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It was only a temporary thing, I hoped, as I looked for something better. Monica, on the otherhand, had landed on her feet and found a job at a legal firm.

By Friday I was shattered, and had planned to stay in for the night. Monica had other ideas.

"Let's go out for a drink," she suggested.

"I'm knackered. And I'm broke."

"Come on, it will be fun."

"Alright, maybe. Let's just have a few drinks here first."

A few drinks became eight drinks, and before long Monica and I were giggling like schoolgirls.

"Hey, how about we play dress up again?" she suggested.


"Yeah, it'll be fun."

"Alright then. To be honest I was hoping you'd suggest it!"

"Ha, you're so keen! Alright then. Anything in particular you want to wear?"

"Let's see your wardrobe."

I sat down on Monica's bed as she pulled dress after dress from the wardrobe and held them out for me to see. Monica had an impressive selection of dresses and skirts. She had flowing dresses to dance in and formal skirts for work, summer dresses to show off her slender legs and tight dresses to flaunt her figure. And of course her black dress. But another dress immediately took my fancy.

"That one," I said as she held up a navy dress with tiny polka dots.

"Really? Actually I think it will suit you. I haven't worn this in years. In fact you can have it."

"Really? Um, thanks."

"Well then, take off your clothes!"

"Um, ok. Always nice to have an attractive woman say that!"

"Sorry buddy, but I've got no interest in what you've got underneath your clothes!"

"Ouch, that hurt!"

I took off my shirt, then my jeans and socks, before hesitating at my boxers.

"You won't need those, I'll find you some panties."

I stood naked in the centre of her room as she rummaged through her drawer. She returned with a pair of black panties and a matching bra. She looked me up and down.

"You know, you've got a nice body. For a guy."

"Um, thanks, I guess."

"You'd make a nicer girl though," she said, handing me the underwear.

We went through the same routine as last week. Monica did my make-up, and shaved my legs and arms. Tonight I wore dark red lipstick and Monica gave me the longest imaginable eyelashes. My hair she tied up in a pony tail. Monica passed me the same pair of heels I'd awkwardly worn before.

"You need to practice walking in these," she said.


"Otherwise people will be able to tell you're not a woman."

"Um who are these people? No one else is seeing me like this!"

"Come on, you said you might like to go out for a drink later. Well, now is later! So let's go to town!"

"No way! What if someone recognised me? This was supposed to be just something between you and I."

"No one will recognise you. You look incredible. Besides, I want to go out and I have no other friends in this city yet. Come on, let's have a girl's night out!"

I felt bad for her. She'd been in the city a few weeks and hadn't gone out, on account of hardly knowing anyone. I guess she was right too, no one would ever recognise me.

"Alright then."


"Yeah, it will be fun."

"Wow, you change your tune quickly! Are you sure?"

"Yip, why not?"

"Alright then, I'll just get ready and call a cab."

What was I doing? This was crazy! Why was I doing this? I knew why. I did look good. I felt even better. And I couldn't stop thinking of Monica kissing me last week. What was I doing?

Monica returned from her room with two handbags.

"You'll need this" she said, handing me one. "I've put some make-up in there so you can touch yourself up this evening. There's a purse inside where you can put your bank cards."

"What if I get IDed?"

"Sweetie, you look over 18. And clubs want girls as hot as you inside."

I checked myself out in the mirror. What was I doing? I'd kill to be able to date a girl as hot as me. But instead, I am my dream date. Seriously, what was I doing?!

"Before we go, we need to come up with a name for you."

"Sure, like what?"

"Well if you were a girl, what name would you like?"

"I don't know, I'd never thought of it before. What sort of name do I look like?"


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