The prospect of doing the whole female thing, totallycrossdressed from my red polished toenails and shaved legs to my curlyhead along with makeup, jew...lry, perfume, and heels etc. was beyond themoon. When we got back to my apartment we began to put it all together.My girlfriend started by instructing me about the ins and outs of thebrassiere and helped me to get it on and adjust properly. We did nothave actual breast forms so we used rolled up pantyhose which whilelacking the weight and bounce. 15 days later he comes back to the office with a pair of spandex shorts on and a T-shirt. I was wearing some leggings with some pink panties (I was not expecting him back so soon). It is hot down in Louisana (outside of Shreveport), so I wore a burgundy tanktop and a corset with no bra. My nipples were showing through the tanktop.Jasper entered the office and I smiled (as I was sitting down) typing on the computer. "Did we make any profit this week?" as he dropped invoices on my desk. I took. He has already dropped his suit jacket on the floor as he entered the room. She runs her hand up and down his chest through his undershirt, which feels so good to Scott. She pulls up his undershirt, and then she bends down to unzip his pants, and pulls his pants down, helps him out of his pants, shoes and socks, leaving only his briefs on, but seeing his bulge pressing against his briefs.They hold each other tight, kissing more and more. Scott reaches down and caresses her ass, he feels his. AlthoughRyo shuddered to think of it, the wording had been a double entendre.Initially she had thought that "should you mate me" had just meant"should you checkmate me", and "checkmate" was, of course, the wordwhich meant winning a game of chess. There was, however, a verydifferentway to "mate" someone... a way Ryo wasn't sure she was evenwilling to try.It seemed, though, that one way or another she would have to mate withthis man, either she could get up and do it now or she could lose.