I remember cutting my legs to ribbons in a failed attempt for that soft silky smooth etc type crap you hear on the TV. Now don’t get me wrong. I was...’t settling into this ‘condition’ of mine or anything. I still have high expectations of my return to my proper and former condition. Never mind with the ‘When in Rome’ crap either. Get that out of your head. I’m Celt remember or at least I was. I had this whole anti Rome and it’s damn short hair policy that made people think I was into rock.. "This is something that maybe I can work with. He has good bones and isnot too overweight. I can see him is several ways. Nipped and tucked andcontained, he may make a nice enough women. Has to be better than whatwe are starting with, eh? What is his name again?" Shirley, Claudia, I know it is nothing fancy, but he likes it." Damn right it is nothing fancy. But if he wants to be a 'Shirley' so itshall be. Just don't call me Shirley!" Shirley, go into the fitting room over there. Take off all. Grab the rest of yourclothes and follow me to the bedroom" she told me as she walked out ofthe lounge room.I picked up the rest of my clothes and rushed to follow her out the door.The feel of the soft, damp, shiny pink satin of her panties rubbingagainst my little balls and penis, sending absolutely glorious shiversthrough my spine and starting to give me another little stiffy."Mum will be home from the shops in about an hour" Wendy remarked as Ientered her bedroom. "So if we want to play dress. Evan was Evan. Shestill somehow believed there was good in Elizabeth. The two of them hadhad never been this close before the swaps, and I don't know how much ofwhat had bled over, but they had somehow become friends.And, well, if Evan is to be believed, she's changed. Neither of themknow why or how but they know that she fucked up big. She can't rememberdetails, but she feels awful about it, apparently. Old Elizabeth... shewouldn't have stood for that crap, she'd have come to confront me,.