Diving down the main 2 lane road out of town there was a guy hitching he had a pack pack clearly a hiker. I felt sorry for him standing in the rain an... cold so I pulled over. He ran to the SUV opened the door. I told him to put his back pack in the back seat. As he opened the door he bent down to the ground. When he got in the front seat he held up a black high heel and a black petticoat. He said " these fell out on the ground: My eye opened wide "I have been looking for them" I said as i. I had long blond hair that I often pulled back in a pony tail. I had muscles, but not as well as his were. I had grabbed my soap and started washing my chest, legs, and shorts. After this was done, I pulled them off revealing my jock strapped package. It was filled to the brim with my twig and berries. I glanced over at Luke and he was wearing a jockstrap as well."Nice package", he stated."Thanks." I glanced down and he was filling his out just as well. "Need to keep the equipment put away?". You will be a Princess.” “Where’s Mum? What does she say?” “She is flying back from Australia in the morning. I know it’s a shock Zofie, but I need you to be here.” “How can I be there? Everything’s set up for the show papa. They’re expecting me!” “I’m sorry, I know how much this means to you, but you really have no choice.” “I can’t believe this happening, I can’t papa.” “You won’t have to give up the modelling completely. Just adjust it slightly.” “Okay, well I need to ring some people. I’ll. Weird, just weird. I got out of bed to felt a chill, it was coming from my open window and my screen gone. I closed it and went for my bathroom. On the way there, I picked up scattered articles of clothing off the floor for me to wear. As I set down my black, just kick-it, pearl shit and basketball shorts, I looked myself in the mirror. "What... The... Fuck?" This can't be. I searched my face and couldn't find one blemish on it. No pimples, no pop marks, no nothing. Even my little wart.