They started again, a blank slate, but taking things slowly. She wanted him to touch every muscle of her body, almost as if counting them. His hands t...ailed up her arm, grazed her breasts over her dress, tickled her waist and touched places that she didn't even realise could be so intimate. It was almost as if they weren't in the back of some random woods, but back in her room, where it all started. His fingers found the hem of her dress and he broke their kiss, long enough to pull it over her. ‘My phone’s… newer. Whouldyouliketogotoabetterbarthanthis?’ This last part was said in one breath, and with enough speed that it sounded more like ‘Woodjewliketobarbetterthis?’. Mary blinked, and looked at the man using the light of the bar. He had on a black and grey striped button down shirt with none of the buttons buttoned, and a graphic tee underneath. His pants looked like jeans in the dark light. Combined with his somewhat lanky physique, he looked, well, like a nerd, or the smart kid. She said I wasn’t man enough for her. She was right: I am a sissy who dresses up in female clothing and likes to service real men.The doorbell sounded, right on time.“Hi Gary, and you must be Vern,” my squeaky voice nervously said.“Come on in and let’s get comfortable,” I finally exclaimed.I led them to the playroom downstairs and straight to the bar.Gary said he would have a Gin and Tonic. Vern wanted a shot of Jack and also a Jack and Coke. I made the drinks and also made a Fuzzy Naval for. I did everything to please him sexually, and now I felt I needed to change my appearance to look more appealing. I decided to leave work early and go to Leon's friend Mary. Mary had a beauty salon in the same building as Leon's apartment, and although she and Leon had a history, she had always been so kind to me. I knew she would be the one to help me since she is still so fashionable and also looks fantastic.I went into the clinic Monday morning and decided this was the day I would see Mary.