Mom's face softened as she reached out and took my hand. Just then thecar turned off the highway and dipped down as we entered the tunnelleading into ...he mall parking garage. I couldn't read her expression bythe dim lights flicking past, but her voice was full of emotion."Sweetheart, I had no idea you felt like that. I guess I forgot youdon't need to be gender dysphoric to be curious about what it's like tobe a girl." She squeezed my hand, which somehow made the ache in my chest loosen. "Ican't. I'll meet you by the clock in GrandCentral at 6:15."When I got there Friday night, I saw him waiting by the clock. Isurprised him by putting my hands over his eyes, "Guess who?" Hmmmm....Jessica Alba?"I playfully swatted him. "Funny..."He kissed me. "I don't want her. I want you."I laughed, "You're a terrible liar. Or crazy." I was wearing a redknee length dress with short sleeves that showed a little cleavage."You look amazing." He took my hand. "Let's go. Thanks for coming. Iknow. Standing up straight and smoothing down her skirt she locked the car and came through the front door.She was greeted almost instantly by her husband, wrapping his arms round her waist he pushed her back against the front door kissing her deeply, his hot tongue exploring her. Warm sweet mouth. God - he smelt divine, his long, strong fingers expertly running down her blouse buttons and she could feel his approval of her lace basque press against her hip as he paused momentarily to admire his. Pick up some fitted dress pants, a nice fitted button up, and go stand by the bar. Get yourself a drink, and face the dance floor. Maybe sway in place a little, with a smile. Look as though you want to get on that dance floor, but are obviously alone. Either a woman in the same position will approach you, or find a woman who appears to be by herself, and ask her if she'd like to dance. I guarantee that as long as you don't have the two biggest left feet in the place, you'll pick-up.” “Wow!.
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