John had assured him he would not be noticed, but Bobbi was notsure. Once he sat at the table, the other patrons would not notice hisslacks that zippe... up the rear, or the one inch heels on his baby dollshoes. The ruffles on the blouse were not large, but seemed very obviousto Bobbi. He admitted to John he loved the feel of the chemise under theblouse and the nylon panties were so smooth and silky feeling. Bobbi justdidn't want to look like a sissy in public. bobbi finally ordered andenjoyed. “Guess so. But they don’t like you -- not the same way.”“They don’t even see me,” said Sam.“Yeah, I can imagine. Must be hard. But you have all the same desires as a popular girl. The same desire for love. But also a bit of warmth between the legs, I’d bet?”Sam smiled and poked him with her elbow.“I’ve often wondered what it’s like, being a girl and what you’re aware of when things change down between your legs. I mean, you’re aware of the hair and your period, but I wonder about the rest. They. Was this some sort of drainage system for my waste? I pushed my pinky forward, into where the folds of latex met and became one.There was something hard within its tight confines, as I pushed deeper to investigate, it strained the track, stimulating me when its roughness met with sensitive tissue. I twitched with the sudden shock, and the nail on my pinky caught onto something, the object stuck under the latex folds. My other fingers attempted to create more space by spreading the flaps wider,. As I am patrolling around I start to check all my hot spots. Just as I am about to go over a little hiding spot is a small area where, well is isolated, well cover and unless you know how to get there is the perfect spot of midnight lovers. I always catch a couple in midway or mid-action. I drove past it about 40 mins ago doubt there is anything but as I pull up my vehicle and hits the lights, I am surprised. Two very well looking males, both white one slightly taller dirty blondish hair green.