Theother members of my band were nodding their heads in agreement. While I hadleft New York City to make my way back to Los Angeles for the week, theb...nd and crew members had slowly made their way cross-country to be heretonight."At least we made it," Stacy Miller, drummer, added. "I just wish we didn'thave to do it again."I grimaced. While I got to fly back and forth because of school, everyoneelse was making two more trips cross-country before we finished the tour inthe western United. There are hundreds like me going to work every day. We work at our desk surrounded by paperwork, dry as dust, dependable and boring and most importantly, unremarkable. I liked to be unremarkable. Yet many of those men had a secret. For some it was a small secret, like reading porn magazines in their lunch hour before going home to their loving wife who could never be as exciting as that girl on the page. For others it was gambling or drinking, the need to place a bet on a sure thing or the. She called out asking if everything was okay so I had to come out and sat in an armchair and she sat opposite me. I felt as if I was six again waiting to be told off for some misdemeanour.When she started speaking she really surprised me. She said that she’d decided to divorce my father and had started proceedings. She had met my father for lunch and they had agreed to have a no-blame divorce and that she would buy his half of the house. She also found out that she’d been right, he was having. "Lift your skirt." Came the calm but firm order from behind me. I looked back over my shoulder and saw Jack had removed his trousers and was watching me from the sofa, hard cock in hand. As I reached back to lift my skirt I saw my reflection in the mirror. Suddenly everything changed. Looking back at me I saw a true reflection of my sexuality. I saw Jessica. I lifted my skirt and revealed my smooth butt, perfectly framed by white suspender straps. I bent over a little to feel them pull against.