"Go on, honey. Before I come over there and pinch that tight little ass of yours."Flustered, Scott backed away and nodded. "Ju-just a minute." God! He... was having some sort of bad dream. Pinching his arm hurt. OK, it was a hallucination. Too much beer. Coffee. He needed black coffee. Heading for the kitchen, Scott caught his reflection in the dining room mirror and froze. What the Hell? His clothes had changed! What was he doing wearing a sports shirt and dress slacks on a weekend? And he looked. I've beendoing well at my new job and my relationship with Tina is the same as itwas before we dressed up for the party. She never brings up that nightand never asks me to dress as Naomi. When Joel visits my branch he treatsme as any other worker and hasn't brought up anything we did that night.Strangely, as strongly as I felt toward him that night, I haven't gottenany of those feelings as my male self. Sometimes I secretly dress up asNaomi when I'm alone and the feelings I had that night. Then I started crying again and couldnt stop.She pulled me closer,my head resting on her boobs till I calmed down.When I calmed down,she said "damn",loudly.I said whats wrong.She said I had smudged lipstick and make up on her top,but that she had borrowed it from a neighbour.She told me to grab some soap ,and started filling the sink with hot water.Then she suddenly lifted her top over her head,revealing that she had no bra on.I couldnt help staring.My tits were pretty good,I was only 21.But. "Do you want to get breakfast now?" I asked. She nodded. I got a full breakfast, with an omelet, ham, potatoes, and a bagel. Beth got half a grapefruit and some yogurt. She still seemed a little nervous when we got back to our table."Andy, I wanted to thank you. I drank a lot last night and I got a little carried away there at the end. You were... nice about it."I gave her a combination smile/frown, shaking my head."I don't know, Beth. I'd say everything was pretty mutual, and I thought it was.