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Date Nite 3
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Date Nite 3 She leaned on the kitchen counter and told me " Angel can tell you any thing you need to know ." Angel, a wisp of a girl smiled shyly. And glanced at me "Size 8 ." She said .. Your problems going to be hiding those shoulders. You got a nice trim waist and a very nice ass , pretty legs but you're going to have to slump those shoulders.. There are are some women's styles that emphasize the long neck and those styles may help some .. The<b> trick </font></b>will be to get people to notice your ass and legs, the. Shoulders won't matter if they're looking at your ass " she giggled .... I didn't respond .I've never been comfortable discussing my looks , always sure that the string bean build that I had carried throughout my adolescence would be with me forever. I never believed that I had , in fact , filled out nicely and carried my 140 lbs well. Not too thin , not too robust, just right , height and weight proportionate, I believe it is termed, in this day of bulemia and anorexia. Fad diets had never compromised my well being. I had always been able to eat as often and as much as I desired.. But my self awareness had always seen a skinny, awkward young man,a thin, seemingly on the verge of malnutrition, middle aged man.. And , I was sure, a frail ,atrophied octogenarian . Angel assured me that I was none of these.. That I was in fact a man that was almost pretty. There would be no problem that a bit of make up couldn't cover up and otherwise alleviate.. Now it would be the next step to pick out just exactly what I wanted to wear.. I left with an unease that I just couldn't shake .. That nite it was impossible to sleep and after tossing around on my bed for hours, I rose , dressed and went to Walmart.. Now I had looked at women's fashion from the corner of my eye for years. But had never been involved in buying even for girlfriends or wives. I had bought lingerie always proclaiming loudly that I was getting things for my spouse and could breeze through a pantie display with expert precision.. Hosiery was easy .. As was nite wear . But I had never purchased a skirt or top in my life. When I got to the store I squared my shoulders , held my head high and boldly marched into the women casual department picked out a mini skirt,a turtle neck sweater, patterned tights, black thigh high stockingsand a beautiful pair of mid calf buckled boots with a four inch heel. I ignored the suspicious looks from the sales staff sand paid for every thing and left the store feeling as if I had run a marathon ... At home , as I lay the apparel out for a leisured inspection, I began to feel an unfamiliar elation creep up my spine.. Had I actually enjoyed my 3AM shopping spree. Absolutely, I decided, I had definitly found the reason that females can spend hours sorting through scraps of fabric and linen.. Just the simple imagining of what a stylish plate of fashion I would be had given me such unexpected pleasure that I was tempted to jump into the car and go buy more . It wasn't the buying though, that turned me on (and I actually had an erection) it was the vision, the dimly seen promise that I would ' knock em dead' y in my beautiful new raiment.. Later, that day , I gathered my new things and took them for my 'mentors' inspection.. Lori was out when I arrived, but Angel gave my purchases a look and nodded her approval.. " No need to worry about Loris approval " she told me as I Carefully folded the hosiery And hung the skirt and sweater on hangers. "As long as the skirt is short and the shirt is tight in the busom , Lori will approve.. " she chuckled, " it's so easy to please men. Dressing for them is simple, figured it out when I was little.. Guys want you to look good. They don't actually see the fashion , they see the body under it... Skimpier the better. Who you really dress for , and compete with are the other girls.." Especially in a social situation .. All the women out at the clubs , or at a party are always trying to out do each other .. It will ruin a girls whole week if she thinks somebody bested her in that regard "  |
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