”, he said, to which I replied, “I love you, I always have, I know that you love me, and that is all that matters. I will not lose you to anyone, ...I'm your girlfriend now, I want to be your wife.” “Well then, he said, I'll have to make you a proper girl.”, he said. I looked at him curiously. “Come to my room tonight before I go to sleep.” he replied. That night, I snuk into his room, dressed as cutely, and scantily, as I could, while he showered. He came in and smiled when he saw me waiting for. So I finished it quickly, dried off, put on white knee highs and white thongs and went to see the ladies. Wow I said to myself. The babies already had their makeup done and were waiting for me. Lennie brought a surprise for us that she already had with Jen. Black sets with such a string bra that covered almost nothing, garters and cut-out thongs so that you don't even need to take them down, black perforated bras. While Jen did my makeup, Lennie was still painting my nails so that it was. I was twenty-one and had lived on my own since leaving home at 18. My parents were consistently fighting and arguing and I needed a break.The apartment was sparsely decorated. A half-eaten apple lay on the pass through between the dining area and the kitchen. A stack of papers lay cluttered on the dining room table. I quickly surmised he didn't have a wife or a girlfriend, because no self-respecting woman would allow such an unkempt appearance.I plopped down on the couch and immediately sprang. You two… well…” she said, giving me a private smile. “Don’t do anything I haven’t done.”I was scared as the door clicked shut, leaving me alone with Mike. I didn’t know what to say, so I just kissed him.He didn’t kiss back; he just stood there woodenly.However, part of him did respond and I felt his thing swell and grow: that was normal, it happened every time I touched him. The difference was, I knew what it was for and what it felt like inside me.I wanted it inside me and quickly had him.