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Dear Diary,
Roger has come a long way since I started to help him become the woman I think he desperately wants to be, its been 3 moths now and my brother is coming home from college for a couple of weeks, Im hoping Nigel can bring out the true woman within Roger, it hasn't all been easy trying to get Roger to accept his feminine side, even though he looks the part he hasnt always appreciated what Ive done for him.
Ive helped him when his semi permenant makeup started to fade, I got mom to buy him his first bra and boobs, I was with him when he got his first ear piercings, I arranged for him to get his hair styled more feminine, I even helped him pick out more appropriate clothes than the ones Marisa had left him with.
Marisa never did come back after she left with her boyfriend, if it hadnt been for me he would have been dressed in his tomboy clothes waiting for another weekend where he could "Dress up" but only for a couple of days, he walks in heels much better now thanks to me also, my mom even got him a job at the beauty school to pay off all the money he owned to buy his feminine lifestyle.
Here he is helping someone pick a nice perfume, (Hes the one on the left) Didn't I do a good job?
Roger has come a long way since I started to help him become the woman I think he desperately wants to be, its been 3 moths now and my brother is coming home from college for a couple of weeks, Im hoping Nigel can bring out the true woman within Roger, it hasn't all been easy trying to get Roger to accept his feminine side, even though he looks the part he hasnt always appreciated what Ive done for him.
Ive helped him when his semi permenant makeup started to fade, I got mom to buy him his first bra and boobs, I was with him when he got his first ear piercings, I arranged for him to get his hair styled more feminine, I even helped him pick out more appropriate clothes than the ones Marisa had left him with.
Marisa never did come back after she left with her boyfriend, if it hadnt been for me he would have been dressed in his tomboy clothes waiting for another weekend where he could "Dress up" but only for a couple of days, he walks in heels much better now thanks to me also, my mom even got him a job at the beauty school to pay off all the money he owned to buy his feminine lifestyle.
Here he is helping someone pick a nice perfume, (Hes the one on the left) Didn't I do a good job?
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A new entry for Sally's diary.
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A very nice job