She had obviously gotten more than just one dress. Iwas beside myself with excitement. THIS WAS IT!!! My escape intofemininity was at hand. And su...e enough, instead of taking thepackages into her room, as she would have done ordinarily, shetook them into my room, and we unwrapped them there.Little girls' panties. A little top (I was still too young for abra). Little white and pink ankle socks. A skirt. Some blouses.Another skirt. A yellow dress trimmed with white lace. And a pairof. There would be many more to come over the following days and weeks. ******** Things got worse. It was the following Tuesday when I got a call from Denise asking if she could cancel our next ménage. I’m not sure why I keep calling it that, except that it reminds me of better days—we were getting as ‘ménage’ as soured marmalade on burned toast. I asked, not hiding the disappointment in my voice, ‘What gives, Denise?’ She stammered for a moment before answering, ‘I’m sorry Will, but I have an. But, you know how it is when you see old friends and get lost in time." Yeah, I do. So, what's on tap for today?" I don't know. Terri said something about needing to see a patient this morning, so I guess we may need to leave so she can take care of her business." Why don't you go home with Sandra and me?" Well, I think I just might take you up on that."With that, she went back to the bedroom to get dressed. As she walked away I thought how fine a body she had. I went to the bedroom and grabbed. He had a nice house out by Laguna Beach now and spent a lot of time running in the sand and swimming in the Pacific Ocean. Mike never got married because he was afraid to ask any of the beautiful women that shared his bed to tie the knot. He knew that several of them would do it in a heartbeat because he had a sort of “in” with the directors and the producers now because of his ugly appearance that seemed to thrill audiences a lot more than one of the standard “pretty boys” that lined up every.