‘Great I’ll have a cup of soup and a chicken salad platter please.’ Kay said. ‘Very good. And you sir?’ The young man asked. ‘I’ll hav... the soup also and a tuna melt.’ I said. ‘Great I’ll place your order. Are your drinks satisfactory?’ He asked. Kay smiled and said. ‘Very good.’ I just nodded my approval of the beer as the waiter turned and left us alone. I smiled at Kay as she first removed the cherry from her drink and using the pick ran the ripe red cherry around her mouth sensually.. She looks over at me, a perfect stranger and she is suddenly conscious about the way my eyes travel over the thin camisole beneath her jacket, travelling low over her breasts. Her nipples harden unconsciously at the thrill of being eyed by me and at my mercy. She stays very still. It's my move. The time on the bus, the teasing walk, the occasional seductive glance back at me have all combined to flood my body with hormones giving me a raging erection. This taking a bit longer than I had hoped. All I was wearing was a baggy t-shirt and a pair of boy short panties, and I could feel his eyes running over my body. I held onto his arm as we made our way into his room and I flopped on his bed. “Very graceful,” he chuckled as he got in beside me. Now, this storm didn’t scare me as much as I was making it out to seem, but I was milking it for all I was worth. I had my back to him and I scooted back so he was pressing into me and pulled his hand over my chest, resting it on my boobs. I felt. No,he had to make do with the the store bought dresses, wig, and make-up, hedonned before going out every night and cruising the night clubs.Nevertheless, he looked attractive and convincing in drag and, callinghimself Cindy, was currently being romanced by both a mature formerGuards officer and an American diplomat. "Right then, um, Mr Hayman," said Maitland, feeling a little foolish athaving to address a dress, "you can change back now and Crenshaw herewill brief you."It was inevitable, of.