Walter now wearing a pretty dress was led back to the chair. “Its not working mom, cant you just tell Alana to go home?” Said Walter, “Im so sorry son shes just trying to make up for walking in last time, Kelli had filled Walters head full of rollers and was ready to get him under the hair dryer. “What are you doing?” asked Walter as his mother began to lead him to the bank of hair dryers, “We have to dry your hair honey” “But she will see my face, you have to do something.” “What do you suggest dear?” Asked his mother, “Well I don’t want her to see thats its me under all this hair, please mom I’ll never live it down, If she recognizes me….Do something, ANYTHING” Kelli began working on her sons face, creams, powders, she even trimmed his eye brows, eyeshadow, mascara, rouge, finally pink lipstick. “There, thats the best I can do, I don’t think she will recognize you now dear.” Kelli removed the towel from the mirror, Walter almost died of embarrassment, “What have you
Walter couldn’t believe his bad luck, he was only there because his mom wanted to try out a new style using his long hair, which he was planning on getting it cut, except for Alana saying how much she liked it long, “Talk about bad luck” his mother said, “Great minds think alike” he thought. “What are you doing here” said Kelli, “I forgot my flat shoes, and I’m going out with my girl friend Deanna, and she loves to dance, so high heels were out of the question, I’m so sorry to interrupt you while your trying a new style, it looks great by the way, I love all those curls at the back.” Alana couldn’t see the “Girls” face because Kelli had put a towel over the mirror as usual, “You’re going to look great she shouted to the back of the “Girls” head, “Ok” said Kelli “Just get your shoes and leave us to it, or you will be late for your friend.” When Alana had left the salon Walter jumped up and turned around to his mother, “This cant happen again you have to cut my hair, I’m
“Kelli’s Hair Salon” was buzzing, so Kelli hired a full time reception girl, well she had to, she barely had time to take breaks, everyone wanted the new style that Kelli was offering, and it meant that Walter didn’t have to work the reception desk, except on weekends when Alana (That was the new girls name that worked Monday to Friday. Thanks to IvyRoseTGlued for this picture When Walter saw Alana for the first time, he was speechless, she thought it was cute that he couldn’t talk (She thought he was cute too with his long hair,) she had been out with guys from school but they all looked the same, muscle bound with no character, all they wanted to do was get her into bed, but Walter was different, she was 18, he was 16, she giggled when Kelli introduced them to each other, when he said he was “16 and a half mom,” she could see his face turn red. ( 16 and a half that was a dumb thing to say, he thought to himself ) They got on like a house on fire while Walter showed her
We left Walter in the kitchen at home, his mother had talked him into styling his hair into a woman’s style, she had washed it and brushed it straight then began putting it in huge rollers, remember? Ok so when she had finished putting the last roller in she netted it, thats so the rollers don’t fall out while the client is under the dryer hood. 45 minutes later after his mother had cleaned away everything she didnt need anymore she turned to Walter and said, “You should be finished now honey” of course he couldn’t hear her because of the noise from the dryer, “What? He asked She turned the dryer off and repeated, “I think your hair should be dry by now honey let me just check one of them, you may have to go under for another ten minutes or so ok?” He still couldn’t hear her but nodded anyway, “Yes your hair is fine now, time to comb it out” She walked him over to a kitchen chair where he sat while his mother gave him a tray to hold, “Ok honey as I take the rollers out I’m
Walter! Where to begin?….. I could describe him for you, but his future was set in place when his parents called him Walter, but here goes, He’s Tallish, thinish, weakish, always had longish hair, he said it made he feel like more of a rebel, like his favourite W.W.E star, he is a very “ish” kind of guy, the only thing he had going for him was, he was a “Pretty boy”, now some would say that isn’t a good thing for a boy but, it was the thing that got him to where he was today, a junior executive, at Lambert, Taylor and Jones. Walters early life wasn’t easy either, his father, ( Some would blame Walter for not being the son that he was hoping for ) left his family, to be with a woman who had a son called Jack, ( now that’s a strong name ) Jack would go on to be a very good college football player. This left Walter surrounded by women……strong women, everything he learned growing up was feminine related, crazy things like having to keep his legs together and folding his hands on his
First of all id like to thanks everyone that sent me a "Paragraph" to add to our story, ive tried to join all of your "Paragraphs" to the story to make it make sense, it may seems a little fractured in parts, and I had to add a section myself to one of the stories ( Brawler65) (The part I have added is in Italics so you can see what I did.) I hope it makes sense to you all and that you enjo the stroy enough to continue sending in NEW Paragraphs, So tahnks guys and enjoy OUR continuing story. Emmi I was anxious and nervous I hated my shortness but really liked hanging out with my sister and her three friends. Hell I even think I liked how that dress felt I wasn’t weird was I? No that couldn’t be I wasn’t like that or was I? All I knew was, no one could know not even sis they’d ostracize me for sure. brawler65 Coming back from the Mall, they were walking along the main street and noticed a woman and a man, looking at them from across the street. Vicky and Elliot were standing
Read the story below then if you can send me another paragraph in the Chat room, or in a note, I will read them all and decide which one should be added to our story, Dont send it as a comment or others will see it first, ok? Colin had always been a small slender boy, by the time he was 15 his sister Becky, who was only 13 was as tall as him, he wanted to be on the football team but the coach told him that he would be better off trying out for the cheerleading squad... "Ive heard there looking for a small guy to top the pyramid," this made all the team laugh at poor Colin. Three years later he still hadnt grown any taller while his sister had grown, so she was even taller than him now. One day while Becky was getting ready for a shopping trip into town with her girlfriends, Alanna, Kelli and Deanna, Becky noticed how sad her brother was, "Whats up Bro?" she asked Colin just ignored her, but she could see there was something on his mind, "Col, I just asked you whats wrong?"
I know I havwe a lot of readers out there, and a few years ago I started a story, and asked them to "Add A Paragraph" I was very happy with the outcome and wondered if it might be the right time to bring this genre back, So I will write the background story and then you guys/gals will send me a paragraph that you have written, that tags on to the story, it means you can send the story the way you want it to go, so give me a few days to come up with the begining and then we can go from there, Its not a big deal just add a paragraph of your own, but send it to me in a chat or Note so I can maybe add some of the paragraphs together. Very excited to get things started so comment below if you like the idea and maybe add something of your own?
Sfc - Mistaken Identity Pt 3 by SfcSam1, literature
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Sfc - Mistaken Identity Pt 3
Please comment if you like my story, tell me what you liked and even what you didnt like. When Carl came home with his aunt, laughter rang through the house, after everything had settled down the real Alanna was nowhere to be found, her mother was the first to notice, “Alanna where are you honey?” Everyone began searching the house, but Alanna was nowhere to be found, they thought maybe she had gone to her friends house at the end of the street where Kelli lived. Kelli was Alanna’s best friend, as she opened the door she saw Alanna standing there in the pouring rain, “Come in, what the hell is wrong with you?” Because it was raining so hard Kelli hadn’t notice her best friend was crying, once inside it became clear something was terribly wrong. Alanna told Kelli what had happened earlier in the day, Kelli, trying to be sympathetic but unable to hold in the laughter of Carls situation, just burst out laughing imagining what Carl would look like in a pretty dress. Because they
Thanks to all my readers and fans for being so patient waiting for Part 2, if you like this part please comment below. Carl was in a panic his aunt Deanna had caught him wearing his sisters clothes, and wig, “Come along dear the shops wont stay open for ever and we need to get to the salon before we can get you just the right outfit” “Is that the child you were babysitting?” She asked Carl just nodded, in a flash Deanna had scooped up the child and returned him to the neighbour, Carl barely had enough time to realize that he had been mistaken for his sister, before Deanna was back and barking orders at him, “Here put these shoes on” he couldn’t believe that his sisters shoes would fit his feet, either she had big feet or he had girls feet. Before he could decide, his aunt pushed him into a chair and was putting the patent leather shoes on his small feet, “This is crazy” thought Carl how can she think I’m Alanna? It wasn’t until he stood up and looked at himself in the mirror