So I was fully glammed up; a little grunge/emo skirt with broken zips down the side, under that some white panties with kitty paws on that hugged my a...ss perfectly, long black knee-high socks with printed skulls, my usual pink and black trainer-type heeled boots, a REALLY tight white boob tube showing off my fake boobs as the nipples dented out really nicely and purple and black fingerless gloves. All topped off with a velvet choker around my neck.I minced around the house for a good hour, just. Seeing that the caller is my girlfriend I answer, "Hey, what's up?" I have a surprise for you, honey." Um, ok." Turn on your computer. I want to video chat with you." Ok, I'm getting online right now. Hang on a sec, kay?" Yeah, just hurry. I'm signing on now too."As my chat window opened up I see my girlfriend, her face floating on and off the screen wildly. Finally the picture settled on her face as she sat down. From the background I could tell she was sitting on our bed. This was the. I guess the Woman fits the "Dyke" stereotype more – my Buddy says she's brilliant in court.The weekend before (when I first met them) the Girl and I talked a lot about her work – a lot of what she does is with stroke victims – helping them to learn to speak again. Her political ideas are quite close to mine – while my Buddy and the Woman are a bit more right wing (but maybe that's just cos they're a bit older).Their apartment's very nice – when we arrived the Woman was wearing a white "Doctors". Actually Girl Scout Headquarters was in the church basement that the Girls were able to use for their meetings and activities that were laid out in their annual program. She had fond memories of the low-ceilinged room that was used for the special initiation rites of her den and she always sustained a little tingle down below whenever she entered that room because it reminded her of her happiest moments and her shocking humiliation at the stunts the den mistress required of all new members.