He jumped with excitement as her fingers grazed close to his scrotum. She repeated the same relaxing pleasure to his other leg. Again, her fingers cam... ever so close to his scrotum. Then he felt pressure against his buttocks as Jasmine climbed up on the table. She sat on his upper legs. He could not see her but the feeling was almost unbearable. Her hands moved back up his back. Then he felt something else against his skin. Jasmine was rubbing her upper body against his skin, and he was certain. She was simply stunning. Her brunette hair, tousled from a full-days work, flowed down to her shoulders. Simple make up highlighted her natural beauty. A splash of blush to warm her face, a touch of mild lipstick to highlight her lips. She wore a white button-down blouse, the top few buttons undone revealing a revealing neckline and the tops of her pale white breasts. Encased in a lace trimmed white bra, her ample breasts forced themselves against the material of the blouse, making the blouse. Feather earrings dangled from each ear.What have I become? He wondered as he looked down at the white frillyblouse and pale blue spandex pants he wore. His spike-heeled boots didlittle to reassure his masculinity. He was small-framed and thin. Thebest that you could say about him was that he was androgynous andcurrently dressed to play up his femininity."Can't stop admiring the view, Michael?" Jeffrey said, walking up andgiving him a gently squeeze on the butt."Blow me, Alex," he said. Love you," he muttered before rolling over and taking up the rest of the bed.Fiona looked thoughtful for a moment. "I might be a little late because afterward, I am going to get some lunch with some of the ladies... You, uh, know how they are after service. Always wanting to gossip about something or someone."It really wasn't necessary to lie but truth be told she was beginning to enjoy lying and if even more truth be told she really didn't have any chick friends left anymore.She smiled to.