He phoned that night again and asked if I'd bought anything nice with the money. "I bought a rubber micro skirt," I said truthfully, "Does it cover yo...r bottom?" "Just about," I laughed. "But I'd have to wear it for a friend, a close friend." He growled then and I felt my pussy leaking. "I bought some rubber g-strings too," I said and he growled again. "You're making me wet," I said and that was when I broke the rules again. I gave him my own phone number and told him that every time he spent. But, always, deep within, my most secret desires have always focused on the weak, effeminate male, the sissy who could be both my pal and yet also be my male woman, more erotic and sexual in the bedroom than any real female." He continued, "Real women are just what they are-real woman-by birthright. But, you are special, my dear male girl, because you are a male who does not possess that direct birthright, yet your special form of femininity is far more erotic and exciting to me than what any. I reached over and played with her nipples and they were super hard. I teased her, saying she must be really excited! She just blushed and smiled. I told Todd to check out how hard they were and he hesitantly reached around and played with her breasts and nipples and pulled down the shoulder straps of her body suit. Todd started getting into it and I uncovered her breasts. Jody released the seat lock and tilted back into a reclined position and Todd's immediately started sucking her nipples.. You could just feel the music running through her core.Finally Chris understood why she'd been so keen to make it tonight, and why her old classmate Andrew had commented on it in the first place. Here, she was at home. It wasn't that she cared about anyone else seeing her — maybe she had, in that other life, but here and now, it was just about the pleasure of the music, letting go and becoming one with the beat.Actually, there was one person she cared for, he knew, and he looked to see her.