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Don't judge me ok, I'm on the last day of my first week, (They don't work Sunday's) and I don't mean to brag, but I think I'm getting the hang of this, I've lost 10 lbs thanks to Amy's diet plan, I am also doing my own make up, and hair, don't get me wrong I still complain to Amy, I don't want her thinking I enjoy this do I, Just today I told Amy that I thought this skirt was too short, what I didnt tell her was I thought my legs looked great, ha ha. Hmmmm it got worse.
"I want you to help Amy today Aleanne," shouted Anglea from her office, (I was begining to wonder if she ever actually left that office, ha ha,) "She's doing a shoot down in the financial district," This was great for me, I thought it was going to be an easy day, how wrong could I be.
It was my responsibility to make sure all the models were ready for the shoot and that all the dresses were there when we needed them, everything went well for the morning then, we all went for lunch at the local watering hole, Amy asked me to go to the bar to get our drinks, as I stood there alternating which foot I was standing on, (damn heels) I felt a presence behind me, I didn't turn around until I felt a soft wind blowing on my ear, I turned to be face to face with the guy from the other day that asked if I would go for a coffee with him then dissapeared, "So will you?",
"Will I what?"
"Will you go for a coffee with me?"
This was so strange to me, being asked out, I know it was only for a coffee, but usually it was me doing the asking and me waiting on the girls answer then paying, but the roles were reversed today, it was he who was waiting on me, "weird"
I looked around to see Amy watching and listening to see my reaction, I rebuffed the offer, mainly because I was taken aback by his boldness, but partly because Amy was watching to see if I said yes or no, When I returned to the table, Amy asked "Wheres the drinks I asked you to get," OMG I had completely forgot, I turned to go back to the bar "and my man" but he was gone, vanished just as before.
My mind was a sea after lunch, his eyes were so blue, his mouth so hmmmm, and his hair with just the right amount of waviness, I was shaken by a shout I knew only too well, "Anglea" "What are you doing girl, where is Sonja?" I had lost one of the girls from the shoot, I looked high and low, she was no where to be seen, "I don't know where she is Anglea" I was shaking, "That's Miss Stevens to you girl" "Yes miss Stevens" I replied , Anglea had come down to see how the shoot was going, "OK your about her size YOU will have to stand in for her"
My glare shot over to where Amy was standing, she looked back at me and just shrugged her shoulders, I looked back at Anglea she was going over some papers, and took no notice of my hesitancy, I made my way over to where the models were transformed into the beauties they needed, I stepped forward, a girl unzipped my dress and told me to step into the very short dress, that Sonja was supposed to be wearing, omg my legs were shaking, out of the corner of my eye I could see my mystery man watching it all unfold, what could I do "The show has to go on" what if I refused and Amy got fired, NO it had to be done, after make up and hair I stepped onto the stage, Put this on your shoulder and sit over there, it seemed like a million suns going off all at once, and as fast as "My man" appeared he was gone again
"In a Flash "
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Summering in Femininity (Part 6)
That night, Taylor’s manicured fingernail was positioned over Owen’s contact as Taylor stared at his phone. He’d managed to secure a night away from Emily, thankfully Emily’s mom had some event that required the entire family to attend. Taylor felt happy and secure having eschewed the feminine attire to wear the clothes he’d brought with him from home, a men’s t-shirt and shorts, in addition to removing his prosthetics, being the first time in a few weeks that Emily wasn’t around, he was able to escape her feminine web. Sure, his body was still shaved and his hair was being held in the only hair tie he’d been able to find, a teal scrunchie, but other than that and his nails, he felt like himself once again. And feeling like himself meant it was time to return Owen’s call. Taylor was nervous about calling, since he’d missed a lot of calls from Owen, having always been around Emily when he called, and afraid to pick up for fear that Emily might say something that would tip Owen off
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Falling into Femininity (Part 1)
The sun was streaming into a bedroom as an alarm clock blared it’s trademark “BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP”. A hand tipped with manicured nails coated with pink polish slammed down onto the alarm clock, stopping the incessant siren. The owner of the arm kicked their blanket off of the bed and onto the floor, revealing that they were wearing a set of pink pajama bottoms and an oversized t-shirt. The figure sighed and sat up in the bed, brushing their hair out of their face. This was the day that Taylor had been dreading ever since his parents had made their announcement that the work trip had been extended, and Taylor was going to start his senior year, not at the school back home with all his friends, but at a private school alongside Emily and Logan, the two teens that lived across the street who had befriended Taylor over the course of the summer. For any normal kid, that would only be a minor inconvenience, but for Taylor, it was the continuation of the same torment that Taylor
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What started off as an "easy day" has turned VERY complicated.
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where is day 7?