Stacy drove to one of the dance clubs in town. It wasn't a gay club,which scared me a little. At least at a gay club, if someone "read" me,they woul...n't be upset. And what about showing ID? I didn't want myfirst night as a girl to end with me getting beaten up. As usual, Stacyhad it all worked out."Don't worry! I know the bouncer at this place." Sure enough, as Inervously accompanied Stacy to the front door, the bouncer greeted herlike an old friend. He looked me up and down a long. At least that is what I thought….I got to the room at almost 9:30 with my disguise in my oversize purse. Jason and Jim would be there at about 10, leaving me time to get ready. I ordered some room service of an appetizer plate, since I knew the guys would be bringing something to drink, probably more beer. I took a leisurely bath next, and put on some heavy makeup, before struggling into the negligee. I was getting wet in anticipation of what was to come, and buckled the high heels on quickly.. “I do remember it. I remember it like it was yesterday. I just didn’t remember what date it was,” I frantically explained. “I’m so sorry, Melody. I didn’t mean...” She kissed me.“I’m not very sentimental about things,” she said. “I forgot until Lissa reminded me last night. It was actually yesterday, the eleventh. February was eventful. Two weeks later, we made love with Lissa.”“Did we do anything special for Valentine’s Day last year? I don’t even remember it.”“Valentine’s Day was pretty. “Well done.” Her hand caresses my cheeks. “Now relax and let your body adjust.” She has released the ropes allowing me to stand and I’m suddenly conscious of the weight in my arse. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, I have never felt so horny in my life,” I pant. “Good now walk to my bedroom. It’s over there,” she points the way. “And don’t you dare drop that plug on my hardwood floor.” I clench and waddle a little but my sore and newly bunged ass and I make it to the bedroom without losing.