Always Be Closing Chapter 3

It took Tina 45 minutes to apply my fake eyelashes and get my makeup just right, but what a difference. This time she plucked my eyebrows, which weren't very thick to begin with but now have a very feminine shape. With a little bit of color in my cheeks and some dark red lipstick I was now unmistakably a woman.

After finishing up with my makeup Tina knelt between my legs and spread my knees apart. After pushed aside my panties I felt her finger slip inside of my pussy and along the length of my flaccid penis.

"We need to make sure that you stay lubricated down there. Just in case." She looked up at me with a wink and helped me straighten my skirt.

I spent another ten minutes in front of the mirror tossing my shoulder length light brown hair around and practicing pouting and winking before Tina said it was time for us to go.

"Ready? I just got off the phone with Tom. He wants up to meet him at a Japanese restaurant across town for drinks and a little sushi. If we leave now we should just make it on time."

"I've never had sushi before, but I'll try anything once." I said with a wry smile.

"This is a very big opportunity for us so we need to make this meeting count." She emphasized the word need and her message was very clear to me.

"I understand Tina. I'll do whatever it takes to seal the deal."

"Good, now let's get a move on."

It was ten past nine when we arrived at the restaurant and were told that our host had already been seated. The hostess led us through the restaurant to a dark hallway in the back. The hallway was lined on either side with thin translucent paper walls. The light coming through the paper walls cast a yellow glow on us as the hostess showed us to our table.

She slid open a door revealing a small private room and pointed to our feet before letting us enter. I noticed a small pile of shoes on the floor and added my heels before stepping into the room.

The only light in the room came from four red paper lanterns hanging in each corner of the room. The table was low to the ground and our host and another man were both sitting cross legged on the floor which was covered in a straw mat.