It is refreshing to do so without worrying about being out of place. I find a body shaper and am looking for the size when the SA asks me if I need he...lp."No, I'm just looking for one in my size," I confidently say."Great!" she responds, "What size are you?" My mind freezes. I haven't a clue what size shapewear I would wear."Uh, XL I think," I stumble. She looks at my hips and rear."You might start with XXL," she suggests politely."I'll do that, thanks," I reply.I look up and you are emerging. When you spend weeks and weeks working– and living– underground, it is a little difficult to make friends. And the security protocols were very strict about the use of social media.But it wasn’t friendship Julia was seeking, at least not in the traditional sense. More than anything else, what Julia wanted was for someone to notice her as the beautiful woman she had now become. She wanted someone to think she was beautiful. She wanted someone to think she was sexy.It wasn’t that she wanted sex,. Courtney was still asleep in her room. I poured myself a glass of water while waiting for my coffee to be ready. The door of Courtney’s room opened and Mark walked out in his T-shirt and boxers once again. My eyes started to well up as he joined me in the kitchen. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked as a tear began to roll down my cheek.“Derek knows. You asshole. Derek knows.”“How?”“He heard you taking in the locker room. Who the fuck were you telling? Why would you tell anyone?!” My. God! She was gorgeous, not really beautiful, but cute. That's the word. Small and sexy and unbearably cute. I wanted to marry her."Yeah. Sex should be messy," Tori told me seriously. "Come on, standup ... We'll shave by the sink, it'll be easier anyway."I looked down at my now flaccid cock and balls with a little frown. I'd forgotten about the shaving part too and I wasn't sure I wanted a razor touching me there. It had taken me fifteen years to grow hair someplace other than the top of my head.