ROBERTO’S SECRET by Spanky De Bautumn

As the sun broke through the window the following morning, Justin's head was beating like a bass drum and the parade was just beginning. When he finally opened his eyes and seeing the forty-something queen without her wig and makeup, the night's activities all came rushing back to him faster
than he could rush to the bathroom for his first session of driving the porcelain bus. After splashing some water in his face he couldn't get out of there fast enough. He was sick and disgusted with himself for what he thought was a momentary loss of judgment. But as the weeks passed by he found himself reminiscing about that night and it always caused a stirring in his loins.

He finally came to terms with himself and determined that he was not gay but the she male experience was a desire he wanted to explore in more detail. So, on out of town business trips he would often frequent the alternative bars, which lead to his being in the club that night.

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The hotel in which Justin was staying was only about half a mile from the club. As Cody followed Justin's rental, she was having one anxiety attack after another and twice almost turned around and high tailed it back home. But, buoyed by the confidence alcohol can give, she was determined this would be the night. After all, all cross-dressers have fantasized about having sex with a man at one time or
another while dressed as a girl and here was a nice looking hot young stud who was obviously willing and wanted it just as bad.

It was after two in the morning and there wasn't much activity in the lobby as they walked hand in hand to the elevator. A few intoxicated out of towners gave them admiring and envious glances while they waited for it to return to the main floor. When Justin opened the door to the room Cody's stomach did a flip-flop. But she took a deep breath and high heeled her best feminine sway into the room knowing that Justin was standing at the door and watching her walk the walk. Cody started to sit on the bed
but thought that might be a bit presumptuous and sat in one of the overstuffed armchairs by the small round table next to the kitchenette.