Chapter 6: Brian Becomes a Sissy, Part 1

Helena joined the other Master’s graduates, tossing her ceremonial mortarboard into the air when they tossed theirs. She had decided she’d take the following year off to add a teaching degree to her Master of Philosophy postgraduate degree instead of continuing straight on to her PhD. That would ensure she had a backup if she failed to achieve it. All but one of her fellow Master’s students were taking jobs in various industries. The exception, Nadine Bagley, intended to continue directly on to her PhD in nursing.

After the ceremony, Helena and her study group went to the Victory Hotel on Edward Street, Brisbane CBD, for a celebratory meal and drinks. She was at the bar getting drinks when she noticed a tall, lean man of about her age eying her up and down. There was something about the man that set Helena’s heart fluttering immediately. Her nether region became wet as she imagined him between her slender, shapely thighs. It was made worse because the young man smiled at her with a raised eyebrow as if intuiting her thoughts. Helena’s face flushed, and she hurriedly grabbed the tray of drinks and walked back to her table.

“Who’s the hunk?” Shelley, one of her fellow Master’s students asked.

“No idea,” Helena said, her head turning to look at the man. It didn’t help that he was still looking at her and smiling. She decided to take the bull by the horns, and given there was a band playing, Helena marched up to the man and said, “Care to dance?”

“Yes. Brian. You’re pretty hot.”

“Thanks. Helena. You’re not so bad yourself.”

Helena and Brian moved to the small dance floor where a band was playing covers of eighties and nineties rock songs. They began dancing, each delighted when they found the other could actually dance, and pretty soon, almost the entire bar’s attention was on them as they rocked and jived on the wooden dance floor.

“You can dance!” Helena exclaimed breathlessly.

“So can you!” Brian replied, smiling.

“Women typically can. Men usually can’t. Other than the white-boy shuffle.”

“What?” Brian said teasingly. “Can’t men do everything a woman can?”

“Well, the reverse is true, but I’m not sure what you said is.”

“Oh no! Another feminist!” Brian pretended to grouse.

“Yes. But not a man-hating one. However, I believe that if you had to wear the heels, panties, and skirts and have the babies, you’d be much more respectful of women.”

“I take it you’re celebrating? What’s the occasion?”

“I earned my Master’s in Philosophy today. My friends at the table also got their Master’s, although in different fields.”

“Really? Well done. Ready for a drink?”

Helena grinned. “Is this where you spike my drink and whisk me away to have your wicked way with me?”

“Darn! Foiled again.”

They got drinks, but it was apparent the desire between them was rampant, and after only a couple of sips, Helena said, “Want to blow this place and go somewhere to fuck?”

“Yours or mine?”

“Yours,” Helena said in a teasing tone. “That way, if you’re a psycho stalker, you don’t know where I live.”

“And I won’t know where to send the cops when my bunny turns up boiled?”

“You have a bunny?”

“Stop stalling, woman, and let’s go!”

They almost ran outside and jumped into a cab that had just dropped some people off. The cabbie was treated to some raw action as things got hot and heavy in the backseat on their way to Brian’s place. The cabbie’s head snapped around when he heard Brian exhale a deep, guttural groan. He grinned when he saw Helena had gotten Brian’s dick out and was busily deep-throating him. His chuckle opened Brian’s eyes, and he exchanged a grin and a wink with the driver before letting his head fall back and enjoying his illicit blowjob.