Of course Timmy's littlesecret would remain secret but she well realized the psychological valueof what she was doing. Worried that the few friends h...e had to hang outwith would somehow discover he was now smooth and hairless, and that histoenails had been pedicured into a high gloss lacquered red and that hewas now in panties, pantyhose and a ladies girdle briefer every daycaused Timmy to spend more and more time at home. By the time Madgedropped Timmy off at the bus station and said her. "Chelsea smiled and whispered, "Oh God. I sooo want your dad to do it to me. I can't believe we might actually get to share.Tami laughed, "Best friends share."For months the girls had been dreaming of who would be their first. Most of the girls in their group at school had already had several sexual partners; Tami and Chelsea were starting to feel left out. But of all the girls they talked to, only one had a good experience her first time; she had chosen an older guy who lived a few doors down. My lashes were upswept and thick with mascara. My lips were full, soft and a bit pouty, creamy in reddish pink lipstick and gloss. My entire fantasy had come true! My hair had been set in a perm, making waves down the sides of my face, with tighter curls that cascaded down the back to just above my shoulders. Both of my ears had been pierced and small gold hoops hung from the lobes, swinging free as I moved. I actually gasped when I viewed my ringlets and cascading curls, and the stylist. ." she continued, "and no one would hear me."I coughed politely. "I'm...well, I'm just not sure about that..."I heard my sister grin into the phone. "I'll let you stick it up my ass. Do you think little miss 'double-date' will let you do that on the first night?" Maybe," I said."That's too bad. See, somehow I've managed to tie myself to your bed, and my ass is all smeared in lube. I dunno what mom and dad are gonna think when they get home..."I excused myself from the table by saying there was.