I was in my bedroom dressing when I heard my sister arguing with mymother as I was looking at my collection of underwear. Choice of bikinis,hip-hugger... or thongs. Lacy, nylons or silk. My sister had convincedmother to remove my boy undergarments and replace them with androgynousor female. I chose bikinis.I listened as my sister told my mother, "I have a new idea about what histalent can be in the pageant in two weeks."Cursing under my breath. I had worked on what my talent for the pastthree. Make yourself presebterble and make them feel.. you know.. specail?"I turned back in the chair and crossed my legs looking at him with a nervous smile as i pondered wether to except his offer as he gently tried to convince me "just a few drinks every now and then with rich guys that want to spoil you. its not the worst job in the world is it? In the mean time arswer the phone.. write down appointments.. its not rocket science lolly"I leant forward and exstended my hand "okay.. im game" he shook. He certainly hoped so.They walked a couple of doors down from the gym and into a coffee shop. They sat chatting about working out as they drank their coffee. Alexis told Matt that he really looked good from the workouts he was doing. “You must be so fit honey” she said “your endurance must be off the scale”. The inference was not lost of Matt. Endurance? He imagined she was talking about endurance in bed or did he read her wrong? Was he getting ahead of himself? Perhaps he should play in cool.. As she continued to walk, I notice that with each step, it was becoming obvious she was not wearing any underwear. I immediately thought something was up and was a little turned on. I was trying to decide on if I should risk our friendship and make a move. She opened the fridge and bent over to look inside. She said something, but I wasn't paying attention. I said I couldn't hear and stood up to see over the counter. I was able to see her ass more clearly and a little more. She was definitely.