"My name is Megan and I saw your poster for cleaning and babysitting." Ah. Hi Megan. Thank you for calling. It's been two days since I put up that pos...ter and I was afraid no one was going to call." I didn't see it before but I called as soon as I saw it." Great," the voice said. "By the way my name is Davis Cranston. Have you got a minute. I can tell you what I'm looking for." OK. Sure, Mister Cranston" she answered. "I was walking home and I have some time." Oh. You're walking home," he said. Inwardly, James was screaming.After finishing their meals, the three left and wandered through the mallyet again. They drifted into a Forever 21, and there, James ended up witha pink v-neck knit cardigan. It had a ribbed pattern and three faux-pearlbuttons that were heart shaped. He wore it out of the store.Later that night, as James laid in bed listening to soft string music, hereflected on how far his life had come since staying at his Aunt's...Since he had been forced to become Jennifer. He. "So you're really going dressed like that! You're actually going to dance with strangers and let them touch you and brush up against you while you dance dirty with them?" He asked in what sounded like a defeated manner."Absolutely! That's the whole intention of dressing like this! I'm also not wearing panties, and my dance partner will know this if he runs his hands over my ass, which I will encourage him to do. I’ll push my shaved mound closer to his hard cock, rotating my hips sexily. I’ll be. I was a Catholic, but I quit, the abortion fight was too much for me." She had turned away and not seen him close his eyes in silent prayer."Civil ceremony then, court house, a JP?" He conjured up a smile, burying his want, his fears. "Maybe on the basketball court, say at halftime." No sir, not on your life, you silly man. Hah! I want a church wedding, m'lad, a big one, long white dress, Mendelssohn, flower girls, bride's maids, the whole magillah, lots of presents and a cake, a big cake, rice.