Cindy had also put some make-up on me. Some Dark blue lipstick, eyeshadow of the same color, and she was in the middle of applying blush tomy cheeks. ... stared at her and sighed; she had cobbled up enough clothingfrom the other three girls to assemble an outfit for her that suited mymale body and her needs to be feminine. I have to admit that she lookedbetter than a newbie cross-dresser. It looked like she was atransgendered girl who had just started her transition.She had a cute white blouse on. She went to the movies with her boyfriend and when they got back to her apartment he fucked her before he left. She was telling everyone how her boyfriend enjoys taking the leftover cum that’s mixed in with hers and would chew it as if it was gum. I was thinking how NASTYYYYY that was. But I never gave them my opinion. I thought if I said anything they would find some other place to sit. And I would lose the chance to listen in on their stories. Most of the crap they told was boring but shit. I took the last fifty dollars out of my wallet, leaving the last forty in, and put the bills on top of the cigarette pack. ‘I’m going the fuck home,’ I said. ‘Good,’ he said, and nodded. ‘You asshole,’ I said, laughing. He put the Palm Pilot down and stood up. ‘Man, I’m glad you came,’ he said. ‘Yeah.’ Then we did something we’d never done before. Usually we punched each other, but this time we hugged. It didn’t feel weird, either, it was like hugging Ernest at Mom and Dad’s. ‘Take care of. Then the fun could begin. It was around 3am in the morning when I walked in the door after celebrating my birthday by going to my first bar with my friends. My Dad must have heard me get dropped off in the drive way, because there he stood in the foyer, arms crossed, and brow furrowed, an intense frown on his gorgeous, full lips. He stood at 6'3, had thick, short brown hair, chiseled facial features with the most amazing blue eyes you've ever seen, and a body like Chris Evans in 'Captain.