I always needed to go out and to do something, that is, if you call wasting my time and my money by hanging out and drinking with the guys doing somet...hing. What I thought was doing something then was more like doing nothing now. With our relationship evolving to be more of a love bond than a sexual one, quickly growing to be my best friend, I told her things that I never told anyone else, not even my best buddies that I’ve known all my life. Compared to her, every other woman was an empty shell. We parked the car and proceed via lift.Meanwhile in the lift she held my hands and said dude…we are gonna rock tonight. Please give me the best you can and I will give the best of mine. I was excited to hear about the words from her. She opened the flat and guided me in.We sat on the sofa and she dropped by to kitchen to bring some drinks and a chocolate. I asked why chocolate? She said surprise and we had some quick discussion on some general things and went to smooch ourselves.We continued. Then I put my long blondewig on, the most expensive item, brushing it over my shoulders. I thenglued my one inch long false finger nails on and finally stepped into myblack 4inch heeled patent leather pumps. fastening and locking thepadlocks on the ankle straps I felt absolutely happy and relaxed,knowing I could pass as a girl and knowing I wanted to be feminized, tohave lovely soft skin, a nice rounded ass and hips and most of all alovely pair of DD tits, all my own, long blonde hair and. You can do whatever you want, as long as you SWEAR to stop when I say 'uncle.' I mean, not that you can make me say it."Now, I'm sure you're thinking exactly what I was thinking — or at least was hoping; Hannah had felt some kind of thrill from our "mischance" of the other day and, instead of revulsion (or perhaps fascinated by her revulsion), she wanted to try it again.I was game. My prick (as I'm sure you have already assumed) was more than game. Especially after I had had a chance to size up.