Dream Date
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As soon as I left the bar last night, I knew that I was in trouble. Big trouble. As many times as I have worn a bra under my shirt, that was the first time that anyone had detected it, and I mean, ANYONE.
It didn't seem as though I had any choice but to accept your invitation for a date. I would have risked immediate exposure if I hadn't. I knew that you wouldn't keep your mouth shut if I say no' to your invitation.'
So, the first thing this morning, I call Sammy, the guy that runs the beauty shop two doors down from my apartment, and ask him if he could do me' late this afternoon. He knew what do me' meant. He had done me' just last Halloween before I went to a costume party, and he got such a thrill out of it, I was sure that he would do it again. (You see, one way Sammy gets his kicks is making beautiful females out of males. He really gets off on that. In fact, last Halloween, just as he was finishing, he DID get off, right there in front of me!)
Sammy looked at his calendar and said his last appointment was at 3:00 this afternoon. He said he would close his shop, and for me to be there just after 3:00. I told him I would. He said, "Come in drag. I want you to run the risk of getting caught!" I told him no', I couldn't come out like that, but when he said he would not do me' if I didn't, I had to give in to him.
I've spent almost this entire day getting ready for you. After I hung up the phone from talking with Sammy, the first thing I did was shave my entire body, except for my shoulder-length hair. When I finished shaving, I put Nair all over me to get rid of any stubble that might be left. I didn't think you would want your date to have any body hair showing any place. After I waited about 20 minutes for the Nair to work, I took a big, long bubble bath to make my hairless skin real soft for you.
On completing my bath, I applied a real feminine-smelling body lotion to soften my skin even more. Then I polished my toenails and fingernails in a bright red, which would match my lipstick. Then, after much thought, I went and got the artificial breast forms. I didn't really want to wear them because of the pain that was caused when they were removed. I had only worn them once before, and I promised myself at that time that I would never put them on again. But, here I was, doing it anyway.
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