He said it wasn’t important, I said it was. Anyway, to cut a long story short he offered me a larger than usual fee, just for a chance to meet me �...� and, when he suggested a well known restaurant as a suitable place, although I was still a little hesitant, I agreed. When I had he then wanted to know what I’d be wearing and at first I assumed that was so he would recognise me – but then he wanted me to give him totally unimportant details, like the actual brand and shade of lipstick, the size and. . And I looked good in them!PART 8As I walked I felt the soft touch of the pant fabric slide against mybare asscheeks, there was also the peculiar feeling of the fabric stripebetween my asscheeks and the way my genitals were tightly held in placeby the thong. I couldn't stop thinking, woman's panties, clothes, all sosoft, so elegant, they felt so right on my body.... I had never felt thisway.When we got to the restaurant and started to chat over dinner I almostforgot about the whole thing but. I had done this tour a couple of times before as well but this time I needed to reach early and so decided to take a cool cab instead of the regular bus. When I reached the depot there was just one cab waiting and that too had only one other person in it. The guy in charge told me that either I bear the expense of all the remaining seats or wait till all the seats fill in.I was in a hurry to reach Pune as my hostel gates would shut leaving me out in the night without a roof. I took one look at. It meant I was nolonger alone in this, something I'd been more frightened of than I'drealised. When I got a clear look at him, I was surprised to see Bentonnow had a thick moustache in place of his beard."You shaved your beard off," I said, stating the obvious."What the movies get wrong about beards as a disguise is they see it assomething you add to your face, but it's not," he said, glancing up anddown the tiny street to make sure no one else was around, "it's somethingyou *subtract* from.