Evan Sky, lay cuddled in Mysty's arms covered by the satin sheets on Mysty's very comfortable bed. She had been very nervous when She was announced last night upon her arrival, “Miss Eva Skye and her escort Mister Cloud” Her Name and Mysty's, both had new age parents Evan Clear Sky, and Mystery Silver Cloud. Hmm, so easy to think in the feminine pronoun. It was wonderful to be treated so nice.

She knew for certain they were in love at least she , um he was sure of it. Evan had been so nervous as they entered, sure that someone would point out he was a guy in a dress. But Mysty never treated her, um him other than as a beautiful woman. Mysty had danced with Evan all night long. There were so many men that came up to try and dance with Evan or Mysty. Each time Evan would feel skittish and cling tighter to Mysty. Most the time they came in pairs, “Good evening ladies, Let's enjoy a few dances with one another.”

Mostly they were that courteous, Mysty just deflected them saying “Sorry But Miss Skye promised me all her dances to night fella's maybe next time.” Evan had just blushed and pressed her, ah himself closer to Mysty.

Mysty only gave me up once to Mister Lang the Founder of Lang Electronics that she, why was it so hard to keep this right he, Evan had done the installation. It was so different being led about the dance floor all night. Mysty had led her all night long and now Mr. Lang was pressed up against Evan doing the same thing. Evan was flustered by the feelings that being the girl was nice. The dance with Mister Lang was interesting, he had offered Miss Skye a permanent position as IT Security. Though the way it was offered Evan felt it also might require another position that Miss Skye would rather not be filled in.

Before Miss Skye had a chance to answer, Mrs. Lang appeared, “I think my husband has had more fun with Miss Skye than he should have. Sorry Miss Skye I should have rescued you sooner, My Husband thinks he is Gods gift , and forgets he is married.”

Evan had blushed, “um it was okay, he was not too bad.” Though Evan had been very uncomfortable feeling Mr. Lang's hard member pressed against her stomach. Though Mr. Lang's hands on his, her? tush were a little disconcerting as well. The memory of Mysty doing the same just made her want to dance more with Mysty

Mrs. Lang looked at her husband, “Well at least you showed better taste in a possible Mistress for once. If you offered her a job, you had better keep that promise and no hanky panky. Miss Skye is attached or did you not notice her Escort.” About that time Mysty had arrived with four flutes of champagne. Mysty was quite the amazon, taller than Mr. Lang by at least three inches, though the thirteen centimeter heels were the difference.

Mysty handed out one to each, kissing Miss Skye lightly on the lips.“ Well here is too the new IT Security Officer of Lang Electronics.” Turns out Mysty and Mrs Lang had been dancing together near by and heard the offer. Mysty whispered into Evan's ear, “You did well my sweet girl, he has no Idea that you have so much more to offer.” she had giggles and kissed Evan hard.

Evan had blushed even more, Mrs Lang asked, “So will you be Marrying our Dear Miss Skye soon Mysty?” Evan had sputtered, Mysty never missed a beat.

Mysty took Evans hand, “Just as soon as we can find her the right Wedding Gown.” Mysty had kissed Miss Skye so well she just nodded in agreement. WEDDING GOWN for me she thought, hmm sounds dreamy as long as its for Mysty. Evan clung to Mysty her mind reeling.

Miss Skye enjoyed every moment. So much that Mysty had to clean her up three times. Miss Skye had never had so many, she blushed at the thought, orgasms. They had gone to the Ladies room for the third time that night, just after talking to the Lang's. The had squeezed into a stall together.

Evan remembered the conversations she over heard in the Ladies room.“ They are both so gorgeous, I am glad they are lesbians.” “I know, who would have thought that mousy little Skye would turn out to be such a beauty.” “Well she was always dressed in those coveralls, she must have been wearing a sports bra considering how big she is, they're probably fake.” “She must be quite the slut her stockings are wet.” they all had giggled, till Evan had stepped out of the stall. The gossips had quickly made an exit after having been caught.

Mysty had come out right behind her, “Yes you are quite the slut, and your mine.” Evan remembered thinking I am really Mysty's. Then Mysty's kiss had very nearly caused another squirt. Mysty refreshed their makeup and they had gone back out and danced and kissed the night away. Evan felt know doubt that she belonged to Mysty from that point on.

Miss Skye shuddered again, Mysty roused, “Oh my darling little girl giving me more of her sweet cream.” Mysty hugged her tighter and slid back to sleep. Somehow Miss Skye had not slipped from out of Mysty during the night, not that she wanted too it felt so very nice. Evan was happier than ever, even with the long hair, breast forms, waist nipper and stockings still on. It all felt so very delicious, what did it mean, not that important to worry about. The satin sheets, the silky feel of Mysty, the sweet mixture of the scent Mysty chose for them.

Evan and Mysty ha danced for a little bit more but the Men had started to get crude. “How about letting a man give this slut a spin around the floor sure she'd like it better” Evan had slapped a couple of guys before they decided to make their way out. At the edge of the dance floor Mysty had kissed Miss Skye almost causing smoke to come from her/his ears.

They had left the party just after that. The limo ride to Mysty's apartment was one long kiss it seemed Miss Sky was in the Clouds. She did not even remember the walk up to the apartment. Well Evan did notice Mysty had carried her over the threshold, and gently laid Miss Skye on the bed. Evan vaguely remembered Mysty taking off the dress and shoes. Even the relief Evan felt as the gaff was removed. Miss Skye really remembered Mysty straddling her and making love in missionary position. That's how Miss Skye felt, I love Mysty and I want to wear a gown for our wedding.

Mysty woke to find her and Evan still entwined, she kissed her Miss Skye awake. “Want some breakfast dear one.” She slid out of bed grabbing a red silk robe, pulling it on. She laid a green one on the bed for Evan. Evan followed her out but not before stopping at the mirror and putting on lipstick and straightening her hair. Evan put the gaff back on as well. Evan did not think he had taken that long, but Mysty had already plated Omelets for them both with juice and toast. “Mysty you're amazing, it would have taken me another twenty minutes to put this together.”

Mysty held Evan's chair as she sat. “Just thirty all total, but you took the time to look nice for me, you will get quicker with practice my Miss Skye.” Mysty had kissed her on the cheek, and then sat across from her.

Evan wondered do I want to practice, “Um Just wanted to look nice for you Mysty as you have been do very nice to me. Um I am not sure......” Evan stopped or was she sure, there once again She not he. Miss Skye wept, “I just don't understand Mysty.”

Mysty was there picked Evan up and took her to the couch. Mysty sat down and pulled her Miss Skye onto her lap. “Shh, easy my sweet girl. Whatever you want you can keep dressing or stop now stop at anytime, you're mine no matter what you choose.” Mysty kissed Evan tenderly. “Now Evan, are we going shopping for Evan or Miss Skye, you can take your time to decide go take a shower. There's solvent to get the breast forms off in the red bottle on the sink. If you choose to keep them make sure to use the Tea Tree shampoo and Conditioner twice before getting out of the Shower. I'll be there when you get out to sort your Hair out. Now scoot my darling and if you need help just give me a yell.” Mysty swatted Evan's but as he scooted to the bathroom.

Evan saw the red bottle, she looked in the Mirror. There was a beautiful woman looking back, with quite the rack. Evan picked up the solvent and read the directions.

As Evan stepped out of the shower Mysty was there with a stack of towels, “Oh My Miss Skye, are you sure this is your choice? I have to hear you say it beloved.”

Evan smiled as Mysty had started patting her dry, “Yes Mysty I choose to be Your Miss Skye. I don't understand why but it feels right for me at the moment.” An hour later they were on the way to Jenny Woo's. Miss Skye had tried on so many different outfits. They had picked out a Suit and a sundress, which Miss Skye wore to Lunch.

After lunch Mysty took Miss Skye to Wicked Chamber, where they bought panties, balconet bras, under the bust corsets, and scads of fun lingerie. But Miss Skye's favorite item was a Naughty School Girl outfit. After playing in the Wicked Chamber all the afternoon, Miss Skye suggested Her favorite restaurant for Dinner.

Miss Skye had fun all day long till they walked into the restaurant and realized they might recognize Evan in a dress. Miss Skye went from leading Mysty in to trying to pull her back out the door. Mysty knew right away, pulling Miss Skye into a hug, kissing Evan lightly on the lips, “Miss Skye you will be fine they will not be thinking you Evan in a dress, but how to get into that sexy woman's panties.”

Evan Smiled, and let Mysty steer her back inside, but panicked a little when he realized they wanted in her panties. They were seated and it was all smiles. A bottle of wine was sent to them by a group of guys, which they declined. They caught a Community Theater production of HMS Pinafore, had drinks afterward.

Back at Mysty's they were sitting on the couch. Miss Skye thought about how a little sarcasm had gone a long way. She kissed Mysty, “Darling do you really want me as your wife?”