I manage to croak, "Who's there?"The zip speeds up again and Dani peeks in. "Shoosh, dummy. You want them all to find out?" She crawls through the fla... and squeezes alongside me in the cramped confines."Christ, Dani. You scared me witless. Those stories had my imagination in knots already. Especially–"She silences me by leaning forward and fastening her lips to mine. Mint and the citrus lip-gloss she favours fill my senses as her tongue peeks into my mouth and slithers against mine. I respond,. Some of the scatterbrains were ready to fuck a bedpost and licked their lips and widened their legs whenever the courier guy approached. Over-sexed bitches. A few women working for clients were lovely. They’d say ‘Good morning Gavin’ or ‘Good afternoon John’. For fuck sake: his name was Donny. Then there were the supercilious ones. He thought that word he found in the dictionary was apt. They would stare at him icily, recognizing him for the scum he was, and would sign and silently hand back. With my weenie tucked tightly in my gaffno one could possibly know my true sex.I took the short pink skirt which looked like the kind of skirt acheerleader would wear and shimmied it up my legs. Twirling a few timesfor Lisa, she told me that, "They would be foolish not to hire you."Summery pink platform sandals were deemed best and then I let her do mymake up just like she did the first time we met at the MAC store.She fixed my wig into cute pigtails which twirled girlishly around myface. I. The throat training had to be done before the make up though so she set her sights and got going. The life-like 8 inch dildo she usually liked to suck was quickly located, rinsed and stuck with its suction cup at waist height against the bathroom tiles. She duly dropped to her knees, spat on the silicon head and tried to take it straight down her throat.This wasn't a real cock, no need to romance it.It got about halfway down before she gagged but she pulled up briefly before working it down her.