She had made him wear some specially designed tight fitting pants she had ordered from some magazine, he was glad. Now he was on this road he felt it ...was better to look like a woman than just a freak. He smiled nervously as she led him attentively outside to the car.Jenny showed her sensitive side again by taking him to a back street salon that specifically catered for `his type'. He was glad all the staff were women, for some reason that added a sense of security. Jenny chatted with the girl. I believe it was a Thai restaurant. Whilst driving she was very kind and complimented me on several occasions, I knew it was going to be a good night. When we got there she knew exactly what she wanted, so I just got the same, a lovely meal. As we were eating and talking, I couldn't believe how much she looked like a real woman, all I was thinking was "I can't wait to see your package later tonight". We had so much fun, it was time to go back to her flat. On the way back she became touchy with. She lay down on her bed with her pussy and ass facing towards me as she slowly turned the dildo towards her little pussy. She started rubbing it up and down her slit before sliding it in gently. After about five minutes I couldn’t take it anymore and began stroking my cock rapidly. Melanie must have heard something because she stopped and stood up. I was shitting myself that she would find me sitting there stroking my cock. She started coming towards the cupboard as I tried to manoeuvre myself. “Hello?” the voice on the other end of the phone sounded deep.“Yes. Hi!” I tried to sound upbeat which wasn’t difficult. The phone in my room never rang so I figured that it was Mr. Piedmont’s associate that was calling.“Is this Sara?”“Yes.”“Hi Sara I was given your name and number by a friend. Said you might be available for some company?” I gave him my room number and we agreed for him to come over at 3 that afternoon. At 2:45 he knocked at my door.My stomach was in a knot and at war with my.