" How could she recognise me in a burqa?" I replied."I know," said Amber "What about we tell Jennifer that one of the peoplein this caf? is not wearin... clothes either he or she would normally wear?BUT you must sit like me so as not to make it obvious. If Jennifer picksyou, you can change back to being a man as soon as you want but if shedoesn't but picks either Alison, Lisa or me you will come to class as awoman tomorrow. If Jennifer thinks it's someone else in the caf? otherthan one of us. “Go on and screw that piece of timber in position, or do what you have to do; but I am not here for a perverted peep show.” “Maybe my priorities have changed,” Ken said teasingly. “I know what I would like to screw,” he said with a cheeky laugh. “When we have finished here, be my guest. You never know your luck,” I taunted. “Are you for real?” Ken asked me quizzically. I'd had a brain fart and something had snapped in my head; God knows why I said that. Probably I was cranky from his leering at. "Yes" was all she said. I was really happy that this was a short journey as I don't think I could cope with the frostiness over a long journey. A couple of minutes into the drive and, out of nowhere she asks "did you like looking at my top?" Was I caught out? Did she see me looking at her chest? Was it obvious that I was trying to see the shape of her nipples? "I thought it really suited you" was the best I could come up with. Hoping she would accept the compliment and change the subject.. .." and she kissed me.I kissed her back. I felt a little hand softly fondling my hardening shaft. She looked at me with a mix of lust and curiosity."Does it get hard like that a lot?" It usually doesn't, right after I come," I said. "It's extra excited about you."Giggle. "When it's hard, that means it's, like, READY? Again?" Uh-huh," I explained, "But it's not gonna come as fast the second time." It'll last longer?"I nodded.She got inside my arms and wrapped me in her own, her face smiling.