I imagined what it would be like if that weight was aperson. I gulped. A man. I wiggled a little, trying to get the weight ofthe gown to brush over a ...ensitive spot, but wary of the rustling of theskirt. I knew what was going on down there even if I couldn't admit it.I had the thought and the motion and...I blinked. Nothing.I breathed a sigh of relief. The motion felt kind of nice, but thethought of a man did nothing to add to it. I had a girl's body, but Iwas definitely not a girl when it came. Even the new faults are adorable. How cute that she reminds me every day my hair needs cutting, till I go get it done in self-defense. How nice that she tells me everything twice, assumes I can't find my own butt without both hands and a map. How sweet she was upset that I went out with the guys for a few beers that time. It's a sign that she cares, right?Hell, Judy wasn't like that, but you know what I mean. Stuff starts to grate after a while, no matter how good everything is. Often, the. ”“Yes, but I never put it on,” the girl counters.“Well, you seem to have had some idea about it that night,” Harper snaps back.“All I know is that I was told not to wear it,” she confesses. “I went on a trip with Daddy to some country a few years ago. I wondered around the market place while he had some kind of business meeting. Daddy had given me a wad of money and told me to stay out of trouble. So I shopped. Well,” she pauses to look to the ceiling for a second before dropping her eyes back. " Do, Abbs," he replied. He wasn't sure how to answer that. They had a lot of exploration to do, a lot to learn about each other, a lot of pre-conceived notions to blast out of the water. Knowing someone at work and even being friends with each other wasn't quite the same as being lovers. "What I don't know, I'm gonna explore. At length."He felt her body language uncoil and she settled beside him more comfortably, her fingertips trailing over the denim of his jeans in slow patterns. It wasn't.
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