Ridiculous. I squared my shoulders, and walked up to him, saying hello as I did so.“Where have you been?” He said. “I’ve missed our work outs....��Double entendre?“Uh...been busy, couldn’t make it at night,” I replied.I opened my locker, and took my clothes out. Jim moved in by me, standing really close. I could see the outline on his cock through his shorts, it looked like it was firming up.I tried not to stare, but I couldn’t help it.Jim inched closer.I looked around, no one was in the locker. So I ran my errands and came back by to pick up the pictures not having the slightest clue what was on them. The woman surprisingly remembered my name and knew exactly where my pictures were and pulled them from under the counter the second I walked in the door. I pulled the photos out of the first envelope and saw some pictures that I had taken of some gorgeous homes on the Lake of the Ozarks along with some family photos. As she was running my credit card I opened the second envelope and just. I contemplated on what to do. Should I go back to bed or get the water myself. At this time I suddenly saw Sheema (the sexy woman) she looked guilty and was hanging some clothes near to the shower hut I was in. I realized that she was spying on me. I could see that she was smiling. I looked around and then called her over. As she came over she looked all around her and then came into our yard as it was all open area. She asked me why I was shouting like a londoni baby. I said that I wasn’t a. I could tastecigarettes on my breathe and knew that I had been smoking.Jessica came into the room and pretended to be shocked:"Oh my god! Daniel! How could you? Are you gay?" Haha, very funny!" I replied, suddenly feeling less worried."Be honest, do you fancy men because you are dressed just like a woman?"Jessica asked."No, of course not," I replied."So like the Danish girl you are a heterosexual man dressed as a woman.Now on to my second question, now that I have seen you dressed as awoman,.