“Dad?”I heard the quaver in his voice and I pulled him to me and hugged him hard. I was shocked and proud of him at the same time. I held him at a...m’s length and looked him up and down.“You look perfect, Julian. Absolutely perfect.”Fred stepped between us to hug Julian and echo my praise. Sarah did the same, her smile huge. Julian wore trousers, pants of some sort, plus a top that wasn’t overdone, just a little edging, but trimmed enough to be feminine. His bra was barely visible through the. Jeanine had worked on them in secrecy rivalling the Forbin Project. I didn't have any idea if I would be dressed as a knight or a "faire damselle," or maybe as Jeanine's squire. I was sure I could make any of these work in the fantasy.I did not take into account how much my "scents" of humor had corrupted my lovely mate.After a light meal, it was time to dress for the party. I did the dishes while Jeanine laid out the costumes and put hers on. Then it was my turn. Walking down the hallway to. He was engrossed and watching me grope her and play with her nipples, kissing her neck and tits and occasionally making eye contact with Sarah.Sarah said she thought if she glared at him.he would take the hint and say he was going. The more he stared and did not move the more disappointed she glared at him. She did not want to disappoint me but she sure as hell did not want a man nearer 70 than 60 ogling her and being his wank material when he was home. Luckily for me her desire to please me. I wasn’t thinking about her in the same way any longer and Abby and I actually started to love each other. Or so I thought.The second I saw her I remembered why I liked her so much. She wasn’t even wearing anything special, just some spandex pants and a loose shirt with some stupid design on it. I had a chance to talk to a bunch of my old friends and we all bragged about what Universities we got accepted into. My friend Danny thought he had me beat because he got a half-ride to Yale, but I blew.