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Er, no, not really, but your sister thinks that if you wore the bridesmaids' dresses, it would be better, as you're not the smartest two I have ever seen, even if you have new suits." We explained that we felt it best, and dad agreed that we had done right. Then my mother thanked us for what we had done, and asked whose idea was the curtsey. She cut me off. Of course I wasn’t ready. Of course the idea of having children and being a man scared the living shit out of me. After liaising briefly with a girl from a different city, she reveals she’s in town for the weekend. There’s a party going on, and I’ve bagged myself an invite thanks to her.
She smiled. "I often wanted a sister, and now it seems I won't be around to enjoy her!" She gave me a hug. "Thanks, anyway, for doing this. I guess you might have a great story to tell someday, as not many boys ever get the chance to be a bridesmaid, nor look so pretty! Now, let's get downstairs!" Five minutes later, our door opened and my dad came in. "How're you doing boys? I've come to ask you both a favour, and I won't blame you for refusing." KA is one extremely sexy Spanish babe. She’s covered in ink from her head to her toes, which only accentuate her lovely curves, and her sultry Spanish bedroom eyes will keep you up all night long, in more ways than one. She mostly speaks Spanish, so you might need a translator, but she does post in English as well. Her lesbian onlyfan account is her private space, and she’s very excited to have you join her. Oh, mum, I look so like a girl - I don't know what to say! I mean, I never knew I could look - er, well, you know; so pretty! It's funny; I don't know what to say!" I felt odd and light headed as I turned to look sideways, drinking in the flow of my dress as I turned. As it flowed out, the movement lifted the hem to show a glimpse of the petticoat lace, and a shiver of excitement ran through me as I realized that I looked quite beautiful. Suddenly, I felt relaxed and very happy, and turned to my mother and shrugged, "Mum, I think it's wonderful what you've done to me; I'm not sure what I feel; I just feel mixed up! I know a boy shouldn't say it, but I think that I like wearing this dress and these girls' clothes, and for some reason I'm enjoying it. Is that wrong?" It’s time for the party. My friend and I arrive through a gated entrance, and to a bar boasting a larger-than-life ice sculpture of a penis. I’m told to put my mouth at its tip before vodka is poured down – yes, really.
We waited at the gate smiling and thanking the guests as they arrived and complimented us on how pretty we looked; both of us now thoroughly enjoying the girls' roles that we were required to play, with the silent relief that we both felt somehow completely unashamed at trying to feel feminine. Something seemed to go pop in my head as I shyly looked at him, feeling an inner excitement. "I think the name Alice is very sweet, don't you?" I knew that I had spoken in a higher voice, but just felt that I had to. Aunt Doris wanted to take me to lunch. At a real restaurant, she said, not a teenage hamburger grease-pit. After that, she wanted me to take her for a ride in the wooded hills around College Town. Aunt Doris showed me a new view of the world, possible solutions to the mystery of man meets woman. Make-up!" I gasped, "Like a girl?""Certainly; we want to look our best, don't we? And it will make you look more feminine."
Well open it, and then you'll find out". Poor Mum, she did the same thing with letters, always holding them and wondering for at least five minutes, before actually opening them. Downstairs is a sea of leather, fur and silver chains. Men start to flirt and my friend and I hit it off with two guys from a big investment firm (more successful networking than any of my LinkedIn opportunities).
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