I was Torn. I talked it through with Sam. Now that I was faced with theprospect of being a woman for a man I liked, I was not sure that I coulddo it. ...am calmed me down and said to just treat it like going out witha mate, don't think of it as a date. She reminded me that I had copedwith girl's night out and I had snogged and played with a man's willy. Ireminded her that I had been drunk and it had all just been a game. Noneof us had taken it seriously, it wasn't real. In the end Sam persuadedme. I asked him to find a couple Gibson arch-top tenor guitars. I'd had one in my youth and I like using it with folk songs. I suggested he find some suitable musical instruments for the downliners. He suggested reed pipes, reed or cane fifes and flutes. I suggested some recorders, too. But I wanted the wooden kind not the plastic. I suggested he get all voicings, Soprano, Alto, Tenor and Bass recorders and a bunch of music to go with it. I wanted some harps too. We'd make what else we needed. I. If we didn't want you here, you wouldn't be here. Relax and have a good time. We have a beautiful suite for you tonight. Tomorrow we'll get some business done, and do a little shopping. Our Alpha is bashful sometimes, but he's always full of surprises, too. He keeps us on our toes. Go with the flow, as they say."Alpha Male? Cramer thought as they began the long walk to the pool. Crap. Half the stuff they're talking about makes me want to just laugh at them, get in my car and leave. But I felt. “Look, things got a little out of hand, I didn’t mean for it to go that far.”“It’s ok, Tammy, I really did enjoy myself.”“You did? But we humiliated you, you still are dressed up as a fuck slut.”“ I didn’t know I was going to enjoy it that much.”Tammy looked at me kind of sheepishly…“Sam,” referring to my actual name, “can I…”She stopped suddenly.“can you…yes?”“Well, everyone else was touching up on you and I got so hot and bothered and frustrated that I couldn’t do anything, I think you look.