Walking into the store, I started having second thoughts. I was reallydoing this? Every little thing that deviated from my normal maleexperience see...ed to jump out at me. From the pink of my nails on theshopping cart handle, to the staccato sound of my flats on the hard floor(so different from the quiet of my normal sneakers), to the weight of mypurse. Surely I must look like an imposter, the dress would hide anybulge from my tucked dick, but I didn't have girl's hair, or breasts, orcurves.. I thought I had to pee again but when I got to the bathroom and sat down to pee, I was greeted with a wetness that was alien and new to me. I wiped the juices from my new slit, and accidentally hit my little swollen clit. Ohhh, my goddess that feels good. I resisted the urge to "play" because I knew I had stuff to do. Like I had to be done by a certain time. I put the robe in the closet and went back into the bathroom. I found my counter full of make-up and hair supplies. I began, as if. Now dont get me wrong, I appreciate the female form, especially a beautylike this one. And a chance to do some lingerie or more Boudoir pics with her would be great! Maintaining my composure is the difficult part. I've never gotten an erection during a shoot, oh I've had 1 girl have a multiple orgasm during the shoot & not evenexcuse herself or apologize, but it would be totally unprofessional of me. After all, I rely on them for my income, word spreadsI can't control myself, I might as well. You must pay for it. What will happen to you if I fire you? What will happen if I call the police?" Please I am begging you, give me another chance," the handsome black haired twenty-two year old begged. "It was for my wedding. For my honeymoon. You know how I struggled all these years and..." Shut the Fuck Up! Does that give you an excuse to embezzle the firm's money? We should lose money so you can fuck your new bride in luxury? I warned you not to get married. I told you you could not afford.