“You can be Bo Peep, you know, Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep.” The lady says over her shoulder at you and you frown.“Isn’t that a woman’...s costume?” You ask. She waves a hand as she shifts through the costumes on the rack.“Think of how funny it would be, I would bet you could win a contest if you went as Bo Peep.” She says.You think it odd that she mentioned a contest since the cover charge for the party was twenty bucks which went into a pot for the best costume. “But wouldn’t I. As I woke the next morning, all I could think about was sending that message. Part of me thought it a mistake, part of me hoped she responded. After my wife left, I quickly logged on and saw the message, “It might of been me, but aren’t you married?” My heart raced, I knew it! It was Laura in those ads, she was a shemale! The most beautiful shemale I had ever seen! I thought about how to respond and then just went for it. “Yes, I am. That was me. I’m just being honest. You are the most. " Okay," I sighed, basking in the warmth of the knowledge that my parentswere still alive. I was no longer in a mood to argue with them. If I wasgoing to cry like a girl, I might as well look like one. "I'll goquietly. Just take it easy on that stuff, okay?"When they had finished with me, I was already beginning to regret mydecision. All three girls bounced around in excitement, looking for justthe right product to feminize me even further. Foundation, powder,lipstick, and eye shadow were. "Sally blushed but showed Geraldine round."This is a very nice little house," Geraldine pronounced. "Warm, cosy, attractive and in a very pretty village. Too small for raising a brood though."Sally giggled. "Give us a chance. In any case, I'd like to spend at least a year just concentrating on Nick." Good for you, love. What are you going to wear for the wedding?" I hadn't even thought: something simple but whitish. It's got to be registry office because of Nick's divorce but I'm still a newly.