As I pulled the slip over my body I caught my usual portly (a lot like I'm seven months pregnant, even though it's just male paunch) image in the mirr...or mounted on the back of my door. With great care I reached into the closet to pull out my new dress, hanging from a matching padded hangar. After taking the dress off the hangar, I step into the dress and work it up over my belly so I could put my arms into the short sleeves (3/4 length actually, long sleeves don't usually work with me as. He was still trying to fit all the pieces together when one of the other security guards entered reception. "Hey, Bill. Could you look after reception for a bit?" Jeff asked."Yeah, okay. Don't be too long, alright?" No problem. Just got to answer a call of nature." Jeff made his way back to the rear of the building. He had been itching to have a look all day to see if the information was correct. But only now, towards evening, was the building empty enough for him to risk it. The door was. " I know. And I know what I have to do, and I’m ready."We stood and embraced. He knew I was determined and if anyone would protect this club and lifestyle, it would be me. I’d loved this club all my life. Tim looked at me, almost with sorrow in his eyes. I guess he was looking at me for possibly the last time as his baby sister. If the club agreed to admit Little Sis, from that moment on it would change me. What I’d endure would change me for the rest of my life. Those guys that had always. While his mother dressed down in a yellow tee shirt, gray shorts and sneakers, she made her new daughter dress up in a skimpy floral print spaghetti strap that barely covered his hips and rope strap sandals that showed off his pink polish toes. "Welcome," a young man said as he greeting the contestants, "I hope you enjoy your stay and wish both teams the best of luck on the show." "Hope cousin Ted and Jennifer don't laugh if they see me on television," Paul said with a smile as they went into.