“Yeah! I gotta take a pee! Is it all right if I go pee?" she asked with a smile that excited him even more than what she was wearing. All he could...do was nod his head and watch as the real cute Jackie disappeared into the bathroom.Anxious for a closer look, he leaped up off the floor and stood in the hall by the bathroom door. While doing that, he pictured Jackie taking her pee. What he saw inside his head, made whatever she started inside his pants, get even bigger. Vic was tempted to. We don't get much chance to do that in the city."Mary laughed. "No, I guess you wouldn't."We swam and played around and after a while I didn't even think about being nude. We finally decided to dry off and we found a couple of large rocks we could lay on as we sun-dried. I watched her as she lay on her back her arms under her head, eyes close soaking up the sun's rays. She was a tall woman probably 5'9" with curly blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a nice figure and I judged her weight to be. She said I was welcome to return. I did. And she was just as helpful,remembering me. She asked me to present as a woman next time I visited;said she would love to see me dressed. But I was too scared. And then Ididn't want to disappoint her, so I never went back. I feel like I lether down.This is embarrassing. I was still living at home at the time. Imagine across-dresser in his mid-twenties trying to hide his clothes from hisparents; trying to dress without their knowledge.Do we have to do. “‘The books’, as it were,” she replied, “Or at least one book. Might provide us with a clue about who is ordering those distinctive clay jars you’re so obsessed with.”Voss nodded and rose. “Good job,” I replied to Calliope.“What’s our play here, Theo?” Voss asked, “Do we wait for the guards, or bolt? They’ve got to be on their way.”I glanced out the front window of the shop. It was clear- the talkative hobgoblin had crashed into the window display on the way down- and I could see that our fight.