I had always, like most girls, assumed that it would be a guy who took my cherry. When I was younger, I had romantic dreams of some handsome actor pic...ing me up, and taking me to his bed, and slowly undressing me...or maybe some mysterious gentleman I met while at an art show... Always there was taking to a bed, and always, always there was slow undressing. Most of all, it was always a guy. So the idea of Alice, this little doll-like girl I was falling for quickly...well, I didn't know what to. He just looked back and shrugged. They were outnumbered. So they both just did as they had been told. “Now what?” Shelly asked.Wayne laughed from the back row of seats. “Yeah, barefoot.” Cathy Lee giggled.Shelly and Brandon did as they had been asked and stood beside the van. They understood were being ‘punished’ by the others. At least they weren’t getting beat up or worse. Maybe they’d have to walk home barefoot.This was all the result of a stupid prank. Shelly and Brandon went to Richfield. I don't know if you are still dressing up. But ifyou're not just drop it off at the Cancer Charity shop the next time yougo.Lots of LoveEosI read and reread the letter. Eos had also left me some other femininethings in a sports bag. I put the letter safely away and I hung the dressin my wardrobe. I hadn't dressed up in a while. I freely admit I tried toforget about it, I tried to forget about my past. I slept restlessly thatnight.I tried to live my life normally, but knowing that the dress was. Now would you please tone down the broadcasting of your thoughts so that some of us can sleep?" I'm sorry," I replied softly, or at least I tried to think softly as I thought my apology toward them."There is no need to be sorry, Master," came the reply from all three of them."Do you want me to come over there, Master?" Kayla asked. "I just got home from the restaurant and I would be happy to drive over to your place if you need someone to sit up with you." No, I'm fine and Angela is here with.