I worked around these folks on a daily basis. Everyone seemed pretty cool, and I figured I could serve drinks in a dress as easy as I could in a pair ...f pants. So, I started dressing.It began innocently enough, just pantyhose and some low heels, makeup and a wig. I would wear shorts and a T shirt with this ensemble, and that was as far as I was willing to go. Well, what can I say, I liked wearing the hose. I liked the way they made my legs look, and they felt GREAT.I started wearing higher. She blushed when telling me that.Her most interesting comment was, “I found porn pictures and videos interesting at first but what I enjoy the most are the stories, both true and fiction.”I then told her that I felt the same way and would even write them for fun, kind of a creative sexual outlet.The perked up at that, “Where do you post them?”I told her and said my pen name as “Tony Tiger”.She went wide-eyed, “You’re SHITTING me!” I’d never heard her use earthy language before.I nodded and. It was quiet and appeared uninhabited at the moment, though you could tell your roommate had already moved in. The left side of the room already had some stuff unpacked, a laptop, some clothes, etc. Looks like you had the right side. The room was split in two mirrored halves. Straight in front of you two basic desks sat side by side facing out a pair of windows. The leaves and branches of an mighty oak tree swayed slowly to the breeze outside, the orange light of sunset lit the tree's leaves. . I have an idea. I stand up straight and start to make my way across the water and I walk up the three stairs that lead to the floor. The boy in the blue shorts who saw me first in the hall, smiles with his arms across his chest, leaning on the wall. The other boys start to make their way up the stairs. "So, what's his prize?" One blurts out and the others punch him in the arm, but I can tell they all want to know. "Come come." I motion them and spin around, making my way down the stairs. They.