I was quiet, moving almost not at all, but she finally got it that something was going on, half drunk as she was."What ya doing?" she finally asked."I...m fucking Ann," I said. Romy said something like omigod and tried to get up, and then Ann did something I didn't expect her to do. She grabbed her hand and said, "Stay."She sat up and took her shirt off, and her skirt too. "Look at his dick, it's beautiful," she said and got on her back, spreading open. I took my shorts off, too, and laid on top. " I had to pull over asmy tears made it hard to drive.We sat there for quite so time when she finally spoke, "I had heardsomething about you but, I did not see anything, so I thought that theywere wrong. I guess I was wrong for not listening to them. We can tryto date and go out and even have sex, but I really don't want to see youdressed as a woman and would not have sex with you if you were dressedas I am not into that."I said, "I will try not to dress and if fail I will let you know so. I wasn't about to chicken out now so I said OK, but it had to be my own clothes and few other guidelines. I thought I was pretty safe. How bad could it be? When I got out of the shower this morning she had my clothes laid out for me on the bed. I felt my nipples perk up and a flush of warmth between my thighs as I saw what I was about to go to work in. She had dug out a short, very low cut, sleeveless summer dress. I had casually mentioned a couple of weeks ago I didn't wear it to work. The door bell rang at around 7:30pm and it was Rachel with her friend Meghan. Rachel was wearing a red top with a blank tank underneath and jean shorts while Meghan showed a bit more skin. Meghan was skinnier than Rachel and because she had a bit of cleavage, all the guys' attention were on her. Not that I mind since I didn't exactly want to tell anyone to knock off on the stares at Rachel. I swear, all the guys must have dropped their jaws when they saw the two girls - not that I blame.