. he was on the school bus, just like before. The bus pulled to a stop outside the school. As always, it was just before dawn. The sky was blue with a...few clouds lit by the rising sun. It was cool, as you'd expect at this time of the morning; girls were wearing sweaters, and guys were wearing light jackets or long-sleeved shirts.Cynthia was waiting for him by the lockers. "Morning!" she said brightly."Morning, yourself. How are you today?" He started on the buttons of his shirt."Not bad," she. There was a lot of waiting on my part and I don't wait well, but I decided I at least had to meet him. We finally texted back and forth and decided on a restaurant. It is important for you to know that I had never spoken to him on the phone. I had only seen a picture of his face and only one of those so it could have been fake. It is really funny how your mind can start messing with you while you're waiting. I swear for about an hour I considered everything including that he was dressed as a. ‘Al…?’ her voice was soft, unsure, and she felt as though she was in some kind of dream which was sure to turn into a horrible nightmare because nothing could possibly be this wonderful. ‘My Gwennie…’ his eyes were devouring her, his arm strong about her waist as they danced, ‘So you are my Lady after all…’ ‘Oh Al!’ she could feel tears sparking in her eyes as joy and relief flooded her body. ‘Shh,’ he said, smiling with all the happiness of the world, ‘No crying… we must try and get to know. So I followed Sharon out of the bathroom in my bra and panties tocheers from my four girls. They were all dressed as French Maids now.I was led to my wife's dresser and white foundation was applied to myface. Sharon outlined this in red and also applied red eyeshadow."As you still seem to think you are a man your character is called BradMajors," Sharon said."Now be a darling, breathe in and help me fasten you into your corset."There come times in your life when you step outside of yourself.