It was not slow in coming. He looked incredulous. "Oh my god," he muttered. He stepped forward to examine me closely. I took it in stride. There ...as no way that I could be embarrassed since we were both gender outlaws and wore the clothing to prove it. Like father like son or was it like mother like daughter? We would have plenty of time to sort that out.After what seemed like an eternity, he finally commented, "Not bad. You've got spunk, girl." Thanks, dad. Coming from you, that means. My sister didn't say a thing, simply walked out for a few minutes, came back with some tissues and told me n ot to stain the skirt.I'll tell what happened next another time but she had a friend, slightly older than me, training to be a ballet dancer, called Geoffrey and so gay, he was beautiful. I knew him slightly but my sister knew that I fancied him and unbeknown to me, he fancied me too because she'd told him about my needs.Eventually, she arranged a date for me, told Mother what was. The kind of attraction when you can't help thinking, is she feeling this too? She's flirting with me! I kept it together and smiled back, resigned to trouncing around the campus with this sexy woman. The first highlight of the tour was visiting my sexy tour guide's studio. I couldn't have imagined a better scene than this. In the corner of the room was a full sized bed, decadently decorated, painted, and otherwise altered by the artist herself. The walls were covered in marvelous paintings. He did not seem to object to what I had in mind :D "Listen Sally... wanna come back to our place when you're done? We'd like to have some fun wit you, if you're interested". HELL YES I'm interested, is what she said. She finished work in 30 min and we told her she could follow us home. I was VERY VERY EXCITED for this night! We went to the car to wait, not because we were bored but I was seriously wet and horny and I wanted to cum. We got in the back seat and Ben started to finger me, rubbing.