I evenknow that he has visited sites which show men being made into women,sometimes against their will. But what do I know of Jim's wants anddesires. ...So far he seems to want to go along and actually partake inwhat had here-to-fore been a picture on a screen reality. But how fardoes he really want to go? And how far do I want to take him, just tostem a current tide of stress and anxiety?I love his cute little robe. Just enough to hide what he has that awomen does not. His arms look so sweet. Tell me I said, what did he say to you? She said he asked if that was my husband I was with? What did you tell him I asked? She said I told him yes it is, then she said I told him that you has sent me to take off my panties. He asked why. She said I told him so I could flash my pussy to you. He said to me? She said yes to you and if you liked it you can have it. He said to meet him in the parking lot and we could have sex in his car. My heart was racing. Are you going to do him in the car? She. "Where is he taking you?" Oh, uh. . . dinner and a movie." The trick is finding the line between stylish and slutty," she said."Why don't we go shopping and find something for you?"It seemed a bit odd to go on a girl's night out with a chick who hadbeen a one night stand just a couple days ago, but I could feel myanxiety rising by the second. I needed help, and she seemed genuinelyexcited about offering it. "Okay," I said. "Let's do it."When we entered the third store of the day, we finally. Her bust was full, youthful, and prominent, but not flaunted. Her curves were readily evident, but never on display. At the same time she was not aloof, but always courteous, quick to help, friendly. She was not a model on a runway, and not above speaking to people and being pleasant. Above all, while always feminine, she was not ever sexy… well, the way I define ‘sexy.’ How a girl manages that so consistently is still a mystery to me, but it certainly has to do with inner character and.