"I've never eaten... a woman this sweet." This guitarist's rough, calloused fingers are rubbing inside me, making me wet... Wanting him to hold me gently, I keep on lying to him. A regular at the caf? I work at is the guitarist of a band I love. I'm so lucky to work so close to the performer I love! However, he's completely convinced that I'm a man... One day I tried putting on a skirt and makeup, but rather than noticing "me", he fell in love with the "dressed-as-a-woman me"!? After continuing the charade and disguising (?) myself as a woman, I ended up becoming his. My feelings of guilt and misery just keep on piling up...