But it was nearly the end of our relationship as I grew a little bit more confident and cheated on her with other girls to reassure myself that I stil... was heterosexual.Obviously I wasn't. Men didn't arouse me but the mere idea of getting cross dressed and dominated by some anonymous cocks drove me wild. July dumped me and I stayed alone for a long time. I continued to dress up by myself, using make up, shaving my entire body, wearing the sluttiest outfits (fishnet body stockings, latex. The first thing he asked is if I’d shown anyone my tits. I said I hadn’t but I was seriously considering it and told him about the party. He pleaded with me to get a few pictures. Friday I bought a small, thin digital camera and a thong bikini. I had to try on the bikini and I did something I’d never considered before. One of the stories I read told about how a couple got their jollies by having the wife try on clothes in a changing room leaving a gap in the curtain so guys could see her inside. “I need you to take care of Steve when he’s in Chicago. I’m his best friend, but I’m going to be at the University of Wisconsin in Madison and most of his other friends will be in other places. My female best friend Kathy will be at Northwestern in Evanston, and she and Steve have known each other since seventh grade, so she’ll see him from time to time. But he needs a good friend that he can depend on.”“He and I are good friends already, so nothing really has to change!”“Just be there for him.. This took about twenty minutes. I was warned of the various scams that the business owners would try to pull in order to slide some of the money out of the register when I wasn't paying attention. I was warned to either find a lunch to take with me or to eat at the establishment I was watching. I was warned to make a register count both before and after leaving to go to the restroom. I was warned not to let anyone distract me from my job and warned that they would try almost anything to do.