As the fan continued to whir, I was awakened from my daydream by the doorbell ranging, I wiped my tear streaked face with a towel and slipped on my shorts.As the fan continued to whir, I was awakened from my daydream by the doorbell ranging, I wiped my tear streaked face with a towel and slipped on my shorts. When I pulled open the door a friend of mine, Wendy, bounced in full of excitement and life. Wendy had just been shopping and thought that I could use some company. She said that her apartment was full of the day's purchases and she wanted to model everything for me. Since her hair was now cut very short she said had even bought a long wig for a more soft feminine appearance on special occasions. But even with her short hair there was no doubt that Wendy was all woman, her curvaceous body was the envy of every woman and the lust of every man who saw her. She had an athletic body that told you she worked out, but she didn't allow herself to become all skin and bones, you could see her womanly figure tugging at her bra, and her full hips filling her skirt. |