‘What’s with the get-up?’ Terry said. Mika shrugged. ‘I don’t want to have to deal with a thousand ‘Hey, I saw you stripping on the Intern...t’ conversations right now. And if I’d ever get recognized in a crowd it would be here.’ ‘Don’t you think it’d help your career?’ Naomichi said. ‘You know, you could be the otaku idol. Pose with nothing but a doujin in front of your breasts…’ ‘Naomichi, why don’t you go check out some other doujins like you were talking about?’ Terry’s partner in crime was. Are transvestites born or made? Is there a transvestite gene?" "What; like a gay gene d'you mean?" I asked wonderingly. "Exactly. You're the biologist. You tell me." "That's a thought. It might be worth researching." "Research or not, it's spilt milk now. It'll not benefit me will it?" "It could though. If we discovered a transvestite gene we might be able to eliminate it." Beverly's face turned white with shock and I quickly realised I had not only overstepped the mark but smashed right. I had a few drinks and then felt really horny. Hey everyone. Well, I was out at a club, kind of out of the way and away from the city. I had a few drinks and began really feeling horny. My pussy was absolutley throbbing and I knew that I would have to have relief soon or I would go nuts. I danced with a couple guys but they just were not interested no matter how much I hinted to them of my needs. Finally a woman, a little buxom and long red hair came up and asked me to dance. I said, Hell yes.. I happily agreed to him without thinking another moment not realizing what I was getting into. It was Sunday. It was hot and humid day. We were getting ready for the party. I wore a causal T-shirt and shorts. I thought who keeps parties on such hot Sunday afternoon. Well it seemed strange for a moment but I let it go without thinking. Alia came out in one of her traditional kurti that covered her completely and showed no little cleavage at all. I hugged her tightly and touched her breasts.