"After he had left I read his file again. It all started when the company was working on ways to make the brain more sensitive to existing drugs. Hutc...hinson contributed to this research by accidentally finding a way of making the female brain more sensitive to the sexual hormones that every female body naturally produces. There was no way that human trials would ever be allowed, so the project was officially closed; unofficially of course, I was free to do all the human trials I like. There. I like dressing up like a girl." "Why?" he roared. "I just do." "Look at me!" I looked at him. He looked sick, like he wanted to throw up. He was disgusted. I know how he felt. "How could you let him dress this way?" he said to my mother. "I don't like it any more than you, dear, but he says it breaks his heart to dress like a boy. He wanted you to see the new Michael. He's even got a new name for himself, don't you dear? Tell your father what you liked to be called. I looked down again.. When he left to visit the men's room I asked her if she wanted to show her pussy too. She said she couldn't, but did seem a bit curious. I was hoping that the wine was working. I told her there was a guy sitting a bit behind her with his wife, and that he was continually checking her out. His wife's back was to us.I told Erica to turn a bit on the stool toward him and just swing one leg off the stool onto the floor. It worked like a charm. As she did it the dress pulled apart as it stretched to. ’ ‘Must be nice,’ I smiled. ‘Sometimes,’ he said, not really looking at me. ‘It beats being alone.’ ‘Sounds like someone needs to get laid,’ I joked, knowing that wasn’t what he meant, but not knowing him well enough to probe. ‘That comes later,’ he laughed. ‘For a price.’ ‘You know,’ I said thoughtfully as I sipped my drink. ‘That’s something I’ve never done. Paid for sex.’ ‘First of all,’ he laughed. ‘You’re still pretty young. Second of all, we all pay for sex one way or another. Hell, I’m.