"Yah dad and we had a nice chat. Can I talk to you about something?" Iasked knowing it was time to tell him about my thought."Sure honey, what's the ...atter?" he said and invited me to sit with himat the couch.I sat down then let my feelings flow. How I felt about not, and wantingto change at the same time. How I wanted to be with Brian as I am now,and as a complete woman at the same time. I told him I felt conflicted,and thanked him for the opportunity he and mom were giving us. Me and Tom were doing 'All That Jazz' as Velma Kelly and Roxy Hart. I sorted out some costumes from stock - slinky black with a Cleopatra wig for me, silver lamé and blonde curls for Tom.A few days before the show, I bribed Jack, the stage doorman, to let us stay and rehearse onstage after everyone had gone home. There were two huge mirrors behind some café chairs and tables on either side of the proscenium, and we set these areas up as our dressing rooms. I loved stripping naked in front of. "So OK Mom" I said, "What's the point?" The point was that she wanted toshow me how it should be cared for. "But it's too long. Look, it'salmost down to my shoulders" I said. Well, nothing was going to changeher mind so I spent a couple of hours with my head over the kitchen sinkwhile she washed it, and then put conditioner on it, and on and on. Sheended up parting it in the center so that it sweeps down and then backover my ears. She was really pleased with the results. I've got to admitthat. His hands softly glide over your smooth shoulders and down your back...pulling you closer. Resting his palms on your firm buttocks, he guides your longing hips to him. Staring deep into each others eyes, you feel the warmth of his strong chest on your breasts, and the throbbing of his loin. Straddling his shaft between your slightly parted legs, you feel it pulsating as your labia spread over it. He feels the warm moistness created by your earlier playfulness, as your legs tighten over his.