The lack of hips was mannish, but,because I am slim built and wiry, with a fairly wide pelvis, it didn'tshout man. The necklace matched the colour of ...the belt and the moonstoneear studs and bracelet, added a bit of bling. I am lucky that I do nothave a heavy beard or prominent Adam's apple.All in all I looked how I was supposed to look, a cross dresser takinghis first tentative steps. I had one last check in the mirror and took adeep breath. Now it was time to mix with the punters in the bar. As he went to the kitchen to get a bottle from the fridge, he said, "By the way, there is a phone over there in case you want to make a call."A call? - Christ! His remark brought me down to earth. I was in Paris, it was nearly ten and my father had told me to be home by eleven at the latest. 'Making passionate love all night long' would take much longer than I had time for. My mind was searching feverishly for a solution. Then I found it: I remembered that Sylvie was nursing a cold and had. “This is almost ready. How’s the sauce?”“Perfect. Do you want a taste?”“Always!” I grinned. “Oh, you meant the sauce for the stir fry!”I took the saucepan and poured the sauce that Kathy had prepared over the meat and vegetables, tossed them, and then turned off the heat. I turned, pulled Kathy into my arms and gave her a deep French kiss, savoring her very unique flavor.“Yep,” I said, breaking the kiss. “It tastes perfect!”She laughed, “OK. Let’s get the food on the table before this gets too. I’d slip them each a nibble of sausage or toast once in awhile. When I’d eaten my fill I slid the chair back and held the plate between my knees. Gunner and Bosun began licking the plate clean with no growling, nor even a hint of it. Their tongues worked that plate over until it was almost as clean as if it’d come out of a dishwasher. I never could figure out how they did it without biting their mate’s tongue in the process. Weirder still! With the dishes drying in the drainer, I headed to the.