I could make out her nipples and her dark patch of pubic hair through the glass. It was a sight to behold. I finished peeing, and looked once more as ... shook the few drops of piss out of my dick.To my surprise Andrea must have been able to see through he frosted shower doors, because she said, "If you shake it more than five times, you're playing with it." I'll leave that up to you," I said back, trying to sound like I was teasing her. "Come shake it all you want." You'd better get out of here. "I didn't own a stitch of pink to my name and never had and up until thennever would have and suddenly I'm smiled and asking, "Do you think so?"It was my first piece of pink I owned and the first time I'd ever wornanything out of a store that I'd purchased. It was one of two shirts out ofthe four that were pink. I'd blamed it on her when I wore it too work and Ialways blamed it on someone when I got caught in it. It had been the samewith that pacifier as well and now I was looking sleepily at a. "How bad's the damage?" Do you feel like seeing by yourself?" I think I can manage that, yes," she answered. Chelsea then led her toher bedroom, where she had a full length mirror."Take as much time as you need. We'll wait in the living room," Chelseasaid before closing the door behind her, leaving Matt alone for the firsttime since her change.She was trembling when she faced the mirror, eyes closed. She then took adeep breathe and looked.In front of her was standing a girl with purple hair and. "Looks like I can still fake it."With those words uttered, he turns and leaves his apartment, heading to his own personal hell. The place known to the rest of the world as the local bar & grill, Golden Stripes.In the chaos of rush hour, the same man can be seen calmly walking the floors and dodging the swaying patrons as the stumble to the restroom. His relaxed, easy going smile is present on his, and seemingly completely natural. A man before him begins to trip over his feet, and he grabs the.