I wondered why I had never worn such beautifulthings before, when it was obvious I loved them! (In the back of mymind, though, I remembered the night...y music with the almost audiblevoice, and the idea of subliminal suggestion was gently nudging myconsciousness.) Like a sudden thunderstorm, reality hit me, and hit me hard! I'm NOTMelissa, I raged in my mind! I'm Ian James Sutton! I am not somecrossdressing faggot sissy! I will NOT do this...and then, I lookedinto the mirror again, and. I considered the fisherman's platter for about fifteen seconds before settling for the codfish. The pleased look on Paige's face made me wonder if she had read my mind about the fisherman's platter. Was she going to start controlling my diet? I hoped not. Fred and Harold begrudgingly added salad to their orders and I also succumbed to the pressure.The server was filling the wine glasses when Paige explained the reason we'd arrived late. "Brian received a phone call from a soldier who knew. Where’s time for work in all that?And since I was home most of the day, I’d quite often be there while Madison came over. At first she’d make excuses - she wanted to get Aaron to look at her computer, or she’d have forgotten her bra (that’s how I knew she was lying - she hadn’t worn a bra in weeks).After a while, though, she’d just come over, nod hello, and then go into Aaron’s room to fuck.He hadn’t been lying - she really was quite loud. And she’d walk out, a spring in her step, maybe. I was delighted when a new, slimmer and very attractive dressed Lucy came in the door, saw me and walked across.She threw a mock curtsy and said, “Well hello handsome - do I pass?”As I got up laughing, she threw her arms around my neck and gave me the biggest of big hugs and kisses. So started a wonderfully memorable evening. We chit-chatted about old friends and the work we were now doing. Nearly three years of time to update.She glanced at her watch and the time and said that for what she.