As I approached the café I could see it was quite busy with lunchtime students from the local school and Doris did do a mean burger and chips at a re...asonable price so walking in I thought I would be hard pushed to get a seat but as Doris saw me walk in she pointed up the back of the café where 3 girls were sitting at a table so had a spare seat.The girls smiled at I approached and as the spare seat was on the inside against the wall I had to squeeze past this girl who made no effort to pull her. ..IT WAS A NEW WORK DAY and Janes's mind was made up. She'd do the hanky-panky. But only with one man to start. Oh, she knew full well, deep down, that she could probably handle it all, even the weird sexual things she knew would be expected of her, but she wanted to be sure it didn't totally freak her out and give her the jeeberjabbers, if you will.With that in mind, she went to see Wanda. The General Manager listened carefully and when Jane had completely spun her little tale, Wanda said. Responding to my kiss, she undid my black jeans.Now I was standing in front of my sister barely covering anything. My pink pantie was hardly covering my ass cheeks and the impression of wet pussy is quite visible over the pantie.I pulled down her grey shorts and there she was, in her black floral pantie. She pushed me on to my bed and climbed over me and squeezed my boobs with her both hands to her heart’s content.My sister pulled down my panties and my pinkish pussy emanating the aroma of my. " That's true," she said giving me another kiss.I didn't sleep well that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I keptseeing Helen trying to be a boy on Mix-up Monday. I still couldn't seeher as a boy, just a girl in boy's clothes. She said she didn't want tobe a boy, but was that really the case? How important were the clothesto our relationship? I thought Helen only really loved me as Jayne, butthe last few days she has shown as much love to me as David as when I wasJayne. Will that last? .