‘Now here’s the plan,’ she began to explain. A half hour later, Janie breezed in the door, happy from her encounter with her friends. ‘Hi, San...y, what’s up?’ ‘Oh not much. I was just having a glass of wine with Davy while waiting for you.’ ‘Let me change clothes. You know how much I hate being in my work clothes.’ Of course Sandy did. That was an essential part of the plan. Sandy followed Janie to her bedroom. Janie undressed while Sandy chattered. Sandy watched as Janie unbuttoned her stylish. I woke at about 9am and sun was shining, clock is running oddly, says its Sunday 3rd, I went to bed on Saturday 2nd, Odd.Got out of bed and glimpsed myself in the mirror and nearly passed out. I like to wear a little fem gear, usually just tights (pantyhose) or panties and hold up stockings,, a couple of my mates do the same and we meet and have some hot fun.I looked in the mirror again, I am a fairly hairy guy, well built as play rugby at the weekend, I looked a 3rd time, no hair on my chest I. I am filing this report for the "Recovery Archives Committee."This is a report on how the "Recovery in Space" fellowship got started.For many years I was a proud member of the Hapsburg Sunday meeting. We called the group the Hapsburg Half Moons and we met at the town hall on Sundays from 11 am till noon.In the fellowship, we were known far and wide. An active group, we were often 20 or more strong to speak at meetings. We went as far as Boston, Worcester, Springfield, Cape Cod and Newport.We. “I may not be a queer, but I’m still horny. I’m not as lucky as you are with girls, Nate, so I have to make do. Besides, Barry may as well have been a girl in any case,” he concluded with a snigger.In that instant, I knew that Nate had told this arsehole about what he had seen me doing.“Barry is my brother, dude,” Nate incredulously emphasized.“Cock-sucking brother,” Geoff reminded him, before challengingly resuming, “Listen, it’s up to you bro. Here are the smokes… and so you guys now need to.