The jeans satlow on my waist -basically like hip huggers - and were skin-tight. Myfront profile looked feminine to me. There was no sign of a manlyb...lge. I could only imagine what others at the party would think. Andthe shirt, pulled snugly across my chest, looked more like a blouse. Ihoped no one would be able to see the camisole that I was wearingbeneath it.When I turned to see what Grace thought, she was smiling broadly,obviously happy with how I looked."You look so handsome Danni. I. .. I don't have ... I don't think so." I'll buy." I interrupted.A slight smile crossed her lips. "Could I please have a Coke? If you don't mind, I think I'd like a Coke."She agreed when I suggested she use the store's restroom to freshen up while I bought our Cokes. As she returned to my truck, I could see she was a tiny thing standing about 4" 11" and weighing less than 100 pounds. Her straight, black hair framed a cute round face. She had stopped crying and even tried to smile a bit as I. It was with quite a start that Jacienthe grasped my hands, and I opened my eyes. It was almost as if I had been asleep, though I knew that I hadn’t been sleeping.She poured some scented oil over both of our hands, and rubbed our hands together, then drew my hands over to the candle and guided me in stroking the candle up and down.If I were to be crude, I would say that we were masturbating the candle, but it was actually a most tender and sensuous experience.All too soon she pulled her hands. ?Hmm? Oh, sorry. I?ve got a provisional license, actually,? Mandy answered.?Shit!? said Nathan.?What?s wrong? You are twenty-one, aren?t you???Yes,? answered Nathan.?There?s no problem then, is there? The car just gave me a surprise, that?sall; moved too quickly. I?ll get used to it.? The tip of her tongueprotruded from her open mouth with the effort of concentration as she triedto judge the angle as she approached the out ramp. It seemed to be harderto judge distances than it used to be, Mandy.