Mark got out of his car and walked towards the office. He had a big meeting with some high-paying clients and wanted to get there early so that he didn't seem unprepared. He wanted to make the best impression possible. That's why he decided to wear his best skirt suit.
Across the street, there were a couple of shirtless construction guys working. One of them looked in Mark's direction. "Man, what a freak," he said.
The other guy looked. "Is that one of those cross-dressing freaks you told me about."
Suddenly, both men stopped and blinked. Then they frantically started to cover up their chests.
"What the hell? I'm not wearing a shirt," one of the guys said.
"Me neither," the other one said. "Anyone could walk by and see us topless."
They looked around and spotted a women's apparel store across the street. It was like divine intervention or extremely good luck.
The two fairly muscular and very masculine men ran across the street and entered the store. Then about fifteen minutes later, they left the store. One was dressed in a tight bare midriff woman's T-shirt and a pair of tight women's jeans. The other was dressed in a halter top and a pair of hot pants. They looked at each other, commenting how hot they looked, then went back across the street to get back to work, not even realizing how ridiculous they actually looked.
