She-hmmm.. Now also she looks hot like before 36-28-36.I-ohhh…. Then just to tease her i asked her, leave about her, you say how you look now? Same ...ld fatty?She-hmm… I am the most unlucky girl with all things extra to me. There is no one who would like me with this extra weight and all..(she started to get emotional by our conversation, and later i felt i’ve done a mistake, then i tried to make her mood back to normal and make her happy)Me- arey.. Why are you getting so serious? You are also. “I didn’t say that it didn’t feel good,” Candace whispered. “It’s just weird you being a girl like me. I’ve never let any of my dates touch me.”Aw my daughter was a virgin and I was somewhat relieved yet I yearned to see her being loved and I didn’t care if it was male or female.Candace is short, 5’4” about 105 soaking wet and blonde. No the stereotypical blonde, no she was smart got good grades in school; but she didn’t date much. Her excuse was the guys in her high school were immature. My instructions from my husband were to circulate and talk to everyone using my best little girly voice. You could say that I was a person of interest. Mrs. Jennings seemed to want rather a lot of my time, so an arrangement was made for us to meet up the following week at the Red Bull public house. My attire for that day was a school uniform, something which she clearly approved of. We sat at a corner table; I was sipping my fizzy drink through a straw while she twittered on about this and. Before long i was in heaven i had created a image of a sissy i know to be. my 16th birthday was going to mile stone memory for the wrong reasons, my mum called me into her room i came sat down where she had asked me to sit. she gave me present i was thinking why alone? as i unwrapped it and discovered it was a shoe box and she said ‘i know you have been wearing these so’ it was a pair of white high heels but in a size 8 for me i hugged my mum as i asked can wear them now. i slipped them on.