" Shiny? You mean gloss. Yes, I have that." Well then, get to getting." He laughed and smacked me on the bottom."Too slow and I might have to put y...ou over my knee for a good hardspanking."I hurried to the closet, moved aside my hanging shirts and pulled out aflat rectangular box that I had marked TERM PAPERS. When I set it on thebed and removed the lid, however, it was full of feminine lingerie andrelated items. I started to undress and then halted, to give Leon aquestioning look.He told. ."Lisa looked thunderous."Listen to me Clara. You are a man who likes to dress as a woman. Thatis all. You are not a freak and your are certainly not pervert. Sayit."For a moment, I stood there, my hand clasped to my still stingingcheek. I lowered my hand and looked at here."I am not a freak." And you're not a pervert. Say it." I'm not a pervert," I said."That's right. Now, others might say that of you, but they are wrong.There's nothing wrong or perverted about a man dressing up as a woman.And. Blanchard, please come with us,” Melanie echoed.She smiled and nodded. She got her purse, and the four of us headed to Frisch’s for lunch.As we entered, I was welcomed by name by some of the employees. I greeted them and waved back.“It seems like everyone who works here knows you, Steve!” Mrs. Blanchard said.“Well, the older waitress has been here since I first started coming here regularly back in ninth grade. The younger one and the busboy are both going to be Seniors. They were Sophomores. As they slipped from my fingers the glisten of the long pink nails on my fingertips caught the light. Sandra then began sliding my arms into the sheer white blouse, before buttoning me into it. It flowed against the slip whenever it touched and my hearing picked up every tiny whisper. I watched myself stepping into the skirt, which was fully lined. It too whispered against the slip and further captivated my hearing. The skirt itself had a wide waistband and this seemed to trim my waist and as.