You stood at a slightly taller 5’6, and since your parents enrolled you into the same Swim and dance classes Stacy was in, you never developed much ...ass, instead getting a similarly toned figure. Any muscle you did have was focused around your legs, and unfortunately your ass as well. Hair also never seemed to be an issue, despite your mixed South Asian heritage, and Stacy always complained how such smooth, dark skin was wasted on a guy.Your bodies were so similar that Stacy would often borrow. They were all so deliciously feminineand fuckable. But this was business,We were rushing to get ready. I had chosen a pink,almost completely sheer, 1950s-style babydoll, withmatching panties and stiletto powderpuff mules.Looking at myself in the mirror "tented" my pantiesperfectly and I was very confident in a good showingat that event. Even more so when I glanced over atRhonda, who wasn't even dressed yet, except for hersix-inch stiletto mules and a lot of make-up. Whenthey called us to go. This was going to be my first experience with shooting video and I was curious to see what would work best. I shot maybe thirty seconds at a time, fiddling with the settings for each shot. I pulled the camera and tried several other spots, just walking around looking for interesting angles. I even lay down and held the camera off one side of the hull, shooting as close to the water as I could get without falling overboard."Okay, girls, I'm done now," I said as I opened the hatch and climbed. This really helped me to trust him. After a few weeks when I visited his place he pointed me to a piece of paper on the living room table."It's from my doctor," he said.My blood ran cold as I thought about what it could say: "Genital warts? HIV positive?" I picked up the paper and read it. "Lab result: Complete evacuation." What?"It's my sperm test from a few weeks after my vasectomy. Thought you would want to see it," he said.Relief washed over me. What an idiot this guy was! What did he think.