Michelle, a rather ditzy but kind hearted blonde. Or does he...

Alexander met Michelle while working at the club as she was a frequent customer who enjoyed the drinks, food, and entertainment. They met after Michelle mistook Alexander for a waitress in which he politely corrected her and she revealed her fascination for his beautiful female appearance. They hit it off almost immediately and, much to Alexander’s excitement, Michelle agreed to get to know him further on a date. Alexander was beside himself with excitement and anticipation, as Michelle even asked him to dress his best as she wanted to see him as he always was. This meant a lot to Alexander as he really cared for the idea of people getting to express themselves and be who they are without fear of judgement, and Michelle seemed to be into that philosophy as well.

The two ended up going to a nice, smaller restaurant diner, as Alexander wanted to treat Michelle to good food, and he knew this place was better than even the more expensive restaurants around the city. Plus, he thought the casual air would allow her to feel more relaxed while talking to him. He was determined to make this work as he truly felt a spark when he locked eyes with Michelle for the first time. The two met in front of the diner and Michelle greeted Alexander with a warm, friendly hug upon seeing him. She gawked at his attire as he was not only an adorably youthful and pleasantly gentle sight, he truly looked like a real woman, something she was very enthusiastic about.

Alexander led Michelle inside where they proceeded to have a very nice, pleasant conversation over eating some delicious cheap food. Michelle expressed her appreciation in Alexander not wanting to go out all fancy to impress her like some guys do. “Well, the way I see it, if I could draw your interest in me enough that you wanted to go on a date, I’d best give you the real me instead of trying too hard to impress,” he told her.

Michelle smiled a big, dopey but beautiful smile. “That’s a nice way to think of it,” she said. “I admit I have been gullible to some pretty dishonest people in the past, but you don’t give that kind of feeling. I mean, the worst you could saying is you actually are a girl and you’re pulling one over my eyes.”

Alexander laughed. “Well I wouldn’t have a lot to gain from that because after a certain point, it would be hard to lie about, moving forward,” he said.

“Michelle? Michelle is that you!?” came a voice down at the front of the diner. Alexander and Michelle both turned curiously to see who was interrupting their little date. Alexander’s eyes widened as a fit young woman with a rather toned body approached, sporting a full work out outfit like she had just gotten off at the gym. “Hey girl, fancy seeing you here of all places.”

“Oh Amy!” said Michelle as Amy walked over, carrying herself like she was the boss woman in the room. Alexander scrunched his nose. He shook the face off and **** a smile, wondering why this woman is butting into his date.

“Girls night out and you didn’t even invite me Michelle? What gives? You skipped tonight’s workout session for this?” Amy said.

“It’s not a girl’s night out, Amy, we’re on a date,” clarified Michelle.

“On a date…?” asked Amy as she curled her upper lip and looked at Alexander in total confusion. “I’m confused, you didn’t tell me you were a lesbian.”

“What? I’m not a lesbian,” said Michelle, confused.

“Bisexual, whatever,” said Amy.

“What? No, this is Alexander. He’s the manager of that really fancy night life bar downtown. He’s a good friend and asked me on a date.”

Alexander casually waved his hand to Amy while also thinking to himself, ‘good friend?’. “Hi there,” he said in his feminine, though still clearly boyish voice.

Amy looked at Alexander dumbfounded, though curiosity was plain on her face all the same. She shifted a bit in her stance and put her hand on her muscle toned hip. Suddenly, her eyes squinted and a very lustful glare flushed over Amy’s face as she looked at him. Alexander could feel the sexual tension coming from Amy almost immediately as he tried not to blush. Amy breathed out and looked at Michelle. “Michelle, I really want to have your date,” she said. “He is so fucking scrumptious, like oh my god.”

Alexander blinked confused as Michelle pouted and looked at Amy like she was a bully of a big sister. “What? No Amy, he is my date, find your own.”

Suddenly, Alexander realized he had perhaps jumped too quickly into meeting Michelle, as she was clearly a pushover to her more muscular friend and revealed she may be a little more than just ditzy and air-headed. He breathed out nervously, wanting to say something but feeling the weirdness of the situation has him tongue tied. Amy leaned down into Michelle’s ear and started whispering low enough to her that Alexander couldn’t hear.

“Wait, really…?” said Michelle as her eyes widened in excitement. “You really think you could get him to talk to me?”

“More than that, I could set you up,” said Amy with a smile as she looked over at Alexander hungrily. She then looked back at Michelle. “You’ll just have to do as I say.”

“Okay! Okay!” said Michelle with a nod. “I can do that.” She stood up slowly and looked at Alexander with a sweet smile that said she was truly sorry about this. “I really think that you two will get along famously!” she exclaimed before grabbing her things and quickly scurrying out of the restaurant like a bat out of hell.

Alexander blinked in disbelief as Amy smirked at him and sat down in Michelle’s seat. It was clear at this point that this woman was out for him and she had the means to pull strings and get what she wanted. Escape was an option, but he would have to play his cards right.