I met Lydia while living in Florida. I had recently won a law suit and didn’t need to find employment for a while, so I spent the first three months partying. A good friend had sponsored my membership at a well known and popular yacht club. They had a public side and a members-only side; the members-only side had better bands and more folks.If you parked your yacht and paid the docking fees, admission to the members’ side was free. Otherwise, admission was for members, or in the company of one, and rigidly enforced. I paid the yearly membership and spent countless nights up there. It was on one of those nights that I met Lydia. She was a tall, tanned brunette whose looks made her a much desired target of men, and some women, on the prowl.I tried to start a conversation and was ignored, I figured she had heard every pick-up line that started a simple conversation. So I ignored the cold shoulder she gave me. Later I just happened to bump into bahis siteleri her while enjoying breakfast at a local Denny’s. We started chatting and we both felt an attraction . We started dating and sleeping together shortly after that chance meeting.Halloween was less than month away, so one evening we stayed in deciding what we would wear. Now, I love Halloween, and won many prizes back home for my Dracula and Frankenstein Monster costumes over the years. She had a different idea. “I want to dress you as a Dominatrix . . . and I will be your slave,” she stated. “You want to dress me up as a woman? Not going to happen,” was my response.”Oh come on, it’s Halloween, what’s it going to hurt?” she questioned. “I am not going out in public dressed as a woman,” I responded. She begged for me to to change my mind. “Look, even if I said yes I would still look like a man wearing a dress,” I insisted. “You need to have faith in me. I would not let canlı bahis siteleri you look ridiculous,” she added. This discussion lasted for 2 days, until finally I agreed to her wishes.The next time I spent the night she measured me as though for a new suit, and just smiled when I asked why. Finally Halloween arrived. It was on a Saturday. Lydia asked me to come over and spend the day and I agreed. The party didn’t start until 8:00 pm so we had plenty of time. It was at about 5:00 pm that there was a knock on her door. Lydia admitted a tall woman laden down with suitcases. “This is Queenie,” she said in the way of an introduction.Lydia poured wine and we all had a drink and chatted. Queenie studied my face at different angles; it was a little uncomfortable. She finally spoke. ” Well, you are correct,” she said addressing Lydia, “he has excellent skin. This shouldn’t be a problem.” Lydia took me to the bathroom where she assisted canlı bahis me in shaving my underarms and legs. Thankfully I was, and am not one of those males covered with hair, but I was beginning to regret agreeing to her request, as this had not been discussed.After a shower and wrapped in a towel, I returned to the living room. Lydia then excused herself, heading to the bathroom to begin her own Halloween makeup. Queenie had opened a professional makeup case and set up some extra lighting. She bade me take a seat where she combed my hair back and then secures it under a net. She immediately went to work on mw. The only mirror was face down on that table, so I could not track her progress.I expressed my doubt in her efforts and she responded with a laugh. “I am one of the top makeup artists in South Florida. If I charged you for this, it would cost you big-time.” I remained silent as she worked, and about 2 1/2 hours later she handed me a long dark wig and gave me instructions on how to don it. She double checked it and then ran a brush through it and sprayed some hairspray.”OK,” she said, “tell me what you think now.” She held up the large mirror that had been face down.