And after a few days of agonising about the dress I finally made up mymind that I had to try it on. But I decided that if I was going to wearthe dress... I was going to prepare myself properly.That meant removing all my unwanted hair, brushing out my auburn shoulderlength wig, finding the right lingerie and checking that my breast formswere ok. Making sure my nails were presentable and polished. I alsochecked for and found some heels to wear.And so early on a Saturday morning, a morning I usually. Steve and I continued messing with Jenny's eggs as our waitress took our orders. The waitress asked if she was alright, with a concerned look on her face. The three of us burst into laughter. "I'm fine for now," Jenny said. "But I might be going to jail soon for murdering these two assholes." The waitress gave our table a puzzled look, decided it was better not to pursue the subject further, and retreated back to the kitchen. We left the eggs vibrating at level one as we ate. It wasn't enough. C giving her tips and techniques. Now P was ready to try it on a real cock again. C and I were home alone just hanging out when P came over. She would come over a lot so this didn't feel weird at all. P and C were sitting on the couch when I came in with some ice waters for everyone. I served them and sat down. P looked over at C and C nodded her head as in saying go for it. P stood up, walked over to me, got on her knees between my legs and started to unzip my pants."I've been practicing a lot. He jarred his head up and pulledhis boxers over his hard-on with a look of shock on his face."MAX?"I turned around to stop starring at his penis. "Sorry Paul! My fault,I should have knocked." No, it's okay, I was about to be done and go to bed. You can turn backaround."I turned back around and saw a mixture of curiosity and lust. He mustlike what I am wearing. Hopefully it won't interrupt our sleep."Uhmmm Max... Why are you wearing that?" Ugh, it's a long story, and i'm really tired. Can.