She pulled him to his feet and grinned, “Besides I won our little race so you owe me.” The glimpse of her perfectly formed breasts held tight toge...her, a hint of her hard nipples straining against the fabric, had had an unexpected effect on him. He’d always known that she was beautiful, desirable. The number of suitors that had tried to claim her hand was testament to that fact even if someone was too blind to see the evidence staring them in the face. She was not known as the Rose of Asenmar. It was still earlier on a Tuesday evening, but the crowd was thick. The highlights from the city’s beloved football team streaming on the many flat screens scattered throughout the masculine interior. It never ceased to amaze her how the fans could be so fanatical over a sports team. Making her way through the sea of business suits and a full assortment of people wearing jerseys voicing their opinions of the latest draft pick to how the team had better make it to the Super Bowl, someone bumped. We had been meeting regularly at a local walking trail for months to have our little rendezvouzs in the woods and I looked forward to being his "girl" at least twice a week. We had met several months before while walking on a beach very popular with the gay community. I am a very passable full time crossdresser and was wearing only a bikini when we met. I told him off the bat that I was a CD but at first he didn't believe me. After some convincing, we agreed to meet up for coffee and after. " Megan Campbell," Emily said sternly. She'd heard the name enough toguess which one I had given him. "How could you do such a thing? Thiscould be your one chance and you might have just blown it. He'll find outeventually." I know," I told her weakly. "But it seemed like the right thing to do atthe time. I'll have to tell him the truth tomorrow anyway, when myparents sign papers and stuff."She just shook her head at me.---Eventually Ethan pulled his car into my driveway. In excitement,.