I started taking off the Olga bra but shetold me to keep that on and stuffed with my 'pretty' panties. I steppedout of the Olga panties and into the b...bydoll bottoms. I put the top onand it floated nicely around the bra. I was about to lie next to Tammybut she told me she wanted a blow job. "Isn't that what a girl gives toher 'man,' faggot. On your knees and lick me clean, faggot."I dropped to my knees as Tammy repositioned herself so her legs werehanging from the bed. My god, she had a. The makeup she wore not only made her look that much more cute, but also older and devilish. The dark liner around her eyes and eyelashes made them all the more hypnotizing, and her lips looked akin to some far off ripe fruit.She greeted me with her same tiny smile “Hey” she said simply. Her monotone eyes clashed so remarkably with the heavy eyeliner the girls had put on her. “Hey” I replied, she kept looking away all bashful and what little experience I had told me I needed to take some. " Oh, my," Angie blushed."Sorry, you're a very pretty girl, just my type," Dana started clearingup the register. "By the way, if you don't mind me asking, how longhave you two been doing girl's night?" About six months now," Rose finally spoke, his voice a raspy whisper."I've enjoyed dressing as a woman most of my life. Then, well, Angiefound out, she encouraged me to be more open with her. After playingaround at home for a few months she talked me into going out with her.Things have been. "Anyway, I looked for a way out, but couldn't find one. After about twoweeks, I found that I needed to apply computer logic to the problem andnot earthly logic. It was then that I found that I was in a file thatan anti-virus program had quarantined. I re-wrote the files code sothat it would appear as a pop-up and not a virus. When the virusprogram overlooked me on its last scan, I attached the file to the nextoutgoing email and then showed up on your screen."I thought about what Mike had just.