Since our first meeting had gone so well, Jennifer and I started going out together. Other than the fact that in the bedroom I was the "man" only about half the time, it was a fairly normal relationship, apart from possibly being even more open with each other about our desires. One day a couple of months after our first encounter, we were both in her room talking and listening to music.
"Kat's having a party next weekend," she told me. Katrina, Kat for short, was one of her friends, who I got on with pretty well. "Will you be able to come?"
"Yeah, of course." I replied.
"Her parents will be away," she continued, not looking at me and starting to fidget with the carpet, "so we were talking about what we could do, and..."
"And what?" I asked when she came to a halt and began toying with her new tongue piercing.
"And... well, they know about, you know, what we do together..."
"Who's 'they?'" I asked, not really particularly joyful about the idea of all her friends knowing about me wearing her clothes.
"Oh, don't worry, I haven't told everyone, just those I really trust..." She still wasn't looking at me.
"Who?" I said, relieved, but curious anyway. I trusted her not to have told everyone if she said she hadn't.
"Just Katrina and Sophie. And Chandice. But no one else! They all get kind of turned on by guys dressed as girls too, you see..."
"Right, OK," I said. "So what was the idea for the weekend?"
"You don't have to do it if you don't want to you know, I'll understand," she said. I kept looking at her, waiting for her to finish. She took a deep breath and then said as fast as possible "Will you dress up for us four? It'll just be us, and then, you know, we can do our thing, they can watch, maybe join in..."
"Join in?"
"Well, if you don't want them too I'm sure they can do it themselves. Or with each other in Sophie and Chandice's case..." Sophie and Chandice were bi, and openly going out with each other, which caused them a bit of trouble at college, but they didn't seem to care.
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