In the back seat, Judd wiggled to adjust his tight skirt beneath him. "I'm sorry Ted," Judd apologized in his soft high alto voice as they sat shoulder to shoulder.
Ted hadn't seem much of Judd since returning to Atlanta spending most of his time registering for classes and finding an apartment, "That's all right Judy," he answered, her perfume wafting under his nostrils.
He couldn't believe that this lusciously feminine creature sitting beside him was a guy who had been his best friend. Ho, this girl was totally different from that person. Her soft skin, delicate fingers, high-pitched voice, girlish giggles, and promising breasts said girl... all girl! He may have once been a guy, but no longer.