris was mortified as he stood practically.