WITCH'S BREW                                By: Jacki Pett

Part 2

 

Chapter 7

There was no reason to get up early. They slept in till almost nine. If it wasn't for the phone ringing, they might have laid there till ten.

Bill was still pretty sleepy when he reached for the phone by the bed. "Hello?"

"Is Bill there?" Asked an impatient voice.

Bill came instantly awake. "He's sleeping." That was the standard answer. He recognized Carl's voice. Bill worked for Carl, he was the owner of the business.

"Well, when he wakes up, you tell him that if he's not at work on Monday morning that he can go look for another job."

He didn't know what to say but, "I"ll tell him."

The Doctor wouldn't even have the test results back till Monday. He was going to lose his job!

"Your Boss?" Tina asked. She could hear him even though the phone was in Bill's ear. It didn't take a genius to get the gist of that call. Good, she thought to herself.

Fuck him! Bill decided he could get a job anywhere. There were a dozen electrical companies who'd be happy to have him. He was a good electrician. "That's ok, I'll be working again before the end of the week."

Not as an electrician, Tina said to herself. A barmaid maybe. Or better yet, a stripper. If things got really bad, he could turn tricks downtown. There was always a street corner for an attractive hooker, she thought to herself.

Tina never said a word about his wearing her pink nightie. She acted as though she didn't even notice. They took the morning slow. Neither of them had to be anywhere early. Tina didn't go in till four on Fridays and Saturdays. "So what do you want to do this morning?" She asked across the breakfast table.

Bill was daydreaming about last night. He'd gone on, orgasming over and over until he was covered with sweat and physically exhausted. He'd sort of put any other thoughts aside. Now he remembered what he wanted to do. He couldn't be too direct about it, or sound too anxious. "I wondered if you'd like to do a little window shopping?"

Bill always hated taking her shopping. He didn't have the patience for it. He always came up with some excuse. There were a few shops in town. The mall was always too far to drive. Or it was too much trouble or there was something he had to do. It seemed funny that now he was a girl, he wanted to go shopping. He really had changed. "That might be fun."

Tina was running out of clean underwear. She really needed to do laundry. She was down to the really skimpy pairs and he'd just have to make do. Good, she mused.

The string bikini was only a small triangle of thin material that just adequately covered him.

He couldn't resist touching himself through the thin material. It felt good.

Standing there in just her underwear, in front of the closet, Tina asked, "So Candy. What do you want to wear today?" Let him decide, she told herself.

What he wanted to wear, but was more than a little nervous about, was a dress or a skirt. He was hesitant about it but he wanted to experience what it would be like to be out in public in all the trappings. Bill stepped up to the closet to look. He knew everything she had hanging there, intimately, but he couldn't just walk up and pick out a dress. She'd wonder about him. She'd think he was turning queer or something. "I don't know. I can't pick." He'd just have to pick for him.

Tina had no idea what was going through his head. She had her own reasons for wanting him to get accustomed to wearing a dress. "Let me take a look." It couldn't be anything too intimidating but fancy enough for at least her low heels.

Her red halter dress was too reveling up top. She pushed that aside. Her blue cotton was too casual for heels. Her print knit was too casual too. Tina quickly eliminated the next three because they were too dressy for daytime. She was running out of options. Then she came across her pink print snap front dress. It wasn't too intimidating. It had a set-in waist and a full swing skirt that wasn't too short. And he could wear her white, two inch heels with it. She'd wear her little blue print. That would be perfect because hers would be a little more flirty than his. It was shorter too.

She didn't want to appear too anxious. "I don't know. Do you want to try something different?"

Bill was getting impatient and worried that his idea wouldn't work. Tina had looked at nearly everything in her closet. He was afraid she'd pick a pair of slacks or another romper. "What do you mean?"

"I suppose it's silly but I was really wondering what you'd look like in this." She pulled out the pink print to show him. She was sure he'd object. Or maybe not, considering his choice of sleepwear last night.

He couldn't appear too easily convinced. "I'm not sure I could go outside in that."

"The romper you wore yesterday was shorter than this. Look." Tina held it up to him. It came to about two inches above the knee. "That romper was at least two inches shorter." She pointed out.

He couldn't just cave in. "But that's not like a romper. It's a dress."

"Very good Candy, you're learning." Tina said sarcastically. "It's not like you're going to walk on you hands through the store."

"I suppose I could try it on." He replied as if giving in.

God! Men are such babies, Tina mused.

Bill stepped into it and snapped up the front. He looked at her with a question on his face.

"It looks really nice on you. It fits you like a dream." She watched him turn and look in the mirror. Judging by the expression on his face, he was going to wear it. "You'll need to wear pantyhose and a nice pair of shoes." She held her breath for his reaction.

Bill, spinning to face her, acted appropriately surprised, "Pantyhose?"

"Don't be such a baby. Women wear them all the time."

Bill was ready to get them out of her drawer and put them on but . . . "I don't know . . . "

She had him. He was giving in. She got out a nice ordinary taupe pair and handed them to him. "Just try them on."

With a deep sigh, he took them and sat on the bed with the dress hiked up to his waist. He'd gotten the hang of putting them on last night but he pretended like it was his first time.

Tina was patient. She watched him struggle to pull them on. "Now, stand up." He really didn't need hose, as nice as his legs were. "There, that's not so bad. Is it?"

"I guess not. They just feel so silky, so funny when my legs brush together." He liked the feeling.

"And that's a bad thing?" Tina said with a smile. "Now I better find you shoes to wear."

Tina had a plan. One after another she brought out her flats and had him try them on. With each, she shook her head. "No. This isn't going to work. We better find you something else to wear."

Bill didn't want to try something else. "What's the matter?"

Tina turned back from the closet. He was falling right into her little trap. "The dress looks fantastic but I don't have a pair of shoes you can wear with it."

Bill had to speak up. "What's wrong with those?" he pointed at the white heels he'd worn with it last night.

"These?" Tina replied, taking them from the closet. I don't know if you can wear these."

He realized that he had to speak up. It was the only way. "I could try them."

Tina was relieved. She didn't know what she'd have done if he hadn't offered. His changing outfits seemed light the more obvious choice for him to make so it still surprised her a little. "All right." She set them on the floor in front of him.

Bill took the shoes and sat on the bed to put them on. He knew she'd know in a heartbeat if he appeared to maneuver too easily in them but, on the other hand, he didn't want to hang around all day while he pretended to get accustomed to them. He got up and walked about the room. "They're a little different to walk in but not too bad."

She expected him to be really uncomfortable walking in heels but it only took a few minutes until he looked at ease in them. Tina didn't wonder anymore. He'd worn heels before. Her suspicions about what he'd been doing all day yesterday were confirmed. "You think you can handle walking around in them for a while?"

"I think so." He was determined that he would be fine.

"All right. Then I'll get dressed and we'll go." Tina was a little annoyed about what he'd done. He was starting to get a little too accustomed to being Candy. It was too soon for that. She wanted him to be dressing the part but not this comfortable with playing it. But then she considered that there was no way he could be prepared for what she had in mind for him. That would be impossible, no matter how willing he was to play the role. No, she'd have her satisfaction in the end.

"All ready?" Tina asked as they stood at the door. He was as pretty as a picture. His hair looked lovely. His makeup was perfect. Bill had his purse slung over his shoulder. What a treasure he was.

"I think so." He was still nervous. It was one thing to dress up in the security of the apartment it was another to go out in public and present yourself as a woman, in a dress. Used to always wearing pants, it was definitely unnerving for Bill to feel so exposed. He had sort of a vulnerable feeling now, as he prepared to walk out the door. His stomach was a little queasy.

Bill wasn't ten feet out the door when he got his first taste of reality. Walking across concrete in heels was a lot different from walking across level carpet. He felt relieved when he slid onto the seat in the truck, swinging his legs around after he sat. He'd learned the technique while he was watching tv. He was determined not to embarrass himself by acting out of character.

Tina was impressed. The very ladylike move didn't escape her.

Tina pulled up and parked the pickup across from the discount clothing store. The large shopping center had opened just that spring. Apart from Ross Clothing, there was a large modern supermarket, a Clothestime store, a jeweler and a variety of small specialty stores. They didn't shop there often because they found lower prices elsewhere.

Stepping up on the sidewalk in front of the shops, Tina suggested, "We could go look in Clothestime." She liked their things. They sometimes carried the type of clothes that Bill liked her to wear.

He stood there beside Tina, careful to stand with his feet together. People passed by and looked at the two of them casually. Bill felt only a little uncomfortable with that. What was funny was the way the old man that passed looked at them. Letch, Bill thought to himself, smiling.

"OK."

As they approached the door a couple of young guys were coming out. They held the door for them, smiling as they passed. Tina was quick to say, "Thanks." Bill said nothing.

"You could have thanked them." Tina remarked as they walked toward the Juniors department.

He could have but he felt uncomfortable at the thought. Bill saw how they looked at them. He knew he'd have to get over that. Especially if he was going to play games with the guys at the bar that night.

It was his idea to go out but she had no idea what he was trying to do. He'd been much more enthused about it at home than he was now. Despite his attempt at looking relaxed, she could see that he was nervous. All she could do was look around for herself and let him tag along.

Whenever he used to take Tina shopping, he'd just hang out by the front of the store while she shopped. She'd come up with this or that and ask what he thought. He'd tell he liked it or he didn't and that was that. He felt so strange now, walking between the racks of clothes as Tina looked at things.

"What do you think of this?" Tina asked, holding the pretty long dress up to her.

"It's nice." Bill said unenthusiastically. Then he thought about it. "That's really pretty. You'd look lovely in that." He said with a smile as he felt the material.

"Well thank you. I think so too." He surprised her again. She leaned close and whispered, "Much better."

Tina put the dress back and wandered to the next rack. She found a blouse she liked. Playing with him she asked, "I don't know. Do you think peach is my color?"

Bill went along with her. "With your hair and your coloring, I think you'd look stunning in that blouse."

Tina wanted to laugh. "Well aren't you a dear."

They wandered around the store for about a half hour. Bill started to be fun to shop with as he started to relax and enjoy himself. She took a chance as the looked through the clearance racks. "Oh, look at this. This would look fantastic on you." She held it up to him. She gambled that he wouldn't back off.

Bill felt a little funny with her holding the dress up to him, like a child shopping with her mother. He took it from her and, holding it up to himself, turned to the full length mirror on the wall. "Do you really think so?" He asked, sounding pleased, as he tried to imagine how it would look on him.

"Absolutely Candy." This was good for him.

He'd been watching people as they shopped near him and Tina. They hardly gave them a second glance. Not even when he made comments that they overheard.

Bill decided that instead of just following Tina around that it might be alright for him to look a little too.

"I really like that. That's just your color." Tina remarked when he showed her the purple dress with the white color.

"You really think so?" He pretended he was still playing when, in fact, he really did like it and wondered how he'd look in it. He'd seen a lot of things he would have enjoyed taking home and trying on. Money was one reason he didn't buy anything. Tina was the other. She'd think he was nuts.

It was getting close to noon. "I'm hungry." Tina said as they left the store. "Are you?"

Bill was surprised but he was hungry. When did that queazy feeling in his stomach pass, he asked himself? "I could eat something."

It had gotten warmer while they were in the store. As they walked along the sidewalk, he was reminded of what a unique sensation it was to wear a dress. Pants were so restricting compared to how he felt in women's clothes.

There was a nice sunny little lunch counter in the supermarket. They ordered a light lunch and found a table by the window, where they waited for them to bring out their orders.

He slid onto the seat, tucking his skirt under him and straightening it when he was comfortable.

"It wasn't so bad shopping, was it." Tina said, smiling across the table at him. His actions were so ladylike. He was adorable.

"I was kind of nervous at first." He admitted.

"Like I couldn't tell!" She replied with a raised eyebrow.

"It showed that much?" He thought he'd done pretty well.

"Only to me. You did get a lot better after a while." It was almost like shopping with one of her girlfriends.

"It was kind of fun." He said smiling.

"There's a few other stores here we could try." She suggested. She didn't know if he'd had enough. He'd been in the heels for about two hours but he hadn't complained once.

He was feeling much more confident. "I wouldn't mind." He was considering getting up the nerve to maybe buy something. He'd been thinking about the outfit he'd decided he was going to wear tonight and he'd seen a couple of blouses that would look really great with the black skirt. All he had to do was make up some excuse for buying one.

Bill still had the other reason he wanted to go out today. It was going to be much harder to justify getting his ears pierced.

They brought their food out. The small restaurant had filled up while the sat there. He tried not to be too obvious as he watched Tina eat. Bill also was aware of other women around him eating. He watched his posture, sitting up very straight. His legs were crossed under the table. Bill was so used to eating with both hands on the table that he really had to think about it to keep one in his lap. Wolfing his food down was another bad habit he had. Now, he was careful to cut up his chicken into small bites.

Tina was impressed but she didn't dare tell him there. She didn't want to embarrass him. It was actually getting hard to picture him as the guy he used to be. The more he adapted and tried to act like a woman, the more vague that picture of the old Bill in her mind became.

They paid the bill and were ready to leave. "I've got to use the ladies' room for a minute."

Tina informed him, "Are you ok?"

His had to go too. Bill just didn't understand. He used to be able to go all day without going but now he seemed to have to go so much more often? "Not really."

Tina smiled at him. He looked so lost, so helpless. He was discovering so many things about how men and women were different. Some good, some not so terrific. "Well, come on then."

It seemed so strange, just strolling into the woman's restroom in a public place.

He felt much better when he came out. He wondered how his bladder could fill so fast?

Bill was ready to hit another store. In the ladies room he'd checked his hair and put on fresh lipstick. He'd remember Tina's advice about always using a straw when one was available, to avoid leaving his lipstick on a glass and having to redo it as often. It made sense.

He was afraid they were done shopping. They'd been in two more stores and this was the last in the shopping center. He'd found two blouses that he thought would look great with the skirt, among other things.

Tina was happy with the way he was acting. He'd improved five hundred percent that day.

"What do you think? Ready to head home?" She asked him.

It was now or never. He still hadn't thought up an excuse. "I guess so." He said hesitantly.

Tina recognized the tone of voice. "Was there something else you wanted to look at?"

He just blurted it out. "Yes, I saw a blouse back there I thought it might be fun to buy."

Tina tried not to show her amazement or delight. "How much was it?"

She didn't even question him. He didn't even look at him funny when he suggested it. Why?

He could ask and create problems or he could just accept that she didn't seem to mind. "It's twenty-two dollars."

"Do you have enough to get it?" She wasn't laying out her money, despite how delighted she was that he wanted to buy a blouse for himself.

"I was hoping you could loan it to me. I only have a few dollars left and there's something else I was hoping to do today." He didn't know what else to do.

"Was there something else you wanted to get?" Tina was really curious what he was thinking of.

He'd have to tell her. "You remember how I was talking about getting an ear pierced last month?"

He never mentioned getting his ear pierced. She'd have remembered that. What was he thinking of? She went along. "I think so?"

"Well, I was thinking maybe I should go ahead and get it done now. Maybe I'll get them both done. I've seen lots of guys that have both ears pierced. Half the guys at the shop have pierced ears."

He was clutching for straws. Maybe two of the guys wore an earring. None of them, that she could recall, had both their ears pierced. She supposed, believing that he'd be back to normal in a week or so, that he thought he could get away with it when was a man again. She'd never even considered trying talking him into doing it, so sure he'd never agree. What was going on in his head, she wondered? "There really is no reason why you shouldn't. I think guys look really fashionable with earrings."

Bill breathed a sigh of relief. "What does it cost?"

"Most places pierce your ears for free. They just want you to buy earrings from them. We could just get you some little studs for about twenty dollars." Tina mentally went thru the earrings she had at home, imagining which pair she might have him wear.

Bill already knew which pair he wanted to wear.

"Show me the blouse you want to get."

They went back to Clothestime and he took her back to the rack and showed her both blouses. "Which one do you like better?"

He'd pick out two really pretty blouses. "They're both lovely. Either one would look great on you." Maybe she'd teach him a little trick. "Why don't you get both of them?"

Bill was more than a little surprised. He didn't think she had enough money to get them both.

"How?"

Tina smiled at him. She leaned over so no one could overhear. "You men are so naive. Do you remember that dress I wore last New Year's eve?"

"That sexy black one? Sure." She looked so hot in that dress.

"I told you I borrowed it from Debbie."

What was her point?

"Debbie's a size nine. I'm a size five."

Bill had never given it a thought.

"You men are so unobservant." Tina said, shaking her head. "I bought that dress in the mall.

Two days later, I went back to the store and returned it, getting my money back."

Bill was shocked. "You wore it then took it back?" He looked around to make sure no one could hear.

"We do it all the time sweetie." Tina said grinning.

Bill looked at the blouses in his hand and smiled.

They had to run out to the ATM at the bank in the shopping center to get cash. He couldn't write a check or use his credit card. Who'd believe he was ‘Bill' White? It occurred to him that he might want to get a few other things to wear over the next couple of days so he took out a hundred and fifty dollars. He'd take them all back Monday. He'd have to do it Monday because he'd be too embarrassed to return them later in the week. He figured that by Tuesday or Wednesday he'd be starting to change back to his old self.

They left the store with the two blouses, a jeans skirt, two knit tops to wear with the skirt and six new pairs of underwear that Tina convinced him they should buy. He was really excited with what he bought.

She didn't bother mentioning that most of what he bought he wouldn't be able to take back. The things off the mark down rack and the underwear weren't returnable for cash. He could get a store credit for everything with a label still on it but that was all.

Now he was a little anxious about going into the small jewelry store. He wasn't concerned about the few customers up at the counter as he sat in the little booth in back, waiting for the woman to come and pierce his ears.

"There's nothing to be afraid of you know. You'll hardly feel it." Tina whispered, standing there beside him. She was as anxious as he was to see him in a nice pair of earrings. She just couldn't believe he was willing to go through with it.

"I know. I'm not nervous." That was a lie. It wasn't the fear that it would hurt that worried him. He was having second thoughts. He was thinking how he and his buddies used to make fun of guys with earrings. Not the ones who wore only one, but the few they saw that had both ears pierced. Later, he decided, when he got back to normal, he'd just wear the one, if he wore any at all. He presumed that if you didn't have one in an earlobe, it would just close, healing like any other wound. That thought made him feel a little better.

"I'm sorry I took so long. Are we ready?" The woman said as she approached the girls.

"Sure." Bill told her.

She disinfected her lobes. "Here we go. Now, just relax. You'll just hear a little pop and it'll

be all over."

It certainly would, Tina thought to herself happily.

The noise made him twitch but it didn't hurt. He was a little more prepared as she shot the second stud through the numb skin.

"That's all there is to it." The woman said smiling as she set the stud gun down on the counter.

Bill looked at his reflection in the mirror. He had to push his hair back to see the two little gold studs he'd picked out. He tried to picture the gold hoops in his ears. Candy would look quite pretty with them on.

"Very nice." Tina remarked to compliment him and thank the woman.

"Yes they are. Thank you so much." Bill said to her.

The packages sat on the seat between them as they pulled out of the parking lot. It was nearly three. Tina had to be at work by four. Friday's were busy nights at the pub. They were always jammed at happy hour. Still, she had one other stop she had to make.

Bill was surprised when Tina turned off Cutter Road. "Where are we going?"

"To pick up your paycheck." She explained. She wanted to run by the bank and cash it on the way to work.

They were going to the office? "We don't have to do that now!" He wasn't excited about that idea at all.

"It's all right. Just wait in the truck if you want. It'll only take me a minute." Tina wasn't looking to intimidate him. She just wanted the money

He decided he could handle that.

Tina pulled up out front and left the engine running. She was going to be in and out.

"Hi Tina. How are you?" Patty asked.

"I'm good. How's everything with you?" Tina and Patty had met several times. They talked on the phone often. She was the company secretary and bookkeeper. "I just need to grab Bill's check."

Patty picked up the stack of paychecks and flipped through for Bill's. "How's he feeling?" She was more than a little worried for him. She'd heard Carl and Gary talking about how pissed they were at him. "Is he going to be back Monday?" She handed her the check.

Bill was impatient. It was just about the time that the guys started coming in to get their checks. They usually quit early on Fridays.

Just as that thought entered his mind he saw John pull up and park. He had to walk right in front of Bill's truck to go into the office. He had to notice the truck there.

"Hi Tina." Gary said, coming out from an in back. "How you doing?" He always enjoyed seeing her.

"I'm fine." She said with a smile.

"How's Bill? Any better?" Gary asked. He hoped the answer was yes. He and Carl were just talking about him. He looked up as he noticed John's van pulling in and saw Bill's truck. So Tina was still driving it. Bill had to be really sick.

A movement inside the truck got his attention. That's when he noticed Candy was out there.

"I hope you and Candy don't get whatever Bill has."

"He's feeling a little better but he's still staying in bed." If she made him sound too sick then it wouldn't make sense that she and Candy would go out and leave him alone.

"So are you and Candy going to the pub this afternoon?" He'd already worked it out with his wife so she went to see her mother tonight. He told her he had to get a big bid out. He said he had to work.

Candy was getting a lot of interest from the guys. The thought amused her. Kevin and Ray said they tried to convince Candy to go there tonight. Tina had originally planned on taking him there Saturday night. She figured she needed time to build up his confidence enough to get him there but, with all that was happening, maybe it would be worth at try for tonight. Her plan was still to set him up for Saturday but if he wasn't too scared to go, then why not?

"I'll be there. I've got to work. I'm not sure about Candy. It depends on how Bill's feeling and what she wants to do."

John noticed the truck alright and he noticed him too. Bill felt really strange to be stared at that way. John's not paying attention to where he was going and walking into the side of Gary's van relieved that unnerving feeling. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Isn't that Bill's truck?" Ray asked as he and Kevin drove into the lot.

"That's it. I think that's Candy sitting in it too." Kevin remarked smiling. "Hurry up and park."

Ray figured out why he was in such a rush. He saw Tina inside the office, through the big plate glass window. If she was just picking up Bill's check than they'd be out of there in a minute. "Bill must still be pretty sick." He remarked.

"He must be." Ray agreed.

"We better get going. We just ran out to pick up a few things for Bill. I've got to get home and change for work." Tina told Gary and Patty.

"I'll see you there." Gary told her.

"Nancy's going to let you go. Alone?" Tina asked smiling.

"He told her he was working tonight." Patty offered with a laugh. She got along well with the guys because she kept their little secrets.

"Gary, you're bad." Tina said as she pushed the door open to go.

"Hurry up. Here comes Tina." Kevin said as the walked quickly toward the pickup.

Ray got there first. "Candy. What are you doing here?" Ray asked as he came up to the door of the truck.

Bill hadn't heard or seen them coming. He was startled. "Oh, hi Ray."

"Hi Babe. How you doin?" Kevin added, catching up.

Tina saw the two guys sneak up on Bill. She slowed her walk a little, to give them a little time with ‘Candy'.

"Hi Kevin." He replied, very nervous. "We just stopped off to get Bill's check." It seemed so strange to refer to himself in the third person.

"You look really great today." Ray remarked, trying to impress her.

Kevin wouldn't be outdone. "Yeah, you look really pretty." He gave her his most sincere smile.

They really both thought he was pretty? He felt a little weird, getting the compliment but it was funny to see the two of them trying to get on Candy's good side. He was more sure than ever that he could really get them in trouble with Gina and Joyce.

"Hi guys." Tina said, walking up and climbing into the truck.

"Where you two been? You both look really hot." Ray thought they looked like they had been somewhere special. It was kind of rare to see Tina in a dress.

"We were just doing a little shopping." Tina told them.

Kevin turned his attention to Candy. "So did you make up your mind? Are you going to come over to the pub and join us for a drink?"

Bill hadn't even mentioned the idea to Tina yet. He hadn't found the right time to suggest it. He didn't even know how he was going to broach the subject. It might as well be now, he had an excuse. "I'm still thinking about it." He said coyly.

"Come on Candy, you can't stay cooped up with Bill all the time." Ray said encouraging her.

It wasn't till after he said it that he realized it might not be the right thing to say in front of Tina. They appeared to be friendly toward each other. How could Tina not know that Bill was home screwing Candy while she was at work? Ray was sure he was. Tina had to suspect. He tried to cover himself. "It's got to be really boring with him passed out in bed all the time."

"I may come." Bill said with a smile. It was better this way. Let Tina think it was their idea.

"Candy and I have to get going guys. I'm going to be late for work." Tina told them as she put the pickup in gear.

Ray and Kevin backed away a step. "We'll see you both later." Kevin called after them as they pulled out.

"It looks like Candy has some admirers." Tina remarked as they pulled out onto the street.

"Funny, isn't it. If they only knew." Bill said, pretending it was no big deal.

He should have been nervous, or at least embarrassed. He appeared to be neither.

"Maybe they're right." Tina suggested.

"Right about what?"

"You've got to be bored hanging around the apartment. You want to give it a try and come down to the pub for a while?"

Bill was still nervous about it but his fear was slightly outweighed by the thought of the fun he'd have later, getting back at them. Then too, he really wanted to see if the guys were really hitting on Tina. He didn't want to sound too anxious, "It is kind of boring at the apartment while you're at work."

You mean when you're not going through my closet and trying on all my clothes, she thought to herself. "You can come with me when I go in, before it gets too busy. If you're uncomfortable, you can just take the truck and go home. I can get a ride home with somebody."

And who would that somebody be, he wondered? Kevin? Ray? One of the other guys who undressed her with their eyes every night? "I think I could try it."

"Let's get home and get changed. We'll have to hurry."

They tossed the bags on the bed. "Let's pick out something for you to wear." Tina was pretty sure he'd be most comfortable in jeans, even if they were skin tight.

Bill saw what she was reaching for. "I wonder how I'd look in this." He reached for the bags on the bed. He'd changed his mind about wearing Tina's black skirt, realizing it was too much, too dress up to wear to his favorite pub. He pulled out the jeans skirt and held it up to him. "What do you think?"

Tina wasn't going to argue with him, she'd much rather he wear the skirt than a pair of jeans. "I think it'll be fine." She wished he'd tried it on in the store but she just couldn't suggest to him that he use the ladies dressing room. He would have chickened out and maybe not have bought anything. It was the right size.

Bill knew they had to hurry and he was really anxious to see how it fit. He unsnapped the front of his dress and stepped out of it. Tina had snipped the tags from the skirt and unzipped it. He took it from her and pulled it up. It was a little more snug fitting than he thought it would be, but he liked the way it looked on him.

Assuming he wanted to wear one of the tops he bought, Tina took off the tags and laid them on the bed. "Which one do you want to wear?" She asked.

Either one was fine with her. The white one was a short sleeved rib knit that had a fine lace trim on the neckline, sleeves and waist. He'd look sweet in that.

The other was winter green. It was a knit, like the first. The trim was plain but it was cut to fit more snugly. It would really show off his chest. "I think the white would be better." Tina remarked.

He liked them both. If Tina thought he should wear the white one tonight, why not. He pulled it over his head and tucked it into the skirt.

Bill was still wearing the white heels, assuming he'd wear them with the outfit.

"You can't wear those with that outfit." Tina told him. She went to the closet and got out her black flats for him.

"Why not?" Bill asked.

"You just wouldn't wear heels with that outfit. It'd look tacky. Trust me." He looked almost ridiculous with the heels. He'd have been an embarrassment to her.

He supposed he didn't know as much as he thought he did. He was disappointed that he couldn't wear the heels, knowing how much guys liked girls that wore them. He slipped his feet into the comfortable flats. It was kind of a relief to get out of the other shoes. For the past few hours his feet had been hurting.

Tina rooted through her jewelry box to find a pair of earrings for him. She had quite an assortment to pick from. She didn't have time to waste. She picked out a pair of two inch gold hoops.

It wasn't the pair he'd pick but that was before he bought the less dressy outfit. He just stood there as Tina put them in for him. With his nails he didn't even want to try himself.

"They look very pretty on you." Tina said, stepping back to look.

He didn't get a chance to look.

He was just about ready. Tina really had to hurry. "Come on in the bathroom and let me touch up your makeup."

Bill stood patiently while she gave him a once over. She played with his hair a little, brushing it back into shape and hitting it was some hair spray. Now he could see how the earrings looked on him. It was the finishing touch. If he were himself and ‘Candy' was around, he'd go after her. He was really something.

"Now, put all this in your purse. You never know what you may need later." Tina handed him all the makeup she bought him to stick in there. "Put on fresh lipstick before we go."

Tina's waitress uniform consisted of the usual white blouse and little gray pleated skirt. Heels were required. All she had to do was touch up her makeup a little. It took her no time at all to get ready.

Her final touch was to put on perfume. Bill was standing in the bathroom doorway, with his purse over his arm and ready to go, watching her.

Tina was just about ready as she dabbed some of her perfume on her wrists. She knew he was there and she got an idea. "Come here a minute."

Bill waited till she came up from rooting around under the sink to step into the tiny bathroom.

Tina knew it was there, somewhere in that wicker basket she kept under the sink for cosmetics she infrequently used. She finally spotted the little frosted glass bottle. "You need a little of this." She told Bill as she opened the top and handed him the complementary bottle of Liz Clariborn she gotten with a purse she bought once.

He took the bottle from her and hesitated, looking at Tina and felling a little funny.

"Come on Candy. A girl's not dressed without perfume. Just dab a little on your wrists and behind your ears. Hurry up."

It was a pretty fragrance but he would have preferred to smell it on Tina. He felt a little funny knowing he smelled so pretty.

"Put the bottle in your purse with your other things." Tina told him. She really had to hurry now. She was really late. "Where's your checkbook?"

"What do you need that for?" He asked, surprised at her wanting it. That was his checkbook and she knew she wasn't supposed to touch it.

"You want your check deposited in the bank or not? Make sure you sign it before we leave too." Tina liked giving the orders. This was the way it was supposed to be.

She ran into the bank instead of going through the drive thru. It would have taken too long. Besides, she didn't want him to see that she simply cashed his check and tucked the money in her wallet. Bill had worked about ten hours of overtime last week. He had a really nice sized check. He'd never find out until it was too late.

As she stood there, stuffing the cash into her wallet, Tina had a thought. This whole thing had started with the simple wish that she could turn Bill into a woman and make him suffer the pain and humiliation she had to live with for so long. She'd given little thought to what she'd do if she accomplished her plan.

She'd succeeded with the first part of her plan and, amazingly, it seemed that the next stage could become a reality. The problem was that she hadn't given any thought to the consequences for herself. She relied on Bill for a roof over her head. Certainly, the money she made helped but the better part of their living expenses was paid by him. Now, Bill had no job, no way to make money, no way to pay the bills that would be coming due next week. By the following Monday, she'd be lying to the landlord, the power and the phone companies, begging them not to turn off their service or throw them out one the street. She wasn't worried about how he, or rather ‘Candy', would survive. That was his problem. She had to do something to protect herself, and soon.

Standing there in the bank, looking out through the tinted windows at the pickup sitting just out front with him in it, she considered how easy it was to walk in and cash his check. All it took was his signature. If she could somehow convince him to sign a blank check, she could withdraw everything in his checking account. Tina was sure there wasn't too much in the checking, since they appeared to live month to month, it would never be enough to get a new place, by herself. Tina was a survivor though. She'd manage somehow. She was determined never to depend on another man to take care of her. She was never going to give another man that much control over her life.

They were going to need money to pay the doctor on Monday morning. Tina was confident she could get him to sign a blank check. That was going to be the right time for her to clean out the account.

Tina tried to imagine Bill's reaction when he heard the doctor's interpretation of the test results, showing no hormonal imbalance, no reason to recommend any treatment, he was going to panic. She would, under the circumstances. Bill would look for another doctor. When he discovered that, without health insurance no doctor would even talk to him, he'd have no other option but to sell whatever he owned of value to get the money to pay for treatment, if he could get a doctor to agree at all. Tina chuckled to herself. He was bound to get locked up as a nut. No one would believe he was really Bill White, a guy. What fitting justice.

Tina knew her timing had to be close. Bill would be looking toward his bank account first. Finding that empty, he'd be ready to sell anything of value that they had, including her possessions, few though they may be. No, Tina was going to have to be ready to leave him before he had the chance to do that.

He had nothing of any real value, except for the pickup and the bank owned more of that than he did. Even so, ‘Candy' was going to have an interesting time trying to sell Bill White's truck.

That thought raised new questions. Sooner or later, someone was going to start asking where Bill White went. Why was this girl living in his place alone and what had she done with Bill? Tina knew that she'd be questioned. She'd just tell them she hadn't seen him since Candy showed up. That was the truth, wasn't it?

When she came out and got in the truck she handed him a ten. "Here, you may need this tonight." Tina doubted it. He'd have no problem getting drinks off of the guys. She was confident that they'd be buying his drinks for him.

"That's it? That's all the cash you got?" He normally took at least a hundred for the week. He knew there was overtime on the check. That would have gone into his stash.

"I deposited the rest." She told him.

 

Chapter 8

Tina parked out back where all the other employees parked. "Now, there's nothing to be afraid of. No one could possibly recognize you."

"I know." He said, taking a deep breath to try to calm himself.

"Just relax and be the girl you were this afternoon. You were really convincing today."

That helped a little. Bill got out of the truck and they walked toward the back entrance.

"I'm going to introduce you to the other girls and Scotty. Just smile and be friendly."

That was silly. "I know everybody."

"But Candy doesn't and they don't know her." He wasn't thinking. He had to be more scared than he let on. That was fine.

How stupid could he get, Bill asked himself? "OK."

Everyone was already there. Tina introduced him to Debbie, Mary Jo and Beth. All three were doing their set ups by the bar as they came out of the back room.

"Hi Candy. It's nice to meet you." Debbie said to her. She was as pretty as Tina said she was.

She still couldn't get over her and Tina being friends, considering she was Bill's old girlfriend.

Tina was more understanding than she would have been, what with her staying with them.

Bill and Debbie were never friends. He'd heard how she put him down, telling Tina she should leave him. They just normally didn't speak to each other. "It's really nice to meet you too. Tina tells me you two are good friends."

That went nicely, Tina thought to herself. "And this is Mary Jo."

"Hi Mary Jo." He said with a smile. Nice girl, but not his type. They got along well enough.

"Hi Candy." She'd given the friend of Tina's the once over when she walked in. Pretty face, great hair and a figure she'd have given anything to have. Mary Jo was struggling to lose weight.

She was jealous of the girl.

Beth was the one he was worried about. He and Beth had gone together for a while a few years ago. Of anyone in the bar, besides Tina, she knew him best.

"Beth, this is Candy. She's an old friend of Bill's. She's visiting for a few days." Tina knew about them. She liked Beth and they got along fine. There were no ill feelings between them. She was dying to see how he'd handle himself with her.

"I think Bill mentioned you once when we talked a few years ago. I seem to remember your name. It's nice to meet you." He extended his hand to Beth and shook it the way women do.

"I hope he only told you good things. It's nice to meet another exgirlfriend of Bill's the three of us should compare notes. I'd love to hear about him when he was younger."

"I'd like that too." Bill agreed. He wouldn't mind hearing what she thought of him back then.

It could be fun. Of course, he'd have to catch her when Tina wasn't around.

That could be an interesting conversation, Tina agreed. Did he realize the kind of things he could hear from two women who enjoyed nothing better than discussing his sexual prowess, or the lack of it?

"I've got to get busy Candy. Why don't you find a stool over there on the far side. That's my section." Tina pointed to the far side of the second bar.

That was Bill's usual spot. As he walked around the first bar he realized he should have gone to the bathroom before they left the apartment.

The Sunset Pub's layout was simple. As you walk in the front doors, you face two horseshoe shaped bars, side by side. Each supported about twenty stools. To the right of the bars they had tables where patrons could sit comfortably and drink or eat. There was a small kitchen in back that offered simple sandwiches or burgers. To the left of the bar, toward the rear, were four full sized pool tables that saw a lot of use. Along the front there were small round tables with stools, where the guys gathered as they played pool.

Bill had no problem finding the ladies room. It was right across from the familiar men's room on the dining side of the place. He did feel a little funny, pushing the door open and strolling in. He thought to himself that he'd never get used to doing this, as he hiked up his skirt and pulled down his pantyhose and panties in the little booth. It wasn't too bad, since he was alone in there. He knew that in a few hours, there'd be no chance that he'd find the room empty again.

Bill felt a little more nervous without Tina nearby as he walked around the bar to the far side. Were he use to simply sit down on a stool, now he had to step up to sit. It seemed so strange to be about six inches shorter than he used to be. Bill spun the stool slightly and crossed his legs. If he didn't, he was afraid he'd forget himself and let his legs spread, inadvertently.

The place was already getting busy. Three of the guys from the service station across the street were sitting across the bar from him. He'd glanced over and noticed them looking at him. Bill avoided eye contact.

At the far bar there were three or four of the regulars. Those were the old guys that hung around all afternoon. Bill knew each of them by name too. Beyond them, over at the tables, there was a small group that had just come in. They were part of the office crowd that always showed up on Friday's.

It made him nervous to be stared at by the guys from the garage. Bill turned toward the guys on number one table, the pool table closest to the window. They look like they got an early start on happy hour. They had two pitchers of beer at the nearby table and they were both nearly empty. One of the guys looked up at him as Bill watched them play. Bill turned his attention back to the bar.

"So you've got to be Candy." Scott said walking up from behind the bar and wiping the trough with his towel.

Scott was an alright kind of guy. Bill didn't know him all that well but on the few occasions they'd talked he'd seemed straight up. He had to remember that he wasn't supposed to know him. "Yes, I am." Bill practiced the pleasant smile he'd used so many times that day.

"My name's Scott. Tina said that you're staying with her and Bill for a few days. How's Bill doing?" Scott asked just to be polite. The girl was really pretty and Scott was no different from any other single guy who was attracted to pretty girls.

Like the others, Scott was surprised that Tina would be willing to let an old girlfriend come and visit. He liked Tina a lot and he believed Bill gave her a really bad deal, the way he treated her.

Bill didn't think Scott would care. "He's doing a little better today. He's still pretty sick though." He and Tina discussed how they'd explain how the two of them could go out and leave Bill alone if he was so sick. He didn't know if Tina had already said something but he figured he'd go ahead and tell Scott in case she hadn't. "We've got the lady who lives next door to Bill and Tina checking on him every so often to make sure he's all right."

"So what can I get for you. The first one's on me." Scott offered.

Scott never bought a drink for him in his life. So he was hot for Candy too. Bill decided he might as well take advantage of it. "That's sweet of you Scott. I think I'd like a glass of white wine." It was amazing what his smile did for him.

"You OK?" Tina asked. She been keeping an eye on him. He looked a little nervous at first, sitting there by himself.

"I'm fine." He assured her. It wasn't as unnerving as he thought it might be.

"Just watch your self and don't forget who you're supposed to be." Tina didn't warn him not to over play the part. She saw how he smiled at Scotty.

"I will." Bill assured her.

Gary was the first of the guys to arrive. He came through the door and headed straight for him. Bill hadn't even thought about giving him grief with his little game, until that morning, when he took his truck away and gave it to someone else. On Monday, when he didn't show up for work, it would be Gary who would fire him. Why not have some fun with him. If only there was a way he could get pictures to show these guys' wives and girlfriends. That would really fix them.

Bill had been sitting up nice and straight, like a lady should. He pulled his slender shoulders back, to show off his chest. He straightened his skirt, not wanting to show off too much leg for Gary.

"Hi there." Bill said with a friendly smile as Gary settled on the stool beside him.

The rest of the crowd filtered in over the next half hour. It surprised Bill a little that Kevin and Ray had gone home and shower and changed. He had to chuckle to himself, the way they crowded around him, vying with each other for his attention. There were three glasses of wine waiting for him when he was ready.

Tina was amused, watching the way they all acted around him. She would have loved to hear the conversations. They made eye contact from time to time and each time he smiled and winked at her. He had to be handling himself all right, she assumed.

Bill was a little uneasy the first time one of them got familiar enough to put a hand on his arm or shoulder. He had to actually pick up Ray's hand off his leg once, nicely telling him that it was a no-no. It made him shiver to be touched but he knew he'd never be able to get them in trouble if he acted too prudish.

The guys grabbed the nearest pool table before it got too busy, alternating coming back to him between turns. Bill acted appropriately, complimenting the guys on how wonderful they were and teased them when they missed a shot. It was funny to see them primp when he stroked their egos.

It was Kevin that first suggested, "Candy. Would you like to give it a try? Have you ever played before?"

It was just what he'd been waiting for. Sweetly, Bill said "I've played a little. I'm not very good."

"I'll help you. Come on and give it a try." Ray quickly offered.

"She's playing with me." Kevin insisted.

"Don't get your shorts all in a bunch." Ray replied. "I'm just going to give her a few pointers."

How funny, Bill thought to himself. He could out shoot either of them any day of the week. He had to remind himself not to show off at the break. "This is how you hold it, right." He asked Ray as he took the cue in hand. It looked so strange to line up the cue and the ball, looking down at his small hands and long red fingernails.

Ray was more than willing to show her.

The dumb broad part was not an easy one for Bill to play, but he managed. Bill intentionally blew the first game, missing shots right and left. Ray and Kevin swapped roles for the next game. It bothered Bill a little when they came up right behind him, leaning over his shoulder to show him how to line up the balls and shoot. More often than not, they pressed up against him. If he only had a camera. What a picture it would make to show Gina and Joyce.

As he saw how the guys made such fools of themselves, showing him how to play pool, he decided it might be better not to whip their asses. It was more fun playing it this way.

Bill had been to the bathroom twice since he got there. Maybe it was the alcohol that eased his inhibitions but he was just calmly standing there at the vanity, brushing his hair and straightening his bangs when the gorgeous blond came out of the stall. She had to have come in while he was going to the bathroom. ‘Now that's one I'd like to fuck,' he thought to himself. She came over and stood right beside him, fixing her makeup. Bill had just put on fresh lipstick and was ready to leave but he wasn't as anxious since she walked over.

Bill had noticed her earlier, with her friends. Beautiful girl, great body, he thought to himself. He continued to play the game, taking his blush out of his purse. He was just stalling. He'd watched Tina in the mirror as she brushed it on his cheeks. Watching the girl beside him, he touched up his. He exchanged smiles with the girl in the mirror. Something made him say, "I love your hair. I'd kill to have hair like that."

"Thank you." Trish said with a smile. She appreciated the compliment. "Is yours permed? I've tried everything to make mine wavy like yours?"

"No, it's natural." Bill thought it was fun making small talk with the girl. It was easier than he thought it would be.

It looked so funny to see the girl reach into the collar of her dress and tug at her bra, adjusting herself. Bill thought, ‘I'll help you with that if you like.' "I'm Candy." He offered.

"I'm Trish. It's nice to meet you Candy." She was done. Trish picked up her things and left.

Bill watched the cute feminine swing of her ass as she left. He decided he was going to look up Trish when he got back to normal. Imitating her walk, he rejoined his ‘dates' who were waiting for him.

Before he knew it, it was almost eight o'clock. Gary had to leave.

"I had fun." He told Candy. They got to talk but nothing else. Gary had fantasized about something more happening but, as always, nothing did. He'd normally never even consider being unfaithful to Nancy, but Candy was so beautiful he just couldn't resist thinking about it.

Gary hadn't been as pushy as Kevin and Ray. He'd never thought of him as harmless before, but the way he acted, that's what he was. Should he send him off hopeful? Why not! Bill reached out his hand as Gary got off his stool. "I really enjoyed your company Gary. You're a really nice guy." As if it was nothing, he offered his cheek for a kiss as he held Gary's hand.

How weird it was to have a guy kiss his cheek, Bill thought to himself as he watched Gary go around the bar and out the front door. Just as a passing thought, he wondered how Gary would have reacted if he offered his lips instead of his cheek. Just the thought made Bill shudder.

As an afterthought, Bill wished he'd kissed Gary's cheek instead of him kissing his. It would have been neat to leave his lipstick on it for his wife to see. Maybe he'd call her later and thank her for letting him play with her husband. That would serve Gary right for taking his truck and, no doubt, firing him on Monday.

Bill watched his drinking when he noticed that he was feeling a little light headed. He'd had only a half a dozen glasses of wine. He used to be able to drink a lot more. Just the suggestion that he was hungry brought immediate responses from the guys. From that point on, he nibbled as he drank and he felt better.

They played pool till nearly eleven.

Kevin knew he was in a world of shit with Gina. He told her he'd be home by eight. He knew he'd have to make up some kind of story to tell her. If she ever found out who he'd been hanging out with she'd kill him.

Even with the food he'd be nibbling on, Bill was a little bit tipsy. "Awww. Do you have to go?" Bill said, grabbing his sleeve. He wasn't going to miss another opportunity. Knowing that Kevin was getting ready to leave, he'd put on fresh lipstick when they weren't looking.

He'd had fun with her. He didn't want to go either. If he only had more time, he was so sure he could get her into bed. She was getting a little drunk and he hated leaving her with Ray. If Ray fucked her before him, he'd never hear the end of it.

It took some nerve but Bill got up off his stool and checked to make sure Tina wasn't around to see him. He stood up on his tip toes, gave Kevin a kiss on his cheek. Looking, he'd left just the kind of lip print he'd intended. He hoped Kevin wouldn't think to wipe if off before he got home to Gina. Bill liked the idea of calling his house and making trouble for him.

Scott had been attentive all night. He was right there whenever Candy wanted anything.

They'd talked for a little while, as the guys were playing pool. Bill had no vendetta against Scott. Funny, how he never took the time to get to know him. Despite the fact that he was hot for Candy, he was actually a pretty nice guy. He wasn't crud, with the off color jokes or as handy as the guys Bill worked with. "Scotty, be a sweetheart and make me a White Russian." He'd had his fill of wine.

Bill hadn't had to open his purse once all night to pay for a drink. Ray wouldn't let him pay for this one either. Knowing Ray well, it was easy to make conversation. Bill knew all the right buttons to push to keep him talking about himself. So much of it was bullshit but Bill smiled and pretended to be so impressed by him. Ray had quite and ego.

Tina couldn't believe how convincing he seemed all evening. She'd been able to spend very little time with him, as busy as he was. She did keep an eye on him and he certainly looked like he enjoyed himself, hamming it up as a girl. The guys seemed completely taken in by him. It killed Tina not to be able to tell the other girls what was going on. They'd never have believed her, of course but it was really such a sin that she couldn't share her amusement with them.

He'd had two White Russians and he was feeling very lightheaded. It was time to get the keys from Tina and go home. "I think it's time for me to go home."

She was just getting to where she was a little more amiable. Ray didn't want her to go. "Just stay a little longer." The last time he put a hand on her leg she didn't tell him to get it off. She was just about ripe.

Bill knew he had to get out of there. "No, I really need to go." He didn't make a big deal of it. He slid off the stool and slung the purse over his shoulder. He was glad now that he hadn't worn the heels. "I had a really nice time." He told Ray as he leaned over to plant the little surprise for his girlfriend, as he had with Kevin.

Ray wasn't one for little pecks on the cheek. As she came close, he turned to her and met her full on the mouth.

Ray completely surprised Bill but he pulled away laughing. "You're so bad." Bill was too drunk to be upset.

"Yeah, I can be so good too." Ray said suggestivly.

"Where's Tina?" Bill asked no one in particular. He looked around and saw her over at the waitress station. He was still able to walk in a straight line.

"Hey babe. I'm going to go home. Let me have the keys."

‘Hey babe?' What was he thinking? Bill was slurring his words. He was drunk. What was new! This was the Bill she knew. "You can't drive Candy." She had to try and remind him who he was supposed to be. No one was watching. Tina hoped no one heard him call her ‘babe'.

Ray followed her. "I'll take her home." He said in his ‘take charge' tone of voice.

"All right, let's go." Bill was ready.

Tina just wanted him out of there.

Scott saw that she was leaving and came over. "You leaving us already?"

If he could have planted one on Scott's cheek, he would have but he was way over on the other side of the bar. "I'm afraid so Scotty. Goodnight."

"We going to see you again?" He really hoped so.

"Absolutely." Bill said with a big smile for him. He decided he really liked Scott now. He was alright.

Tina had to get him out of there now. She had Scott hand over her purse from behind the bar and handed Bill her keys to the house. She kept Bill's keys.

Tina couldn't very well tell Ray to behave himself. She was a little nervous about sending him home with Ray, not because of what Ray might try with him but because of what Bill might say. Then, when she thought about it, who'd believe Bill?

"Make sure you don't disturb Bill when you get home." Tina told Bill, hoping that it might remind him who he was supposed to be.

"We'll be quiet as mice." Bill assured her, slurring his words.

Ray put Candy into his Mustang. "You don't really want to go home, do you?"

"Yeah, I want to go the fuck home."

Ray noticed the more she drank, the more she cursed. "Girl, you get quite a mouth on you when your drunk." He didn't mind, as long as she put out. As they drove out of the lot, he put a hand on Candy's leg. She didn't tell him to get it off.

"Fuck you Ray." Bill wasn't so drunk that he forgot who he was supposed to be, he just didn't care. With his head laid back on the headrest, he closed his eyes. He was aware of the hand on his leg but he ignored it. It was too much trouble to argue with Ray. He just wished his head would stop spinning.

"Anytime." Ray offered smiling.

With his head back and his eyes closed, Bill could think better. He had an idea that intrigued him. It would be almost like getting Ray to give him, give Bill, a blow job. The more he thought about it the more the idea excited him. Ray was always telling everyone how he loved to eat pussy. Bill was more than a little curious what it would feel like. He'd only have a short while to find out.

Ray almost hit the curb when Candy took his hand and slid it up her leg.

Bill didn't know any other way to say it. "Ray, I want you to eat me."

It wasn't easy to get Ray to stop after bringing him to several orgasims. At Bill's front door he promised Ray he'd go out with him again and that there'd be more to come. That was all Ray was going to get but he didn't have to know that. As fantastic as it felt, he might want him to stick his tongue inside him again. It was a feeling like nothing Bill had ever known. At the front door, all Bill wanted to do was get rid of Ray and go in and masturbate like he had the night before. He couldn't wait to get his clothes off and lie down in bed.

Ray didn't understand why she wouldn't kiss him goodnight, after what he'd just done for her. He wanted more and she'd promised more. She said she was too drunk to enjoy it then but tomorrow night was another story. He wasn't sure how he was going to get out to meet her. He'd promised Joyce he'd take her out. There was no way he was going to miss the opportunity to fuck Candy. She'd gone crazy when he ate her. He could only imagine what she'd be like to fuck.

Bill laughed to himself as he closed the apartment door. He was sure Ray wouldn't find his pantyhose and panties that he'd tucked under his car seat. Tomorrow, when he called his place and asked Joyce to ask Ray to be sure to return them, Joyce would make sure Candy wouldn't be bothered by him again.

Bill was like a kid with a new toy. He was unsatiable. He only stopped when he heard Tina come in. He pretended to be asleep.

Tina had spent a good deal of the evening plotting how she was going to set up Bill the next night. Arranging for someone to rape him was going to be difficult. She considered his friends. How ironic it was going to be to have a couple of his drinking buddies do the deed. Ray was certainly hot for her. So was Kevin. All she had to do was orchestrate the circumstances that would entice them to do it.

 

Chapter 9

It wasn't unusual for Bill to sleep late on Saturday mornings. Especially when he'd tied one on Friday night. "You had quite a time last night." Tina remarked as they lay there in bed, trying to wake up.

It had been an experience he wouldn't forget for a long time. He had no intention of telling Tina what Ray did. That was his little secret. "Yeah, I did, didn't I?"

"I promised Debbie and Beth that I'd go workout with them this morning. I'll probably go straight to work from there. Will you be ok all day, alone?" She didn't tell him that they'd said she could bring Candy along if she wanted to come. Tina needed him to stay home. The first step in this part of her plan was to make everyone think she was furious with Candy and Bill.

"I'll be fine." Bill assured her. He had his own plans for the day, if everything worked out the way he hoped. "Don't worry about me."

It didn't take Tina long to get dressed, gather up what she'd need for later and get out of the house.

"Hello. Is Kevin there?" Bill asked in a voice as sweet as sugar.

Gina didn't recognize the girl's voice. "He's outside. Who's this?"

"I'm Candy. I'm a friend of Kevin's."

Gina was suspicious. The girl sounded like a bimbo. "Can I tell him what it's about?"

"You must be Kevin's sister. He told me you two lived together. I just wanted to thank Kevin for a wonderful time last night. Your brother is so sweet." Bill had all he could do to keep from laughing.

He said he was out with the guys last night. She'd been really upset that he'd been so late getting home. They'd fought and she still wasn't talking to him. Now she finds out that he was out with this ‘Candy'. "Listen! I'm not his sister. I'm his fiancé and you stay away from him!" Gina was getting madder by the second.

He wanted to laugh into the phone but he wasn't done with her yet. "I'm so sorry. Kevin swore to me that he wasn't involved with anyone. I would never have gone to bed with him if I'd known."

The bitch! "Just stay the fuck away from him." Kevin slept with her! Gina slammed the phone down. She didn't wait to cool down. Gina headed straight out to the garage to confront him.

Ray was next. Bill dialed his number. Ray answered the phone so Bill hung up without saying a word. Funny, he thought to himself. Would Ray wonder if that was someone calling for Joyce, and hearing him answer, hung up? Wouldn't that be funny? He decided to make his call to Gary next and call Joyce later.

Bill has second thoughts about calling Gary's wife. Gary was the meekest of the three guys, the one he'd be safest with and Bill had an idea that could be fun. He knew that Gary's was usually in the office most Saturday mornings.

"Hello?"

"Is this Gary?" Bill knew it was.

"Candy?" Gary was surprised to hear her voice.

"I hope I'm not bothering you. Bill said that I'd probably find you there."

"No! You're not bothering me. How are you?" Why was she calling him, he wondered? Not that he wasn't thrilled she had. He'd fantasied about her but that was all he dared do. He was happily married to Nancy and he'd never cheated on her. He'd thought about it from time to time, meeting some really hot little thing, but he never did anything. He'd often wondered what he'd do if some pretty young thing threw herself at him. Would he have the strength to say No?

"I'm fine, thanks. I was just lying here in bed thinking about you. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed your company last night."

Really? "I enjoyed getting to know you too." All thoughts of the estimate he'd been working on left him.

"Most of the guys I meet are only after one thing but something tells me you're different Gary." It was a line Bill had heard before. Bill laid back down in bed and pulled the covers up over him. He was still in the nightie. His free hand cradled a breast. His finger tickled his nipple.

He should have reminded Candy that he was married, but he didn't. "You're a very sweet girl Candy. You're really easy to talk to." He'd actually been kind of nervous with her at first.

Bill was almost sure he had him now. "Gary, I know I'm being a little forward but I'd really like to see you again." His nipples were hard as a rock. Bill slipped a hand under his nightie and into his panties. It knew exactly where to go.

Just the idea excited him. What would Nancy do if she caught him? Would Candy be worth it? He remembered that face, that body. Maybe nothing would happen. What if he just took her out to dinner and . . . And what? Just the possibility that she wanted him turned him on. He'd never had this kind of opportunity before. Could he pass it up? Would he ever have another shot with a girl as pretty, as desirable as Candy? He couldn't imagine it ever happening again. "I've been thinking about you too Candy. Would you like to go out to dinner tonight?" Gary had some money put aside that Nancy didn't know about. What better way to spend it?

He had him! "I'd love to. Can we go someplace out of the way? Someplace sort of romantic?" Bill was beginning to have trouble concentrating. His fingers had found the rhythm and his clit was so sensitive.

Out of the way? Definitely. He'd have to take her someplace he wouldn't be recognized. Someplace no one he or Nancy knew would go. One of his customers had told him about a great little French restaurant. They described it as a quaint little place. Romantic was another word they used to describe it. "I know just the place. I think you'll like it." He hoped she would. He hoped she'd like it enough, like him enough.

"I'll dress up really nice for you." Bill promised. He could almost hear Gary panting on the other end of the line.

What was he going to tell Nancy? How was he going to get out of the house without making her suspicious? He'd think of something, he had to. "I'll pick you up around seven?"

"I'll be waiting. I can't wait to see you again." Bill said with a promise in his voice.

He'd barely hung up the phone when the waves of pleasure took over his every thought. It was only the first of several orgasms he gave himself that morning.

It was going to be awkward if he had to hang up again. Bill was relieved that it was Joyce that answered. "Hi, this is Candy. Is Ray there?"

"No, Ray's not here. Who the hell is this?" It wasn't the first time some girl called for Ray.

Joyce didn't like it one bit.

Bill acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary. "This is Candy. I'm a friend of Ray's. When he gets in, would you ask him to check under his car seat. I think I left something under it last night. Maybe he could run it by my place this afternoon?"

"I'll give him the message." Joyce told her with no intention of telling Ray she called. Ray's car was in the driveway. He took hers to get the oil changed. He was trying to make up for getting in so late last night. He said he was just hanging out at the pub and lost track of time. Apparently, hanging out wasn't all he was doing. It only took a few seconds to find the t-back panties and pantyhose under his car seat. Fuck him and fuck the bitch that left them there, she thought to herself.

Joyce grabbed a couple of the empty boxes from the garage and proceeded to stuff them with Ray's clothes.

He felt rather pleased with himself. Those assholes got what they deserved. Bill was a little sad for Ray. He had to say one thing for him, he had a great tongue. He wondered how long Gary's tongue was.

It was almost noon before Bill showered and got dressed. He felt comfortable in Tina's jeans and her cream colored silk blouse. Getting dressed was easy. Fixing his hair himself and putting on his own makeup was another thing altogether. He set himself to the task.

Tina had left the apartment without makeup and, before she got out of the pickup, she mussed her hair. Rubbing her eyes made her look like she'd been up crying all night. She was ready to meet her friends.

Tina pretended to fight back tears. "No, I'm serious. I walked into the bedroom and the two of them were going at it. She acted like it was nothing. She said it was just for ‘old times sake'."

"What a bitch!" Beth couldn't believe Candy would do what she did.

"I should have known better. Bill told me she was once a prostitute but I didn't believe him. You saw how she was last night." Tina acted crushed.

"I can't believe she'd do that to you two. You invite her into your house and she screws your boyfriend right in your own bed." Debbie thought there was something odd about her anyway. Now she hated the girl as much as Tina.

"What gets me is that she pretended to be your friend. You two seemed to get along really well."

"I thought we did." Tina had to try and focus their anger at Candy, not at Bill. "I just can't believe she would take advantage of Bill that way. I mean, he's in bed, sick, and she does this. She could have killed him." She was exaggerating but they'd understand that.

"I can't believe you didn't just throw her out." Debbie would have.

"I was just so furious that I didn't want anything to do with either one of them. I should have thrown her out but all I wanted to do was get away from the two of them. I just grabbed some things and got out of there." She told the girls she slept in the pickup last night.

They told her she should have come to them.

"I just wish there was some way to get back at her for screwing with our lives." She had to plant the seed of the idea quickly, before Beth or Debbie came up with another idea. "I'd love to see a couple of the guys teach her a lesson. Let the little whore get the fucking of her life."

Debbie could almost agree with Tina. "There's no doubt she'd deserve it but that might be a little extreme."

Beth thought Tina was letting Bill off the hook too easily. He'd screwed around on her enough and she was sure he was cheating on Tina. Still, the girl did deserve to be taught a lesson.

No one felt much like working out. They went to Debbie's to change but they couldn't talk there, not with her husband, Mike, around. They went to the pub. It was early and there only a few people there.

The three of them were considering what Tina should do. Debbie wanted her to leave Bill. Beth was quick to agree. Neither were convinced that what Tina proposed they arrange for Candy was the right thing to do. It was kind of extreme.

They were trying to come up with something else when Kevin walked in with a long face. He came right over when he spotted the three. He walked up and asked, "Where's your friend Candy. I want to get my hands on that bitch!"

"Why? What happened?" Tina asked, taken completely by suprise. What had Bill done?

Kevin was really mad. "She called Gina and told her that she and I were fucking around last night. The lying bitch. Gina's ready to walk out on me."

The three girls just looked at each other in amazement. "She did that? Why?" Beth had seen them last night. She saw Kevin leave alone. Candy went home with Ray.

"Fucking A, she did that."

Beth turned to the others, "Maybe it's not such a bad idea."

"I wonder who else she called?" Debbie wondered. She looked at Kevin and asked, "Do you know Ray's beeper number?"

"I'll have him call here." Kevin went to call.

It took him forever to do his makeup. His hair wasn't so hard to fix. The cab he called took him to the bank and his ATM machine. Bill never saved the receipts so he didn't see that there was less in his account than there was supposed to be. Now he had cash in his pocket to pay the cab. "I'm just going to be a couple of minutes if you don't mind hanging around." He wanted the cabbie to wait while he went in the store and got what he wanted.

He'd seen the dress while they were shopping yesterday. He'd picked it up and looked at it. Tina had even commented on how fantastic he'd look in it. Bill wasn't anxious to go in the dressing room and try it on but he was more concerned that it might not fit and he didn't want to have to come back.

It felt really weird to walk into the dressing room and go into a booth. The store wasn't that busy but there were a few women in there trying things on. He tried to hurry. Getting the zipper up was his biggest problem but he finally managed. Reluctantly, he stepped out of the booth and stood before the full length mirror on the wall. Tina was right, he did look hot in the little black dress.

What else did he need? It had been a pain in the ass to get off the pantyhose in Ray's car last night. If he'd worn stockings, it would have been much easier, not to mention that they would be sexier. It took a minute to figure out which size black stockings to buy. The pair he picked out had a pretty lacy top. He asked for help to pick out a garter belt to hold them up. Bill always thought that garter belts were so sexy. It annoyed him that Tina hated wearing one.

Was there anything else? Bill was excited and couldn't wait to get home and try on everything.

"It's all out in the car. Everything I own. Joyce wouldn't even talk to me." Ray came when Kevin beeped him. He was just as shocked as the others when he discovered what Candy had done to Kevin too. "She found the whore's underwear in the car and just went ballistic. She wouldn't let me even explain." Not that there was much he could say. He had messed around with Candy but it wasn't like he screwed her or anything. He wished he had, for all the shit she was putting him through now.

"We'll talk to Gina and Joyce for you too. We'll explain what's going on." Debbie assured the guys. "But how would you like to get even with her?"

They both liked that idea. "What did you have in mind?"

The girls looked at each other and nodded.

"We've got a proposition for you two, and maybe for a couple of your buddies too." Beth said with a coy smile.

After the guys were gone, Tina had to make sure that the girls understood, "Candy can't find out I had any part in this. She'll tell Bill and he'll kill me."

"Neither of them has to know you're involved. They're not going to find out from us." Beth and Debbie assured her.

"When it's all over. I'm going to have to pretend to feel sorry for Candy, let her think I forgive her for what happened between her and Bill. I'll tell her I blame Bill for it." She told them.

"You're still planning on leaving Bill." Debbie wasn't asking. Tina had to dump the bum.

"I hope you realize now that he's trash." Beth agreed.

She couldn't argue with her friends. She wouldn't have done what she did if she didn't feel the same way. No one was ever going to see Bill again and she didn't give a damn what happened to ‘Candy.'

Debbie still couldn't get over what Candy did. "I can't believe she had the nerve to stay at your place after getting caught." She was amazed at her gaul.

Tina was glad she had to work. She didn't want to be anywhere near Bill that afternoon. She was too upset with him about what he'd done to Ray and Kevin and was too excited about what was going to happen. She was afraid she couldn't contain herself. Now all she had to do was wait. That night, her fantasy would become a reality.

He had time on his hands. It would be four hours before Gary would pick him up. Bill stirred the oils into the warm water in the tub. He decided to discover for himself, the fascination Tina had with the soothing oil baths she seemed to enjoy so much. He'd already used her delapatory to wipe away the few short fine hairs that had started to sprout from his legs. He wanted them to be silky smooth that night. Shaving his underarms was an unusual experience too.

He soaked for as long as he thought he could. There was a difference in the way his skin felt. It was so soft to the touch. His hands touched his most sensitive spots. He considered going back to the bedroom when he stood there naked and dry, feeling so excited by the prospects of the evening to come. No, there wasn't time, he told himself.

Bill stood back from the mirror. He was happy with the way his makeup looked. It took him so long, through trial and error to get it just right. His hair was another story. He called a cab for the second time that day. Fortunately for him, Linda could take him. He brought a picture with him, to show the girl how he wanted his hair to look. It cost a few dollars but it was worth not having the frustration of trying to style it himself.

Back home again by five thirty, all he had to do was get dressed. He was determined to enjoy every moment of the evening. He nibbled from the fridge. He didn't want to drink on an empty stomach.

The afternoon seemed to drag by so slowly. Tina felt like the wait until they closed and they all went for him would be agonizing.

He was as ready as he'd ever be, standing there in front of the mirror, admiring himself. The sleeveless dress fit like he hoped it would, following his every curve. His full rounded tits looked so sexy the way they bulged from the low cut neckline. He'd searched through Tina's underwear drawer to find the ‘Wonder Bra' that gave her the sexy cleavage that made her look so hot.

Wearing the garter belt and the stockings he'd bought gave him such a strange, but exciting feeling. He really did have great looking legs, he decided, as he turned this way and that to see better. Wearing heels definitely did make a girl's legs look shapelier. Did it also do for his ass what it did for other girls'? He hoped so. His plan was to so turn Gary on that he wouldn't be able to resist Candy.

Bill just wished he was less scared. He'd been so excited about what he planned to do that he forgot to be nervous. But now that the time had come, he couldn't help but wonder if he could carry it off. It was one thing to look like a woman. Acting like one was another thing. He got away with it last night but that was different. Last night he was in familiar surroundings and Tina was nearby in case he needed her. That made all the difference. Tonight he was on his own.

As seven o'clock drew closer he actually began to wonder if Gary was going to show up at all. Maybe all his preparations were for nothing? Maybe he lost his nerve and decided not to cheat on Nancy? No, he told himself. Bill was pretty sure he knew Gary well enough to be confident that he wouldn't miss this opportunity.

Bill was standing at the window, peaking between the blinds, watching for his car when he thought of something he forgot. He couldn't go out, dressed the way he was, carrying the old brown purse Tina gave him to use. He raced to the bedroom, to the bottom drawer of Tina's dresser, where he'd seen another purse. He rummaged around for the black clutch bag and, finding it, dumped its contents into the drawer. He quickly transferred everything he'd thoughtfully put in the other bag to it. He had his makeup, his perfume, tissues and his apartment key. There was no room in the smaller bag for his hair brush. He'd have to make do without it.

It was seven o'clock, according to the clock on the night stand, when Bill hurried out of the bedroom, heading back to the living room window. He never reached it before the bell rang.

Bill stopped in his tracks. Gary was there. Could he do this, Bill asked himself? He had to now, didn't he? No, he didn't but this was his idea. He wanted to experience it all before it was too late and the opportunity was gone. No one would ever know what he did, what Candy did. He had to know what it felt like, he had to!

Bill went to the door and, putting his hand on the doorknob, took a deep breath. "Hi Gary, you're right on time. How thoughtful." Bill took his hand and leaned over and kissed his cheek lightly. He tried not to leave lipstick there this time.

Gary wasn't sure just what to expect. He was so nervous about this. He'd almost turned back twice on the way over. Looking at her standing there looking so beautiful, hearing how pleased she was that he was there, he was glad he didn't chicken out. "Candy, you look beautiful."

Bill hoped Gary would think so. He felt his cheeks get warm and realized he was actually blushing. "What a nice thing to say. Thank you." He replied with a modest smile. "You look very handsome tonight." Bill remembered to compliment him too.

He didn't remember ever seeing Gary in a suit before. He didn't even know he owned one.

Bill had to admit, Gary was really a good-looking guy.

Gary had a hard time explaining to Nancy why he had a Saturday night meeting with a new client, much less why he had to go in a suit. Carl usually did that sort of thing with clients. Gary just did the estimating. He'd explained that the client wanted to meet with both of them and suggested meeting over dinner, with business to follow. Gary had to assure Nancy that no wives were going either. It all seemed so lame. He felt so guilty, lying to her.

As Gary opened the car door for Candy and put her in, he thought how he'd stopped doing that simple courtesy for Nancy some time ago. He had to remember to start doing it again.

Bill got a kick out of being treated this way. He remembered to slip into the car like a lady, straightening his skirt and folding his hands on his lap, over his bag. A little of his nervousness left him.

Gary didn't want to stay around any longer than necessary, afraid that someone he knew might see him. He wanted to get away from there, he wanted to get out of town, as soon as possible.

Conversation was a little awkward for both of them. Gary hadn't dated in years and wasn't sure what to say. Bill was in a completely unfamiliar situation and wasn't sure what to talk about. Gary spoke up first, breaking the silence. "I know so little about you Candy. Where are you from?

What do you do for a living?" Gary knew women loved to talk about themselves.

Gary caught him by surprise. "There's not a whole lot to tell." What was it he told the others last night when they asked much the same thing? Oh, yes, "I'm from Conner, Tennessee. It's a small town, you know. One of those little towns where everybody knows everybody else." It was completely made up. "My job isn't very exciting, I'm a secretary for a small law firm." Bill got that idea from the girl in the nail salon.

Gary continued to ask questions and Bill continued to make things up. He knew about his growing up with Bill and thought of other questions about him that he hadn't asked last night. Candy had to fabricate a whole family, including brothers and sisters. He got better about it as he went along.

Bill had worried that he might be overdressed for the restaurant but he noticed other women, some in gowns, when they walked in. It was funny to see Gary's face as they walked from the car, as Candy slid her arm around Gary's. He looked both surprised and pleased, judging by the smile on his face.

They hadn't even made it to the front door of the place before Bill noticed two men's heads turn his way. It was flattering, of course, but it made him a little self conscious. Was his dress a little too reveling? He'd given it a tug down when he got out of the car but that only resulted in his tits showing more.

Gary noticed the looks too. Those guys envied him because of the beautiful woman on his arm. God! Candy was really something. Why couldn't Nancy have a shape like hers? At least here, he was sure he wouldn't run into anyone he knew. The place was too far from home and too fancy for anyone he knew.

Fancy or not, Gary knew how to conduct himself. He took charge, they way women like men to. He was not going to disappoint Candy. "Reservations for Hollings." He told the maitre'd.

They were initially escorted to a table in the middle of the floor. Bill was impressed when Gary told the maitre'd, "I'm sorry but this won't do. I specifically asked for a quiet corner table."

The man started to say that we'd have to make do, that they were booked, but Gary didn't even let him finish. "If I have to speak to the manager I will."

Bill had never seen Gary like this. He was impressed and showed it with a squeeze on the arm he was holding and a smile up at him.

She was impressed, Gary thought to himself. Good.

The maitre'd took a moment but eventually led them to a small table in the far back corner.

Bill enjoyed letting the maitre'd hold his chair for him and help him slide up to the table. He smiled up at the guy and thanked him.

"No Gary, sit here next to me. I don't like you so far away." Bill suggested with an encouraging smile when he started to sit at the chair across from him.

She was like a dream come true. Gary just didn't understand why this girl was so interested in him? She could have just about any guy she wanted. Why him? He wasn't about to ask.

Bill had a picture in his head about how the dinner should go and Gary seemed to know what he was thinking. Gary ordered an excellent bottle of wine. The well-schooled waiter poured it just like in the movies. He was back to refill their glasses the instant one got below half full.

Candy was the perfect lady, sitting oh so properly with hands in her lap or her finger extended as she sipped her wine. Bill was very careful not to lick off his lipstick. When their hordevores were placed in front of them he cut up his stuffed mushrooms into tiny bits and pulled the food off the fork with his teeth, not his lips. Bill was really enjoying playing the game and he felt like he was good at it.

During dinner, when they weren't talking about the food or how impressive the restaurant was, conversation turned to Gary. Bill put a hand on Gary's hand, resting on the table, and said, "I'm dying to know more about you Gary. You are such a handsome guy. Tell me about you." Bill was playing with him, trying to boost his ego.

Gary didn't know how to talk about himself without bringing Nancy into the conversation.

Bill interrupted him when he realized what was happening. "Gary, you're such a wonderful man and I'm sure you must love your wife very much but tonight, just this one night out of our lives should be just for you and I." Bill heard this in some movie. He couldn't remember the name of it. "Let's not spoil it sweetheart." Bill squeezed his hand and pleaded with his eyes. I did sound a little corny, he had to admit.

Gary studied those beautiful eyes for an instant. ‘Just one night out of our lives.' Hearing it put that way, it didn't seem so wrong. Gary took her hand in his now and squeezed it reassuringly. "I don't want to spoil this moment, this evening, for anything."

Bill knew that sooner or later he was going to have to do it if he expected Gary to go the rest of the way with him, or rather with Candy. He leaned over toward him and said with a coy smile, "Come here you."

Gary was too weak to resist. He leaned over and kissed her inviting moist red lips.

It wasn't so bad with his eyes closed. For the first time he caught a hint of his cologne. He didn't think Gary ever wore cologne. It was nice. The sensation of kissing him was exciting, in a strange sort of way.

When they'd finished eating, the waiter appeared and cleaned away the dishes. Even he couldn't resist staring. It amused Bill. Several times in the course of dinner Bill looked up to catch men looking at him. He got a kick out of returning the look with a smile. Most of the time they looked away quickly, as if they felt guilty for getting caught. Once in while, the guy would smile back.

"Would you or the lady care for dessert?" The young man asked.

Bill gave Gary a subtle shake of the head. He was too full for desert.

Women had it so easy, Bill thought to himself as he just sat there while Gary took out his wallet and paid for what had to be a fairly expensive meal. It was just another of the new experiences he'd been discovering the past few days.

While they waited for the young man to return with Gary's change, Bill took the opportunity to excuse himself. "I'll be right back. I need to use the little girls' room." He'd heard girls call it that so often.

Bill really did have to go. He just didn't have the capacity that he used to. When he was done, he put on fresh lipstick and played with his bangs to separate them. He really wished he could have fit the brush into his little bag. As an afterthought, he also freshened his perfume, putting a dab behind each ear, on his wrist and, with another woman standing there watching him, between his breasts. He smiled at the woman but she didn't smile back. She looked as though she didn't approve of him. He really didn't care.

Gary was waiting in the lobby. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long." Bill said taking his arm as he rubbed up against him.

"I didn't mind." Gary told her.

As they walked out the door into the evening, Gary wasn't sure what would come next. He knew what he would like to happen, to make his fantasy come true, but he had no idea how to suggest it. It had to be Candy's idea.

It was an awkward moment for Bill too. It was nine thirty, according to the clock in the restaurant lobby. Gary had said over dinner that he was expected home by around midnight. That didn't give either of them time to play games, getting around to what they both wanted.

It began to seem that Gary wasn't going to say it so he'd have to. When Gary slid behind the wheel, Bill turned to him. He'd played this particular scene over and over in his head. "Dinner was wonderful Gary. I can't thank you enough."

Gary was happy she enjoyed it. "It was good, wasn't it."

"I don't know if it was the food or the company." Bill said smiling at him.

Gary caught on. "Definitely the company."

"I fibbed when I said I didn't want dessert." Bill said staring at him, with a hint of playfulness in his voice.

Gary didn't catch on this time. "Would you like to go somewhere else and get something?"

He was so naive. "Yes, but what I want we won't find on any menu." Bill put a hand on his thigh. "Is there someplace we can go?"

Gary was surprised and delighted by her directness. He'd only imagined this happening but he had checked to see if there was a place nearby where they could go, just in case. "There is a place."

Gary tried not to look too nervous as he signed the registration card, standing there at the front desk with Candy beside him. Surely the guy behind the desk could tell what was going on. He paid for the night but neither of them had a bag. Either it was common place for guests to check in this way or the man was the epitome of discretion.

Bill got a kick out of it as heads turned as they walked across the lobby and up the stairs to their room. Bill stepped inside as Gary held the door for him. He waited as Gary made sure it was securely locked.

It had been so long since Gary made love to any woman other than Nancy. He wasn't sure he remembered what to do. "I'm a little nervous." He admitted to Candy, feeling like a scared teenager.

This was a different man than the Gary he knew. It was refreshing. Bill tried a little honesty in return. "So am I." He replied with a modest grin. "Let's just go slow."

Candy's admitting she was nervous too helped. Gary to a step closer to her and put a hand of her soft cheek. "You're so beautiful. I can't believe I'm here with you. I can't believe what we're doing, what I'm doing."

Gary's touch made Bill sort of tingle all over. He put his hand over Gary's, holding it there.

"I'm glad you're here with me."

It took all of his nerve to step closer to Gary and look up into his eyes. He took his hand from Gary's and put it up behind his head. It took little coaxing for Gary to bring his face to his and their lips to press together.

Gary put his arm around him and drew him closer. Bill's chest was pressed firmly against Gary's as they stood there, their lips locked in a long sensuous kiss. Bill's knees actually felt a little weak when their lips finally parted. Neither of them said a word as Gary released him from the gentle embrace.

The silence was unnerving. The kiss made up his mind. If he could do this than he could do the rest. Bill reached behind his back and attempted to pull down the zipper. It was too awkward for him. He looked up to Gary and asked, "Would you get it for me?"

This was it. Gary already felt committed. More than that, he wanted her. "Sure."

It was funny to see him watch as he stepped out of the dress and tossed it onto a chair. "Do you like?" Bill asked, almost in a whisper.

"Very much." Bill said staring. God! She had a great body. He had no idea she was wearing the sexy garter belt under her dress. Nancy would look ridiculous in one of those but Candy looked like a model out of the Victoria's Secrets catalogs that Nancy got in the mail.

Gary started to peel off his jacket.

"No Gary. Let me." Bill told him. He went around behind him and pulled the jacket from his shoulders and threw it on the chair beside his dress.

With his hand following the contours of Gary's wide shoulders, Bill came around and stood in front of him. "Let me do this." He said, looking up into his face and smiling like a Cheshire cat. Bill slowly and deliberately untied his tie and pulled it out from under his collar. Next, he slowly unbuttoned each of his buttons from his collar to his waist. He tugged the shirt out of his pants and undid the last of the buttons. His cuffs were next. Gary wasn't wearing an undershirt and his hairy chest peeked out. Running his hand over his hairy chest seemed like the thing to do and judging by Gary's reaction when he did, he he was right.

The shirt landed on the floor, Bill missed the chair but neither of them cared.

"Let me." Was all Gary said as he reached around behind her back and unhooked her bra.

Gary expected her breasts to fall, the way Nancy's did without a bra. To his surprise, they remained erect. He hoped it was what she wanted him to do when he nervously cupped them in his hands and caressed them.

Bill stood there in nervous anticipation as the bra fell to the floor. He twitched at the touch of his warm hands on his sensitive skin. It was a very pleasant feeling to be touched so tenderly. He couldn't help closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling. Bill wanted to let him just go on caressing him but there were other things he wanted too.

Without saying anything he unbuckled Gary's belt and unbuttoned his pants. He pulled his zipper down slowly. His pants dropped to his ankles. For the first time he realized how excited Gary was by him. His erect penis pressed hard against his white cotton Jockeys. Could he actually go through with this? Could he go all the way?

It was Gary's turn as he stepped out of his pants, leaving them lay there in a bunch on the floor. Like in the movies, he scooped the petite figure up in his arms and laid her on the bed.

Bill never imagined he could be picked up so easily. Why not, he realized as Gary gently set him on the bed. He only weighed a little over a hundred pounds. He laid there, lifting first one leg then the other, as Gary unhooked the garter straps from his stockings. It felt so exciting as his hands touched the soft skin of his thighs then slid down to pull off his stockings. Only one hook held on the delicate garter belt and he lifted up so Gary could pull it out from under him.

He lay there almost naked with Gary standing over him wearing only his underpants. The way he looked at him was so exciting.

Looking down at her laying there waiting for him was like he only dreamed it would be. He and his friend, out of earshot from their wives, talked about things like this happening to them. But these were flights of fancy. These things don't happen to people like him but here he was, standing over a beautiful young woman who wanted him, only him.

He watched her eyes as he knelt on the bed beside her. Her panties could wait for a moment, he thought to himself as he settled down, only partially on top of her, bringing his lips to hers again.

Bill thought he'd feel heavier than he did, lying partially on top of him, but he didn't seem that heavy at all. Actually, the sensation was quite pleasant. Bill didn't mind being kissed again, he actually looked forward to it. There was more passion in their lips this time and he enjoyed it. Bill could feel himself getting wet inside.

Gary had been going with Nancy for years before they finally got married. Before he met her sex was just something that was self-gratifying. Nancy had taught him that there was so much more to making love. Gary was a willing student. He just hoped that Candy would enjoy the same things that Nancy did.

Bill jumped when Gary's hand touched his waist.

"Are you all right?" Gary asked, pulling his hand away, afraid he'd done something wrong.

Their faces were only inches apart. Bill looked up at him with a smile. "I'm fine. You just startled me for a second. Please don't stop." He pulled his lips back to his.

Nancy enjoyed a light touch. Candy seemed to also because he heard the subtle moan she made as they kissed. Gary brought his hand up to her breast and continued over it to her shoulders. His hand ever so gently caressed her arm down to her tiny wrist and back to her shoulder.

Bill could feel the goose bumps rise wherever he touched him. His gentle stroking excited him.

Gary finally broke off the kiss. There were other pleasures he could share with Candy and he wanted so much to please her. He scooted a little lower on the bed, still partially laying on top of her.

Bill didn't know what he'd do next but everything he did excited him so. He just lay there and let him do whatever he had in mind. When he felt his warm lips close over his nipple he felt a little wave of excitement coursed through him. When Gary's tongue started flicking his nipple, he couldn't help but arch his back, pushing his chest toward him. It felt so fantastic to feel Gary's warm touch on his tit, fondling it as his tongue drove him crazy. The sensation drove all reservation from his mind. Gary could do anything he wanted to him at that point. Bill didn't even realize he was making the moaning sounds that escaped his lips.

Gary was thrilled that she seemed to enjoy it so much. Nancy loved it but she didn't react the way Candy did. He couldn't seem to do anything wrong. She enjoyed it so much that he stopped for a second and said softly, "Spread your legs a bit."

Bill didn't know what he was going to do but he did what he asked. He still had his panties on so he wasn't too afraid of when he might do.

Gary slid over between her legs and laid back down on her. Both his hands could now caress her breasts. He alternated between them, sucking on her nipples.

"Oh God!" Bill couldn't help the words escaping his lips. It wasn't just what he was doing with his tongue or the way his hands squeezed his tits. The pressure of his body on top of him, particularly between his legs, felt so fantastic.

"Uhhh . . . Ohhh . . . "

Nancy enjoyed when he did this but not nearly as much as Candy seemed to. It made him want to do more. The more he squeezed the more she seemed to enjoy it. He was careful not to squeeze too hard though.

Bill finally couldn't take it any more. He thought he'd go crazy. He gently took Gary's head in his hands and lifted it from his chest. "Kiss me!" He told him. He needed a minute to recover.

That was fine with Gary. No longer did he straddle her. He was fully on top of her but he did lift himself slightly, using his elbows and knees. He was afraid of squashing her.

Bill was more than a little wet inside now. He wanted to feel Gary's tongue inside him, like Ray had done. After they'd kissed again for a few moments, he felt a little calmer. "Gary, take my panties off."

He was quick to oblige. He carefully slipped his thumbs under the material at her sides and slipped them off over her hips and down past her ankles. He quickly slid his underwear off too.

Bill didn't want to sound crass. He didn't know just how to tell Gary he wanted him to lick his pussy. It had been easy with Ray. Ray only understood crass. Gary was not like Ray, thank God. "Would you kiss me, here?" Bill put a finger between his legs and parted his pubic hair.

Nancy didn't like oral sex. It was just one of her hangups. He was glad Candy did. He slid up between her legs and put his hands under her beautiful round ass and lifted her slightly off the bed. It had been a long time since he'd done it but this was one of the things a guy doesn't forget once he'd done it a few times.

Bill was completely in Gary's control. He just lay there like a doll as Gary licked the sensitive pink skin in his crotch. His tongue was warm and wet and felt so good as it flicked up and down his clit. "Ahhh . . . "

Candy was much more vocal than Nancy but Gary doubted that she even realized how much noise she was making with her moaning. The ‘Ohhhs . . . ' and ‘Ahhhs . . . ' only encouraged him to do more to her.

Bill was ready. He couldn't stand it any more after a few minutes. Gary's tongue was driving him insane. Again he reached for his head and pulled it out from between his legs. Bill was scared but he wanted him now. He was so ready for it. "I want you inside me." He said, out of breath.

Gary knew she was ready. He was too. He was as hard as a rock. He slid forward and easily found the wet and waiting opening with the head of his dick. As wet as she was, she was really tight.

Bill didn't know it would hurt. "Easy." He said softly.

Gary was as gentle as he could be. "Let me have a couple of pillows." He told her. When she handed them to him, he lifted her and set them under her to raise her up. That way it might be easier. He entered her slowly, a little at a time.

Bill thought he was going to split. A little scream escaped his lips.

Gary was hurting her. He didn't understand. It wasn't like he had a bigger than average dick.

Then a thought dawned on him. Was Candy a virgin? Was this her first time? "Are you going to be all right? Maybe we shouldn't do this." He'd dreamed about having a virgin but he didn't want to hurt her.

It hurt but he'd come this far. "No! Don't stop. Just go easy."

He was glad she wanted him to try again. He had an idea. "Let me see if I can't open you up a little first." He suggested.

Bill knew what he wanted to do. "Alright."

His middle finger slid in easily. It was less than half the size of his gorged penis. He slid it in and out slowly at first, until he felt Candy begin to relax and open up.

Bill felt the finger ride up and down the ridge of his vagina. There was no pain, in fact it felt wonderful. He too could feel himself open up with the motion of Gary's finger. "Please, try again." He pleaded. He wanted to feel him inside him more than ever. He had to have him inside him.

Her breathing was fast paced. She wanted him and he wanted her. This time he slid right in with ease.

"Oh God, Oh God . . . "

Gary pumped in and out slowly at first. He still worried that he'd hurt her.

"Ahhh . . . "

"Shush" Gary whispered. He wondered if there was anyone in the room next door. If there was, surely they'd hear her screams.

Bill tried not to cry out. He covered his mouth with his hand. It was a feeling to die for. Not better than masturbating, not worse. It was a feeling he couldn't begin to describe. All he knew was that he didn't want it to end.

Gary didn't have the greatest staying power. He always regretted that he couldn't hold out much longer than he did. He felt his climax coming and there was nothing he could do to stop it. His cum pumped out inside her and he relished the feeling as long as it lasted.

Bill was disappointed that it was over so quickly. He wanted more. "That was wonderful." He told Gary, cradling his handsome face in his hands and drawing him to him again. This time Bill did more than press his lips to Gary's. He flashed his tongue into his mouth and French kissed him. His motive was to excite him enough to get another rise out of him. He desperately wanted more.

When they came back to the bed from the bathroom, Candy crawled under the covers. He slid under them with her.

Bill immediately climbed on top of him. Gary seemed to enjoy French kissing and Bill wanted him excited again. He was well aware of the dick beneath him and he prayed for a reaction to his kisses. None came.

Gary rarely got two erections in one night but he wanted another as badly as Candy did. He had to try not to think about it and just enjoy the feel of her on top of him, kissing him passionately. He was frustrated that he wasn't responding.

There was one other thing he could try, Bill decided. If anyone had every told him that there'd come a day when he'd willingly, no, anxiously give another man a blow job he wouldn't have believed it. He slid down under the covers, out of sight. It was better that he couldn't see it very well as he took the limp dick in his hand and squeezed it gently. He brought his mouth down to it and licked its head. Bill was glad Gary had washed. Still, he could smell his cum on him. It didn't stop him. He felt Gary's body stiffen as his lips closed over the hood of his dick and slide down over the slick smooth skin. With his other hand he cradled his balls, squeezing them gently. It was the technique Tina used on him in the past and he almost always responded to it. In a moment, so did Gary.

It felt so good. It surprised Gary that she seemed so skillful at what she was doing. He was certain that she was a virgin up until tonight. How did a virgin learn to do what she did? No matter, he decided. He was hard again and he wanted her, now. He threw the covers back off them.

Bill was thrilled that he got Gary so hard so soon. He came up smiling.

"Sit on me." Gary told her. This was how Gary preferred it but not Nancy. She always wanted the missionary position. It was alright but Gary got more out of it the other way.

Bill was ready to try anything. He'd watched Tina as he rode him and she seemed to really enjoy it. Guiding Gary's dick into him, he settled down on top of it, taking its full length inside him. At first, it felt as if it was so big he'd gag. But then it eased up. He rode Gary up and down feeling his swollen dick rub inside him as he moved. It was an amazing feeling. Again, he didn't want the feeling to end. Eventually it did, in a mind numbing orgasm for Candy.

For a long time they just lay there, holding each other in the dark. Snuggling was never something that appealed much to Bill but tonight, it felt so good. Gary held him close against him and while the feeling was nothing like what they did earlier, he was quite content to just feel him against him. It was such a warm and safe feeling. He could have stayed like that all night.

Bill was never going to be able to look at this man the same way again. What they shared tonight he'd never forget. No matter that he'd once again be just another guy, he'd never feel the same way about him again. How cruel that he'd never again experience what he had with him. In a few days it would all be just a wonderful memory.

Gary just happened to glance at the clock. It was almost midnight. "Candy, we have to go."

"Do we have to?" Bill asked, nuzzling his chest, kissing him there.

"I'm afraid so." Gary said.

His hair was a disaster but there was nothing much he could do about it. Gary had a comb and all Bill could do was take it down and try and brush it out to look like something. He fixed his makeup in his underwear, beside Gary who stood there enjoying watching him. It was so satisfying, the way he looked at him that way.

They hurried through the quiet lobby, dropping the keys on the desk on the way out. The guy behind the desk simply smiled and said goodnight as they passed. It was nearly a forty-five minute ride back to Bill's apartment, and another twenty to Gary's house. Bill sat beside Gary the whole way home, sometimes holding his hand, other times simply resting his hand on Gary's leg.

Gary went around and opened her door. It was late and he had to hurry. At the door, they kissed goodnight passionately. "I had a wonderful time." Bill told him sincerely.

"So did I." Gary agreed, "I won't forget you."

"I'll never forget you either. Nancy's a lucky girl."

Gary was a little surprised to hear her say that. She wasn't the person he thought she was. She was really sweet. "A guy's going to come along and make you happy some day. He's going to be pretty lucky guy."

He was late and he was going to be in trouble. "Maybe. You better get going." There was lipstick on his cheek. Bill wiped it off with a tissue from his bag. "Go."

Bill watched him pull out onto the street. He drove pretty fast. Bill hoped he wouldn't get into an accident or something. He worried that Nancy would be mad at him. Bill's intent had been to simply use him to experience sex as a woman. What Gary did for him was so much more, his wants changed to something else. Gary had been a tender, caring and passionate lover.

 

Chapter 10

Once Gary was gone Bill got ready for bed quickly. He hid his black dress, garter belt and stockings, folding them neatly with their store labels, to return them.

He rushed to get ready for bed. Bill didn't want to be awake when Tina got home. He didn't want to talk to her or anyone else. He just wanted to go to sleep, thinking about all that he'd experienced that night.

The sheets were cold and unfriendly when he climbed into bed, not at all like when he laid in that other bed, beside Gary. There was still that feeling between his legs, a nice warm, wet feeling.

Tina was nervous as she drove home from the pub. She was the lead of a three car caravan. She'd pretended to call home around eleven to talk to Bill. When she hung up the phone, she told the others that apparently Bill had taken off and said he wouldn't be back till morning. She said that Candy said he'd gone fishing all night with one of his friends. "The bitch was so fucking snotty." Tina told them.

Tina entered the dark apartment very quietly, not wanting to wake Bill up. She snuck down the hall to the bedroom door, praying that she'd find Bill sleeping soundly. He was. She tip toed back to the living room. The four guys were standing outside quietly waiting.

Tina had made sure that each of them had plenty to drink that night. Sober, they might have chickened out and not gone along with her plan. They were all well lit and hot to trot.

"She's in my God damn bed!" She said in an angry whisper waving for them to come in. Jack closed the door behind them.

"Put on your masks." She reminded them. Tina wasn't taking any chances. With ski masks on Bill would have no idea who his assailants were. She'd warned them about not talking too much, telling them if they had to say anything, to disguise their voices.

"You've got it?" Tina asked Kevin. He was supposed to bring the blindfold and tape.

Standing there looking so ominous in his ski mask. Kevin showed her the items. "I've got them he whispered." He was looking forward to teaching the bitch a lesson. He'd tried to talk to Gina that afternoon, after she'd had a little time to calm down. Well, she hadn't calmed down, not a bit. She was talking about him moving out.

Kevin would blindfold Bill and tape his mouth before he woke the whole complex. The blindfold was for insurance. The guys would keep the ski masks on the whole time.

"Do it!" Tina said impatiently.

Ray couldn't wait. The others didn't know how she'd used him last night. They'd never find out from him. Where the hell did this broad get the nerve to do that to him and then call Joyce, just to get him in trouble. She was a sick bitch and she deserved what they were about to do to her. The fact that he was going to really enjoy it was something else altogether. Ray led the other three down the hall.

Jack put the alarm clock on the floor. He didn't know why Tina asked him to do it before they started on the girl but he didn't care, he just did it. He had other things on his mind.

Kevin went to the far side of the bed with Jimmy. Jimmy's and Jack's job was to grab her arms while Kevin taped her mouth and Ray tied the blindfold over her eyes. The four made eye contact when they were ready. Ray gave the nod.

"What the fu . . . "

Tina thought she'd go watch, just for the satisfaction. Now that it was actually happening, she didn't feel like she could. She went outside, closing the door behind her. Outside she could barely hear the muffled screams that came from the bedroom. Tina took a long slow walk around the complex. It was so quiet and peaceful this late at night. It was like she was alone in the world. She couldn't help but to quietly reflect what she'd done. Wasn't he being taught the lesson he deserved? Of course he was! What bothered her was, aside from a few moments in the past week, Bill had changed in so many ways. It was much more than his physical change. In small, subtle ways he was more thoughtful and kinder.

Tina tried not to think about what was happening back at her place. She hoped they wouldn't hurt him too badly.

As she thought about the past week, she did remember his more characteristic moments, when his true colors came through. His preoccupation with himself, what pleased him and to hell with what others wanted. He still had his own agenda.

She had nearly circled the entire complex. Tina looked at her watch. She'd been gone what? Almost half an hour. She saw their cars were still there when she came around the neighboring building and across the parking lot. That was enough she decided.

There were no more muffled screams to be heard as she stood just inside the front door. There was a thumping noise every couple of seconds. Tina stood at the end of the hallway, looking down toward the bedroom door. It was closed. She was reluctant to go down there, for fear of what she might see but she had to, she knew she had to go stop it now.

She paused with her hand on the door knob. The thumping was louder now. Tina felt heartsick as she opened the door a crack, just enough to see in. In the reflection from her dresser mirror, she could see Jimmy kneeling on the bed between Bill's legs. Bill was on his knees and Jimmy was driving his cock hard into his asshole. The thumping was Bill's head hitting the headboard. Tina couldn't see his face from where she stood. God, she didn't think they'd do that to him. How awful!

The other three were standing around the bed watching. All were naked from the waist down.

Tina saw enough. She pulled the door almost closed and knocked softly on the outside.

Kevin heard the knock. He went to the door knowing who it had to be. He opened it slightly and looked around it, hiding his nakedness.

"Isn't that enough?" Tina whispered. He looked so scary in the ski mask, she thought to herself. She'd have been terrified to wake up and see four guys standing over her in those. Poor Bill.

"Just a couple minutes more. Jack and I haven't had our seconds." Kevin pushed the door closed.

‘Seconds?' Once was enough, Tina thought to herself. She went back to the living room and waited. Surely they'd be out soon. Five minutes passed. Ten.

Tina went back and peeked in the door. Oh God! Bill was on his knees on the floor, naked. He had on the blindfold still but the tape was gone off his mouth. In his hand he held Jack's enormous cock. If it wasn't for the tears running down his face one would have thought he was sucking on it willingly. Just as Tina was about to look away, she saw Jack grab him by the back of the head and thrust it so deep down his throat that Bill had to be gagging on it. There was no mistaking that Jack was climaxing as he held Bill's head there. The look on Jack's face said it all.

Again, Tina knocked lightly on the outside of the bedroom door.

"Ok, we're done." Kevin whispered to her. We'll be out in a minute. Get ready." Kevin closed the door and gave the others a silent signal. Kevin, Jimmy and Jack started pulling on their underwear and pants.

Ray wasn't satisfied yet. Candy was lying on the floor, all curled up and crying. The bitch deserved everything she got from them, and more. Ray used a deep, throaty voice as he said, "One more little treat from me sweet thing." He picked her up and laid her over the edge of the bed, face up. She didn't have any fight left in her. Ray spread her legs wide. He had one more left in him and he was ready.

Bill felt it plunge deep inside him as he lay there. He had only the strength to whimper softly.

"Please, no more."

Ray smiled down at her. "Fuck you bitch." He drove it harder into her, as hard as he could, relentlessly. It didn't take long before he felt himself ready to explode. Ray pulled it out and shot it on her chest. He grinned, looking at the milky fluid all over her chest and tits.

Kevin put a hand on Ray's shoulder, to remind him they had to get out of there. As they rehearsed it, Jack went out in the hall and from there said in his disguised voice. "Someones pulling into the parking lot. Let's get out of here."

Someone was coming, Bill heard one of them say as if off in the distance. Bill rolled over, slid off the bed and curled up on the floor in a fetal position. He heard the footfalls as they raced down the hall. It wasn't the front door he heard opening but the back sliding door. They ran out the back. They were gone and that was all that mattered. Bill didn't even have the strength to cry. He laid there, curled up, sobbing.

It was supposed to be an act, Tina's rushing in and calling out Bill's name in a panic. It wasn't all an act. Her heart truly went out to him as she burst into the bedroom and saw him lying there that way.

"Billy, Billy! What's happened!?" She knew what happened and she felt awful about what she'd done. She dropped to the floor and cradled him in her lap, holding his naked, frail, sobbing body.

Bill couldn't speak. He felt relief with Tina there with him and he found the strength only to cry uncontrollably.

It was after four in the morning before she got him cleaned up, the bed linen changed and him back under the covers. She held him, lying there beside him stroking his head, until he finally fell asleep.

They didn't even leave the house Sunday. Bill never left the bed. He spoke very little that day, sleeping on and off. His sleep was fitful and Tina wondered what he dreamed. On the few occasions when he was awake, he tried to talk about it but he just broke out crying each time. Tina stayed close by to comfort him.

Monday came and Bill didn't care about going to the doctor. Tina had to convince him to go, for his own good. Bill went into a rage when Tina suggested he should let the doctor check him over, after what they'd done to him Saturday night. Bill insisted that no one was going to touch him, much less examine him. Tina didn't press the issue.

Bill didn't even ask why when Tina pulled up in front of the bank and handed him a blank check to sign. As bad as she felt for him, her plans hadn't changed. Her reasons for leaving had changed though. Her relationship with Bill was over when she first mixed the fateful ingredients a week ago. Now, she couldn't bring herself to look her friends in the eye, much less Bill.

Bill was going to need the kind of help she couldn't give him. As sorry as Tina felt for the girl sitting beside her on the seat of the pickup, she'd be of no help to him in his coming to terms with what he now was. They'd lock her up along side him if she tried to tell anyone that she changed him into a woman with a witch's brew. No, she had to leave.

Tina went inside and withdrew all that was left in Bill White's account. Candy would never be able to get her hands on it anyway, under the circumstances.

They were a few minutes early for Bill's appointment. Tina sat him down in the waiting room and said, "I forgot something at home I need to go get. Just wait here."

Tina never felt more guilty and ashamed in her life as she took the two big suitcases down off of the shelf in the back of the hall closet and packed up everything she owned. The phone rang as she was ready to walk out the door for the last time. She looked back at the phone and hesitated for a second. It was with regret that she turned away from it and closed the door behind her.

It was a short drive to the bus depot. She parked the pickup and locked the keys inside. At the counter, she bought a ticket for Atlanta, Georgia.

That was over five years ago.

Tina and Debbie grew apart. It was hard to maintain a long distance friendship and Tina just couldn't bring herself to go back there and visit. Debbie only rarely was able to get away to visit her. They called each other about every three months though.

"So how's Richard doing?" Debbie asked.

"They gave him another promotion last month. He'd district sales manager now." Tina told her all excited.

"So I suppose the four of you will be moving into a bigger house." It would be the second move for them in two years. Debbie was more than a little jealous of her old friend. First, she escaped from this place. Then she lands a good job in a little marketing firm. The best was when she met Richard and fell in love. "How are the girls doing?"

"Christen is in preschool now and doing wonderfully. Diana is a handful. I can't wait till she's old enough to start." Tina's girls were her world now, along with Richard. He was the most wonderful man a girl could ask for. He was kind, loving, thoughtful, a good provider and a wonderful father. Tina had never been happier.

They talked for an hour. "Oh, I almost forgot. You won't believe this." Debbie suddenly said, all excited.

"What?"

"Scott and Candy are expecting again." Debbie couldn't believe they were having another.

Not with all they'd been through. Scott was an angel for sticking with her through it all.

"Another one!? How old are Kara and Michael now?" Tina couldn't believe she was pregnant again. It had been a long time since she thought of Candy as the man he once was. It had been a long road for her but she seemed to have come to terms with herself. It took years of therapy for her to put the past aside and go on. Thank God she had Scotty to stand by her.

She also had Gary and Nancy. Tina never understood why, but they became good friends with Candy. Aunt Nancy and Uncle Gary were very close to the kids.

"Kara's starting Kindergarten in the fall. She is such a darling little thing. Scott dotes over her. Michael's an unholy terror. He must be four now. She can't go anywhere without him hanging on her."

"How's Candy handling everything?" The guilt she felt for walking out on her was something she'd had to live with every day of her life.

There had been a lot of fuss over Bill's disappearance but that died down long ago. The police had found Tina in Atlanta and questioned her at length. Candy's story about being Bill White was never taken seriously but as a result, Candy spent a long time under court ordered care.

"Pretty well. She's still in therapy a couple of times a month but she seems happy enough. You should see her since she lost all the weight after Michael was born. She almost got her old figure back before she got pregnant again."

Tina was glad to hear she was doing so well.

 

 

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