All of your own clothes are getting ratty anyway. The onlything is that your hair could use some work. I think I'll call MaryBeth and see if she can w...ork you in." She walked out and he felt like crying. He could have strangledMargo for calling her to tell her about him being in a dress. Hestarted to worry about how Marie had gushed over him being in adress. This wasn't good at all. He was called for supper. As he entered Margo commented on howwell he was now walking in his heels. He didn't. Nor had he found any traction in trying to get paid gigs at either parties or as a performer somewhere. However, he'd practiced on several friends and most of his family once or twice. Usually he just helped them relax or sleep better that night. He had gotten pretty good at putting people into a state of suggestibility, but this skill wasn't translating to a real career of any sort just yet.Loading his luggage into the back of the car Nick took his seat in the back while he waited on the rest. ”“No, stay. Melanie, step out with me.”I got up and went out. I grabbed a robe and put it on and handed her one. She put it on.“Melanie, what the heck? You know my rules. You know this is a step too far for me. I’m still a little guilty about Stan.”“Forget Stan. I made my choice there. But I talked to Pete. He’s fine with this. It’s not a problem.”“I told you, it’s not a problem for Pete maybe, but it’s a problem for me. Trust me, I would like nothing more than to have you right now. But I. The more I pinched her nipples the more turned on she became. I was getting close and sensed that she was as well. She threw her head back and screamed, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!!" This sent me over the edge as she ground her pelvis into my mine, her pussy squeezing my cock as my orgasm erupted, streams of hot cum blasting inside her. She quietly cooed, "I can feel your cum inside me. I love it!"We stayed like that for a few minutes as my cock went limp and fell out of her pussy. She then got on.