So after she told him to buy the dress, he found himself standing in the doorway of their bedroom, a foot shorter, a hundred pounds lighter."Get dress...d, hon," Caroline said, "You're going dress shopping. But don't worry! You're a woman, so it'll be fun." Jesus, Car," he said in her voice. She'd done this to him before. It was disorienting to go back and forth in the same voice, like sliding on audio ice. She wasn't going to change him back, though. You do not get Caroline pissed."Well, get. I decided I had outgrown strip clubs. I placed my glass on the bar and left the six dollars on the bar as a tip – my way of apologizing for the unintended slight. Life was too short to let a situation grow bigger than needed. I almost made it to the door when a large man, linebacker large, stepped out from behind a dark counter. I guessed he doubled as the DJ and bouncer. At first, I thought he was just leaving his booth, but he blocked my way out. ‘Excuse me,’ I said politely, and made a move. I asked if she wanted to meet Tom and Stanley, Tom’s thick cock.I leaned in close to her and said, “You really should meet Stanley.” Seconds passed. My pussy got wet as I pictured her walking to Tom and placing her hand on his hard cock, which was straining against the buttons. Unfortunately, she had errands during her lunch hour and no time to meet. I was so excited I didn't ask how to contact her. Our first Unicorn encounter and we were hooked. I vowed I wouldn't let the opportunity to play. I read in the lobby the state association of million dollar Realtor's are meeting in the green room or some such nonsense." Very good, actually that's first rate," he said."I would also guess that million dollar Realtors is a misnomer. How many millions do you have to sell to get invited to this meeting," I asked."A hundred million," he said. "Not really all that exclusive these days. They will probably raise it to two hundred in a couple of years. Have to keep the riff raff out you know," he.