He said his formal goodbyes to whoever was on the phone and took a moment to scan my figure. I wondered if that was the secretary of my boyfriend’s ...ad. “Very nice…..I like what your wearing…extra slutty.” He said. I looked down at my very short black high-waisted shorts hugging my curves and the ruffled cr? blouse held in place by the taught suspenders pushing into my cleavage. “If you fall your tits would plop right out that blouse its so low cut. Naughty girl” He devilishly smiled, looking. Shawn looked really upset. He was now sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to me.“What about you and me?” He asked softer again.“What about you and me? Everyone already knows about us.” I said confused.“But would it matter if they didn’t?” He turned his head back slightly as he asked this.“Well, I have been out for a long time and that’s because I want to be honest with the people close to me. I don’t want to lie to them and try to be something I’m not.” I explained. I had talked to him. He would feel the old desire to dress coming back, and then a rush of self-disgust and shame, and he would quickly stuff the picture back into its hiding place under a copy of Gibbon's "Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire". Nobody in his family was going to look there, he thought with a brief smile. Finally, Mike could stand it no more; he called Vaingirls and made an appointment. It had been wonderful! Joyce had shown the other three Vaingirls Marcie's Halloween picture from. “Gratitude,” she said, giving him an unreadable smile before she opened the door and swung herself out of the car. The door closed, and she was gone.“Huh,” said Will, a smile on his face as he ogled her butt while she walked towards the store.Things have really come a long way from last week. I still feel awful about that. That was so fucking stupid of me. He stared off into space for a melancholy minute, then pressed the button next to the steering wheel and turned the car off. Looks like I’ve.