Maybe longer...Elle's gone, and we can't let anyone else know who I really am! If youdon't pick me up, I'll have to stay here with him!"I told him I'd...think about it.Since then, I've gone down to see my feminized husband on Weekends --always with Bob, and I make it .a point not to bring him any clothes.Instead, I just smile at how he has to act all lovey-dovey towards Roger,and how embarrassed he is at running around naked all the time, andsometimes I let him "catch" Bob and me making love.... "Are you on the pill?" No, I can't really ask Mom for them so you can go right now to the drug store and buy a bunch of condoms. Get the lubricated kind, I may run out of juice by Sunday. Oh, and get another tube of this, it's the lubricant I use."I can't help but stare at her perfect body and down to her smooth plump nookie. Her slit is smaller than Jen's and shaved just as bare. I've got a hard-on that would cut glass.She moves my pillow to the middle of my bed, sits down on it and spreads. As planned, he came up to offer me some assistance. There I was in my basketball shoes and shorts, with a sweatshirt over my sweaty jersey. Before you knew it, I had several pairs of pants to try on. I went into a dressing room and he stood just outside the door. There were two other people working, the adult manager and the dark-haired guy, plus a few customers, so the danger of getting caught made it that much more exciting.I tried on the first pair of pants (unhemmed) and stepped out, and. A late train meant she got home to her family late, sure, but if she was going to be home late, at least there was a lot of fun to be had. She loved her job.One of the A/Cs had convinced the conductor to open up the rear dining car as a lounge, and in the forward section that A/C was leading a bingo game. In the rear section, several hot poker games had sprung up. The A/C averted his eyes. There was money changing hands, and he didn't want to know about it, lest he be required to stop it.George.