The Invitation Part 4

"Oh, don't worry about that. By the time we set off it'll be getting
dark and if anyone sees us we'll just look like a couple of girls on their
way to a party."

"Hardly sweetie. Even if it is dark I don't think I'm going to fool
anyone."

She laughed. "I think you might, actually, but I take your point. We
could get a cab I suppose, but it isn't really far enough to make it
worthwhile."

"Yeah plus the cab driver would likely pick us up again sometime so I'm
not sure how that would help."

"Well, OK. The bus is clearly out then, so that just leaves walking.
Don't worry, you'll be fine. I'll make sure you look the part and you can
wear that black overcoat of mine. My mum bought it and she must think I'm
about a foot taller and a ton heavi9er than I am because it's huge. It
should fit you just fine, and it will go with the dress!"

"Great. I am going to get beaten up by some homophobic twat with a low
hair line and an IQ about equal to his shoe size, and all because Lucy
doesn't want us to change in her spare room."

"Don't worry, honey," said Sally with a grin. "I'll protect you from
the locals yobs. Or are you afraid that you might lose your virtue?" There
was a worrying glint in her eye. "Don't worry sweetie, all girls have to
lose their virginity, and it only hurts the first time!"

"Yeah, very funny. You will recall that I am not in fact a girl, and I
have no wish to lose my virginity."

"Not even to me?" She fluttered her eyelids.

"Well, maybe to you, but you would have to ask really nicely!" he
replied, grinning.

"Well," she said with a Cheshire cat grin. "We'll just have to see
about that I guess." And with that she slowly pulled the duvet away from
him and towards the end of the couch revealing first the bra straps on his
shoulders, then the delicate lace cups, then his smooth hairless stomach,
followed by the lace suspender belt and the knickers and finally the tops
of the stockings.