The lover of Lisa

Lisa had the bed stripped when I
got back and together we put the new sheets on the bed. At about this
time I became aware of the simple fact that Lisa had gotten dressed for
bed and I had not. Then again, I normally just wore my shorts to bed,
but the only pair I had were the ones I had been wearing all day long
and they were not what I wanted to wear to bed tonight. Lisa noticed the
dilemma I was facing even though I had not said a word and smiled. “No
you can’t go to bed in the buff, I have something that you can wear that
will fit.” And she drew out a PJ set made of the same material as the
sheets we had just tossed away.

I put on the satin top and it sent jolts through me as the satin slipped
across my hairless chest. I then was about to put on the pants that went
with the set and Lisa said, “not without something else on.” And tossed
me a set of panties. I put them on and then the PJ bottoms and we got
into bed together, almost like matching sisters, except she was a
beautiful girl and I was, well just what was I now? Before I had a great
deal of time to ponder that Lisa leaned over to kiss me good night and
shut down the light. I slept in her arms. I was at peace and felt sexy
and loved.

I woke up alone and heard Lisa in the kitchen. As I got out of bed I saw
my reflection in the mirror for the first time. There I was wearing pink
satin baby doll PJs and if it weren’t for the short hair on my head and
the lack of a definable figure I would say I looked kind of cute. That
was odd. I was looking at me, a guy, and I thought I looked kind of
cute. Well, maybe it was due to the fact that I thought I looked kind of
like a girl. Not an attractive girl, as my figure was well, not a girls,
but with all my hair gone I could see a sort of androgynous look about
me. I went in to see what Lisa was doing.

As I rounded the corner Lisa saw me out of the corner of her eye. “WOW!”
she said. “Huh?” I answered. Amazing, two college educated people and