” I returned her hug, and then she stepped back and examined my car. “Well, I knew something was up when you got home” she said, with a smirk on...her face.“What do you mean?” I asked, all innocent.“Well, when I left you last night you were wearing one of your western shirts, that one” she said, pointing to the shirt laying on the folded down back seat. “And when you came home last night, you were wearing Steve Miller.”She then reached out before I could stop her and grabbed the shirt from the. Your beautiful bare thighs. The shortest, sexiest little plaid skirt. A crisp, white button-down shirt, tied just above your naval. The top two buttons of the shirt are unbuttoned, revealing the white lace bra underneath. Judging from the amount of cleavage, it can barely contain your breasts. Your shiny, silken hair is tied in dog-ears on either side of your head. The fingers of your right hand are twirling one of them shyly. You are, without a doubt, the sexiest naughty school girl I have. No way!.....thisisn't a wig is it?" Nope," said Trisha, taking Maggie's hand and touching it with her palmagainst the buzzed nape. "I panicked at first, but now I'm really diggingit." I knew if you ever had the guts to go short, you would love it!" saidMaggie. "I bet that asshole had no idea how hot you'd turn out. If hedid, he'd be dying inside right now I'm sure." Oh he's dying inside right now, trust me," replied Trisha, turning andlooking over her shoulder pointing back towards the curb.. When the reality is you would love to live as a female allthe time. How does this make any sense?" Kelly said sympathetically. She sat on my lap taking my head in both of her hands kissing mepassionately. When she pulled back she looked me straight in the eyes."You have the chance to dress like a woman and no one will think it isout of the ordinary, no one will care. How long have you wanted that,enjoy it. I love you; I want you to enjoy it." She leaned her headagainst mine when she whispered.