..” I should call that number. Right after class, I should call it.Mulling that plan over I eat one more just to keep awake, and fold the package cl...sed and stick it in my overall’s front pocket. Big dorky overalls, a tight baby-T, and a baseball cap. Hey, it’s utilitarian. I get to hide my hair and be frumpy sometimes, I’m not trying to look like a sex kitten in class, you know.I guess I kind of zoned out for a bit, cause my note page looked like this:“9/12: ~--~--~”Molly was turning her page. Sarah's was unsmilingbut there was just this openness about her freckled face and her bigeyes that came through despite the best efforts of the DMV to uglifyher."I can't wait until August," I said softly, and I put Sarah's permitback in her wallet and carefully tucked the wallet into her bag.I got up and went over to Sarah's big ass mirror. Her dress kind offlowed down my body like a waterfall. Lacking Sarah's soft curves, Ilooked like a boy crossdresser who was supremely skilled at. Teasing/kissing/holding/touching..just the things that a couple in love do.She's the wife..i'm the husband...so i fuck her every night Monday to Saturday! On Saturday morning,i shower,shave(all over)paint my fingers and toes,do my make-up..and become Connie! Maid/slave/lover to Miss Alice the Mistress of my dreams...of any persons dreams really.I serve her/wait on her during the day..pleasing her/masaging her/bathing her/dressing her.I love her very much.I'm expected to please her orally. I would have run full out, but I was getting some interesting action in the crotch area of my baggy sweats, my bull dick swinging commando. I could tell by that certain sensation that I was already oozing precum and I hoped I'd get some interesting possibilities from some sharp-eyed hottie zero-ing in on the spreading wet stain in my tent-poled sweats. I was shameless. Not exactly the guy you wanna' take home to meet mom. Hey, I'm twenty years old, okay, and not interested in buying china.