You're my boyfriend and I'm your girlfriend even if weact out fantasies in which you're my girlfriend."***The next day my mom came to my room to chat ...fter I was done with myhomework. "Is there anything you want to talk to me about concerningGreg?" You mean the panties?" I said."Yes. Since most boys would never be caught dead helping theirgirlfriends with their underwear, Greg is obviously not like mostboys." I know mom. I've figured out that Greg sometimes seems to act like agirlfriend and not. Ok, so I was there in the wet sauna room and to show off and let the other guys know I was ready to have fun, I sucked that guy's cock it was fine as before hard with a big rounded head, I sucked his cock for a good time just enough to let other guys know I was there to do my job. so I tried to get close to the other guys but they didn't want any and well time was passing so I said well I need to do something, then I went into the dry sauna room which was not turn on but there were two. I did indeed look hot, even if I did say so myself. "Those young girls are going to have some serious competition tonight," I said to myself proudly. I looked at my watch and saw that it was already after 8:00. It was about a fifteen-minute drive over to Jack's townhouse, so I knew I was going to be at least fashionably late. As I walked downstairs towards the front door I noticed the red light flashing on the telephone in the foyer indicating that a message was waiting, but I was already. Itwas such an odd experience, to be out in public, doing something directlyrelated to my sissy-sub secret life. The people around me were inspectingpicture frames, snack food, and kitchen items. I was excitedly headingtoward the cosmetics department. There was an old guy with grey in hisbeard, intently examining plastic bags of comic books, as if he wassearching for some valuable artifact. It takes all kinds.I had one of those little baskets they provide. My hand hovered over afew items.