Sam never having met Annie previously was extremely happy with my choice of dinner companion, ‘eyes on stalks’ is the expressionI got Annie a drin... whilst Sam happily chatted to herI had made a reservation for 8 pm at the restaurant of the local pub, just across the lane, just giving us time to chat a little and break the iceAt the restaurant we were shown to my favourite table near the open fireplace, handy as we girls were not over dressed!!This was good as it allowed Annie and me to relax. I walk over to her to feel her body half naked against mine. We exchange a few kisses, and suddenly my fingers and hands ache to travel on a voyage of discovery of this body which I have fantasized about all night.I feel her nipples harden under my fingers. This gives me an inexplicable thrill. Then I ask nicely if I can get down on her with my mouth, but she says no. I am very disappointed. I would have like to give her all the enjoyment I feel she deserves.Despite her response, I continue my. Smita said ‘do u want to bet?”I said” anything”Smita” ok looser will treat staff for the sandwich in evening”I said “ok’But to all odds australia won the match, i treated everyone everyone liked the harmless betting,,now this became a routine to have bets in the office, we became friends after that, she was free in her talks, even used to share dirty jokes , once we two only in the canteen , both were in a lighter meed, again cricket came on the tvI asked” want to bet?”She said” yes, but i do. "Don't worry!" Erin insisted. "You look fine. You look better thanmost real women. Most would kill for your waistline or your legs.Stop fretting! No one is going to know that you were ever born male.Think of it this way... the only part of you that is male... is sosmall... and so well hidden... they'll never have a clue."Erin was right. Wherever we went, to the movies, to the grocerystore, to the mall, no one ever said a thing. They looked at my longhair, slender figure, and women's clothes and.