To my horror the firstitem was a pink nappy. I put it on blushing profusely. Pink plasticpanties covered the nappy and white frilly knee high socks co...ered myfeet. Then came the dress, it was a mass of pink satin frills and bowsand a froth of frou-frou to lift the skirt displaying my nappied behind.I was given a wig of blond ringlets and my face was made up by anothersissy. Pink lips, pale pink eye shadow and a bright pink circle on eachcheek. The booties were placed on my feet and the mittens. It was the most romanticnight of my life."She smiled. "You looked very beautiful. I know - I was spying."I giggled, "Yes, I remember. I guess I can understand why, now ..."She nodded again, then her face took on a more serious expression."Sandra, I think you and I both know Mark isn't a ..." She seemed to behunting for the right word. "... typical young man? He was neverinterested in things most boys like. He didn't do well in sports atschool, and he liked playing with girls more than boys. He. He was taller than she expected but he was so handsome. He entered the restaurant and told the waitress he was meeting someone. The waitress smiled and said, ‘Yes, I know.’ She led him over to Tina’s table. When they approached the table, Tina stood. He gently kissed her cheek and gave her a hug. They ordered drinks and the waitress left. They talked like old friends and enjoyed their first real dinner together. By the time they were done with dinner Tina knew for certain that she was in love. ’ ‘Becky told me your ex was a bitch…’ Roisín interrupted ‘I don’t think that’s quite fair’, I said ‘She wasn’t very nice to me, but I wasn’t at home much then, she wanted more from me than I could give and instead of being straight with me she played games. We both ended up saying and doing things we regretted. We are kind of OK now, but we aren’t ever going to be friends. Fortunately while we were divorcing I got the patents through on the stuff I’d designed and I started getting cheques in.