When I came around, I was lying in the world's most enviable position, my head was on Julie's thigh, and I was looking up at her concerned face."Are y...u crazy or something, what in the hell were you trying …"My energy returned much faster than usual after an earthquake like that. I reached up and silenced her with a kiss.She looked like a frightened rabbit and I took her hand to my face. "Hush Julie, there is nothing to be afraid of, unless you don't want to love me. I can understand anything. Of course getting him to dress as the glamorous ultra feminine youngmiss I was making him into was only part of my plans. His behaviour,mannerisms and preferences would naturally have to match the looksperfectly which means vigorous training and conditioning. My 'princessto be' spent hours mincing around the house in the highest of heels andwas made to learn how to sit down elegantly and suggestively cross herlegs, how to carry a handbag and how to wiggle her/his sexy girlishtush. Sometimes,. The memory of the time I asked her out some school dance was flashing in my mind. The one time I worked up the courage to do so and after she laughed in my face, I never had the courage to ask another girl out.I wasn't sure why I was thinking about all of this. I had bigger things to worry about then some stupid high school crush. My dad was dead. My mom killed him. Betty Cooley hardly mattered at all. She still looked pretty, thin and with that beautiful skin. If I didn't have bigger problems. We got a cookie and soda together in the mall and I was ecstatic as lots of guys and girls saw us together and then we headed back to his house. When we got there his mom was home. So he popped in and said hi and then we went into the garage. This time he closed the garage door and turned on the light. He put a old blanket on the hood of the car and emptied the belonging of the shopping bags on the hood. Now you have to try each one of these on for me, he commanded. I looked at him turning my.