She explained to me that she does find females attractive and all, but that she just doesn't see herself being that type of chick. (I think it's cuz ...he thinks she is too overweight and ugly to be attractive, same reason she barely ever feels loose enough to let me fuck her anymore, but I don't press these issues).Anyway, now that I've told you a little about how that is playing out, you'll understand why I might have some hesitancy at trying to be crossdressed at my local store to see how it. He said I already did and that's when she said yes but ask him.I said when do you guys want to come over. he said nobody had a car. I told him I could pick them up. he said have Peggy come with you and tell her not to wear anything other than her swimsuit cover-up. I said OK. I told her and she was geeked. We got in the van and she said we should remove the center seat. I said OK by me. We removed it and that left a seat for 3 in back and 2 in front. but we knew there wouldn't be 3 in back. I. “Is Carmen in there?” She whispered. “If she is, she’s crying.”“She must’ve just got here.” Daphne hovered close. She turned the handle and limped past Mallory. Carmen sat solemnly at her desk but had the wherewithal to turn her head from the door to blot her face. “Carmen, you okay?” She called out.“Yeah.” She said, keeping her head down over her laptop. “Yeah, I’m good. Just got some bad news is all.”Mallory remained outside the door. Her lips tingled from Daphne’s kiss. “Daph, I’ll see you. A good wine, bottled decades ago and standing on your shelf for years until you finally find a reason to open it, cherish the experience and taste the last of a dying breed.And it was an exquisite taste, stirred together with drops of dark, strong water like tears running down your face and healing the wounds that caused them to flow.I was back to her lips the moment I left them, my mind catching glimpses of the past in between. Her nipples that felt weirdly soft and hard at the same time, her.