Dirty Drag 2: The Night Drags On

get out of bed yet, though.
    “It’s early.” Rick sounded a lot more awake then Ashley.
    “Why are we up then?”

    “I have to be at my parents’ house by eight thirty. We’re doing a weekend camping trip, and I promised I’d be there. I already have my stuff loaded in my truck or I’d have had to get up even earlier.”
    It was too early for Ashley to even think about camping. Did he even know anyone that had ever been camping before now? He certainly hadn’t been. “That sounds like a really fun time,” being stuck in the woods surrounded by family. Ashley didn’t say the last part aloud.
    “Yeah, we like to do something as a family at least once a month. It’ll be a good time.” Rick stepped into the bedroom, he was already dressed and freshly shaven. He smiled at Ashley apologetically, “I’m sorry I have to rush you out of here.”
    “Oh,” was all Ashley said, as he suddenly realized he wasn’t sure how to get home. He couldn’t walk home in the outfit he was wearing last night. He’d probably be mistaken for a hooker and end up being arrested. In addition, he really didn’t want to have to sit in a taxi like that either. “That’s cool, Rick. I should probably get home anyway. Is there any possibility that you might have a shirt I can borrow or something?”
    Rick seemed to think about it for a minute. “You know I think my sister left something here that will fit you. I’ll be right back.” When Rick returned, he was carrying a gray hoodie and also Ashley’s skirt, panties, and heels. “I put your other stuff in a bag by the door.”
    “When you said ‘rush,’ you weren’t kidding.” Ashley mumbled. He was naked as he got out of the bed and walked over to Rick, “I’ll take these and use the bathroom and be ready in a jiffy.”
    Before Ashley could turn towards the bathroom, Rick stopped him by cupping his cheek. “I really am sorry we have to be in such a hurry.” He rubbed his thumb along Ashley’s bottom lip. “I’m just not sure how long it will take to drive you home, and I don’t want to keep the family waiting.” He leaned down and gave Ashley a quick kiss. He thought it was really sweet of Rick to anticipate his need for a ride home and to then take the time to drive him.
    When Rick pulled out of the kiss, Ashley smiled appreciatively up at him and said, “A ride home does make up for rushing me around.”
    Ten minutes later, they were at Rick’s front door and Ashley had just finished straightening out his messy wig. He pulled his large sunglasses out of his bag and slipped them on. “So, how do I look?”
    “Beautiful.” Rick responded.
    Ashley just laughed and reached out to give Rick a playful shove, “I know I look like a mess. I’m wearing my slutty skirt and stilettos, my wig is in complete disarray, and I’m not wearing a speck of makeup.” Ashley looked down at his chest. “But what really completes the ensemble is that I’m wearing a sweatshirt that barely stretches below my belly button and says ‘I Love my Little Pony’ with a picture of two ponies and a rainbow.”
    “Hey, that sweatshirt is adorable.” Rick said, sounding like he was trying not to laugh as a big smile formed on his lips.
    Ashley shook his head and looked in the plastic bag Rick had left by the door. It had his bra, boobs, and the top he’d worn the previous night. He dropped his purse in there as well so he’d only have one thing to carry. “I think this will still draw less attention than my slutty top would, and I appreciate you letting me borrow it.” Ashley said sincerely. “I’m ready when you are.”

    The Ride Home

    “So, are you going to offer me your number?” Rick asked, after Ashley gave him directions to his apartment.
    “Why, so you can call me for a booty call?” Ashley responded enthusiastically.
    “No, so we can go on a date, hang out and get to know each other better.”
    “Maybe you misunderstood me. I want the booty call! Plus, we already did that, remember? When we met, you said you wanted to get to know each other, so we talked for like twenty-five whole minutes before hooking up in the bathroom.”
    “We need more than just sex. I want us to get to know each other and build a relationship that will last even if the sex becomes routine.”
    “Well,” Ashley said to buy himself some time. Rick had seen most of his personality quirks and seen him looking tragic in various states of half drag. And he still wanted a date.