Given that I so enjoyed the lust of being super feminine, the tight fitting short dresses, nylon hose, teensy panties and long red fingernails became ...he norm for me. Even my long alluring eyelashes were sometimes a spectacular but believable add on. I loved bright red lipstick matched to my bright red painted toenails. I was as they say – a gal who was always dressed to the feminine extreme.I was a bit of a reluctant man magnet – but up until now, I had one hundred percent reverse. "Hey, Thomas." He was rougher around the edges, a reminder that more masculine doesn't always mean more mature."You must be Hayden." Thomas didn't show signs of a budding rivalry. "It's nice to meet you."And then Thomas's exotic eyes were on her. "And you must be Elaine." No poorly veiled innuendos. No winks. Not even a particularly suggestive smile. His eyes stayed on her face the whole time. But she was being undressed, nevertheless, and he liked what he saw. She took a deep breath. Here. "That's all that happened?" I ask, and he nods quickly. "Yes, nothing else. I haven't even talked to her since that night, well, with the exception of earlier. Chanel, I'm sorry that it took me giving my attention to someone else, for me to realize that I only want to give it to you." His words soothe the burn, and part of me knows he's telling the truth. Still, how can I be sure he won't want another girl again later? Or the same one? I guess no one can ever be sure. I sigh again. "Ethan,. It was all just a big part of the whole fun of the evening.Two people that were keenly a part of the whole ‘get naked thing’ were Arnold Berridge and Matilda Dorridge. They had front row seats for all four nights of the Teen Beauty Pageant and tonight they were definitely going to enjoy the moment for everything it was worth. Once they saw one or two others getting their gear off they both stripped off themselves and used their own clothes as towels to sit on. Then when Arnold saw Vhasha.