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When Mary and I were well, she knew that I liked to be humiliated in women 's clothes. She likes me so.

Therefore, we are very congenial, spent a lot of fun together. One night, I was ready to take her from get off work, suddenly thought that if she saw me, the expression must be very fun.

I drew my nails and made myself like a lady. Then I drove to a nearby shopping mall, parked in a dark corner, to continue my preparations. In my men's clothes are white lace bra, gorgeous white satin underwear. I squeezed myself into a bosom with a whalebone. My chest meat was pushed up to form a charming cleavage. In the top of the bra, I wore white lingerie. Before driving out, I have put on the stockings and 4-inch high heels. I looked around to determine no one, I was out from the car, take off my shirt and shorts, put on low-cut crepe shirt. There are pretty laces on the shirt's mouth and cuffs. I deliberately create a cleavage glance. Then I put on my long blue calfskin print. Department of the neck line with a skirt to match the scarf, the strawberry color hair into a more feminine style, wearing earrings and gold bracelets, a beautiful woman was born!

With an uneasy feeling, I went to Marian's company.

Changing out is always an exciting thing, this is no exception. I feel very lucky: early years, I often disguise to go out, but never been acquaintances have been found. In recent years, I have few adventures, in addition to Halloween and masquerade, and a handful of stroll at home. Therefore, this time I was particularly excited, and the thought of Marianne surprised look, I am more excited. Wearing high heels to drive a little trouble, but the wind blowing my hair and skirts feel is really great.

Soon, I went to work where Marianne. Stop the car, I waited for Marian's arrival. Heart, thump, thump; (here to delete five words)

Surprisingly, Marianne and another girl to get off work with it!

She went to my car, I was stunned. Thankfully my car did not turn off, I was going to get away, but found that the girl bid farewell to Marianne, and then to her own car. Just a little bit of it, a false alarm!

When Maryann got into the car, her jaw dropped to the ground. I was also worried that she would be angry, because if her colleagues found it, her face was lost. However, she laughed and said: "Tim, if I just let Kelly on the car, you must Shuang turned it!

We walked back to the parking lot, we talked for a while. Marianne see me wear women, always high sexual desire, we solve on the spot. The end, she gave me a deep kiss, we shared my essence.

I got off to change clothes, Marianne leaned against my seat and looked at me. I took off my skirt and handed it to her from the window. Her face grinning at me, said: "You know the parking lot downstairs 2?

"Of course," I said.

"Then, meet the slightly," she drove away.

I can not believe she was so! I told her before I disguised to go out to be female friends found and humiliated experience. She later said that she used to treat me like that, so she is part of my "sweet" memories.

I stood where the body is white clothing. In the dark parking lot, I was so conspicuous. Although the shops are closed, but the police found a dead end, so to the parking spaces on both sides of the corridor. Wearing a 4-inch high-heeled shoes to walk is not an easy thing. In order to allow themselves to go faster, my hips involuntarily swing up, which makes me more feminine.

There was not much parking in the car, but it was enough for me. Wearing a women's clothing that had been enough to stimulate the streets, and now may be good, not a skirt!

I head down and found underwear hem wrinkled, and perhaps just get rid of skirts when the skirt. I walked to the bottom of the underwear to heal, self-deception to disperse their feelings of being humiliated.

Every passing car, I was scared. Who in the car? Do they see that I'm changing? How do they think I did not wear a skirt?

Will they stop? Or open back to see me? At this juncture, my little brother is still around the corner. I put him back, with his legs tightly clamped.

Every turn, I have to look around and no woman looking at me, because I did not take wallet. Do not wear skirts may not attract attention, but women without a purse in the eyes of real women is greatly suspicious. Marianne made me very angry, but I also like the pleasure of being humiliated.

Finally went to the restaurant. I did not see my car, but found the original restaurant and parking lot, but separated from the glass windows. The restaurant was thriving and the table was full. The road to the parking lot was bright. I knew that Marian was at the end of the light.

Obviously, if I go directly, the restaurant guests can see me, but, if not, I would have to go around from the back of the restaurant. However, the restaurant behind a dark mass, although know what will happen? I am now in the position fairly safe, but the vehicle can still see me. Just as I was anxious and almost collapsed, I saw Marian drove out of the parking lot opposite. She stuck her head, looked around, looking at the terrain. I hurried towards her, but her face grin, waved to me, and then slowly drove to the front of the restaurant.

"God, she did not want me where to get on the train ?!"

She did not think that enough, until the car parked in front of the restaurant door, just full of customers in front of large windows.

Compelled, I had to bite the bullet and went to the parking lot. When I reached the window, Marianne rang the horn. I turned to see the other side of the window, a table of women are watching me, followed by them to start pointing, and then laugh. My face and neck Teng about red, burning.

She saw someone start laughing at me, she is more exciting. I was about to seize the door, Marian restart the car, slowly forward. I had to trot up. I wear high heels, embarrassed to be imagined. I looked back, more and more onlookers.

Some 10-year-old girl in the other side of the laugh Huazhiluanchan. A man, dangling from the smoke, looked at me interesting.

I looked into the car, the door is locked, even if I seize the door, and to no avail. So I stopped. Marianne also stopped.

She looked back at me, laughing.

Restaurant inside the female customers flocked to the window like crazy, want to see what in the end so interesting. I stared at Marianne, stumped with anger, like a bad-tempered girl. I have been completely teased. I went to the car, and when I caught the door guard, Marian opened the car a little forward. I have to blow the lungs!

Suddenly, the car began to back, from my side, stopped in front of the restaurant steps of the door. The smoking man stood, smoking, laughing. Marianne moved the front and let the front of the car face me. Suddenly, the car headlamps bright, dazzling light enveloped me.

She skewed her head and motioned me to look over the window. I saw, about 50 number of people crowded in the window to see me in public out of the stink.

I am speechless, and turned away, want to escape this awkward scene. The horn rang, I looked back, Marianne took out something from the window, directed at me gently waving. I take a closer look, take is not my dress thing.

The spectators at the restaurant seemed to understand what was happening in the window. They all poured out from the restaurant, stood to the side of the road.

I almost want to cry out, it is blaming the face. However, my little brother to excitement not. I turned around, hoping that his girlfriend is merciful, hurry to end this torture. Tearing for a long time finally won the tears, I can clearly feel my heart, but my little brother was not a trace of signs of retraction!

At this time, I heard the car engine stopped, Marian left the car, to the restaurant's front door, holding my skirt. I want to stop her, but the towering little brother to my heart more than enough. I only watched her go over the copies.

Marianne laid her skirt on her arm. She walked into the dining room and into the crowd. I saw her giving my skirt to a woman, and I crashed. She stood there, talking to some women. They seemed to like Marian, and they laughed from time to time to explain everything. Finally, Marie and they seem to reach a tacit understanding, and then Marian turned away. She went to the door and asked the man who was smoking

A cigarette, and then smiled toward me.

"How do you feel?"

"You say that?" I complained. "Why did you give them your skirt?"

"Then you'll have to get it yourself," she said as she pretended nothing.

"I will not go," I replied, "are not you enough?"

"Of course not enough." She turned back to the new friends she just met and waved the restaurant immediately burst burst of laughter. "Actually, you enjoyed it, did not you?"

I pointed to my bottom and said, "Can I go like that?"

"Ha ha, no problem. They did not treat you as a woman ... ..."

"what?!" 

"Everyone knows that you are a man in a woman 's clothes.You look like this, is not it just right?

"What did you tell them?" I screamed.

"Do not be nervous," she said. "I told them you'd lost, and now you're being punished."

"Gosh, you really say that?"

"Well, I also told them that in fact you like to be humiliated, so they do not have to hurry to put the skirt back to you.

"what!!!" 

"They seem interested in this doctrine. I helped them think a few strokes, but I also have their own plans to them. So, we come to do a deal," said, she looked at the wrist Table, "you have 2 minutes into the restaurant, or I'll drive away, you are a person to stay here.Moreover, you can not enter the house, because the key in me.If you want to grab it, the restaurant The gentleman on the stairs will not care.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"Because fun, because I do more, you will be more excited, so that we can enjoy the greatest sex ah, because today you almost let me lose face.

Just finished, Marianne returned to the car, locked the door. Restaurant over there, countless pairs of eyes watching me, eyes full of the meaning of schadenfreude. The guy on the staircase lit a cigarette with another cigarette and fired the first cigarette out. He smiled at me.

I looked back at Marianne, pointing at the watch and saying, "One minute passed.

I stood there blankly, the body like a living like, I can not believe that his girlfriend actually so the whole me.

Even more exasperating is that the woman holding my skirt waving my skirt behind the window, causing a burst of laughter.

"30 seconds" Marian count.

I can not wear it back. It is 10 miles from home. Not to mention whether my feet bear, is home, and always someone to open the door to me, my key in Marianne where it. Who will open the door for me? Mother or my sister? .

"15 seconds," the car was launched.

"I have no choice."

So, I cheer up to the restaurant. When I approached the stairs when the dangling guy said: "sweetheart, I wish you good luck ... ..."

I trotted over him, on the steps, came to the front door, took a deep breath, and then went inside.

Restaurant waiter silently watching, whispering. I strode forward, trying to suppress the fear of the heart.

A waiter shouted, "Hey, sweetheart, your ass is coming out." The whole restaurant smiled and my face and neck became piggy liver.

I crossed the crowd, straight to the woman holding my skirt.

I went to the woman 's desk. She was about 40 fast, well maintained, looks good. My skirt was sandwiched under her arm. She looked up and down, and then said: "Honey, I really like the taste of your underwear." The audience once again laughter.

When the laughter had passed, the woman smiled and said, "What can I do for you?

I tried to relax my throat, but my voice still trembled badly, everyone laughed again. Reluctantly from the tightened throat out of the sentence: "I want to go back to my skirt.

"How can you have something to do?" She said, "you should first curtsey, and then I can ... ..."

Laughter once again filled the restaurant.

I had to bend my knees and try to bend my knees as gracefully as possible. Then I said, "Can I get my skirt back?"

The woman said, "You are doing well enough, so be it, you do what makes me happy, and then I'll give you the skirt again."

Through the window, I could see Marianne, who was sitting on the front cover of the car and laughing.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked.

"You forgot to curtsey yo!"

People around and can not help laughing.

I curtseyed and repeated, "What do you want me to do?

She pretended to look like, in fact, it is clear that she had long thought. "Take off your blouse and let 's see your beautiful piece.

"Please do not," I begged.

"Curtsey!" She reminded.

I did.

"You want to go back to the skirt, do not you?"

"Yes." 

She gave me a face, I know the line curtsy, and then repeated my answer.

"You'd better listen to me."

The surrounding laughter and whisper gradually big up. Outside the window, Marianne had been laughing.

Slowly, I unbuttoned the blouse and pulled it down on the back of the chair. Laughing and whispering. That middle-aged women gave me a face, I am very conscious of the curtsy line. Restaurant air conditioning blowing the wind is not the slightest coolness, my body's skin like a fire-like - hot hot. Only the corner of the cool ... ...

Middle - aged women unmoved, continued: "Now, the piece underwear off it.

I looked at her, tears filled the eyes full of begging, but I know no use. So I curtsey, took off the Siamese underwear, put it in the blouse above. "" Look at this underwear! So cute, you're a fox, are not you? "The audience sent a howl.

"There is a corset!" I do not know who said: "Oh, must be very uncomfortable."

"What a discomfort," the middle-aged woman said, "pull your panties and pantyhose forward.

Let's see where you have something. "This sentence has just an export, the restaurant has been a downtown mass. My face can be imagined - red purple!

I clumsy line curtsy,