She was a doctor, f'chrissakes! She wasn't about to fuck me on our first date!Get real, Billy-boy! Just stay calm, try to act like an adult, and (if w... hit it off), then there's maybe going to be a Sweet Doctor Lucy in your not-so-distant future.What I resolved to do was to take her out as many times, in the next two weeks, as I could persuade her to see me. I'd show her that I was for real. I'd show her I was not as dumb as most ballplayers, either. All I had to do was to make some use of that. I spent about 15 minutes taking various poses when I asked Barbara, ‘ What did you have in mind with your comments earlier.’ ‘Are you interested in more erotic modeling?’ Sure, why not,’ she replied. ‘Okay, then,’ I said, ‘pull those bikini bottoms aside. Let me see your pussy.’ Without hesitating Barbara took one finger and pulled the flimsy bikini bottoms aside exposing her cunt for me to see. I snapped a couple more shots. ‘ How about your top.’ Barbara had it off in seconds. What a body on. It was indeed a surprise. Astonishment, anger and confusion were clear inher face."Da...?" Jenny started to say. She was in shock. But to her credit, shedidn't shout or yell. Nobody said a word. Everyone was staring at my newfemale persona. I hadn't expected a surprise party. Jenny turned to ourclose friends who were looking at me open-mouthed. "Have a drink guys.We'll continue the party in a moment." She dragged me into the corridorand closed the door behind her."Jenny, I am really sorry. I. The place was not just furnished - it had a neat butlived-in look, complete with fresh flowers on the kitchentable and pictures of what must have been friends andfamily members as well as the personal mementos that made aplace home.Giving in to the voyeur in me, I took a peek in the closet.Yep, I was right; a girl lived in the apartment, andjudging from the brightly-colored dresses and blouses, afairly young one at that. I wondered why she wasn't homebut figured Mr. Logan must have made a deal.