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The Charity shop
Sarah said she had phoned the charity shop and they told her they weren’t accepting any donations right now because the shop was full, and they had to sell some things before they could take any more donations, I breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems I relaxed too soon.
“Well” said Sarah “That leaves just one thing, we will have to
take them to the local tip”
After Amanda’s outburst on my phone I knew I was in trouble, there was no way I could afford to replace all of her clothes, shoes and make up, Sarah started packing Amanda’s cases into the car, she watched me as I helped her with the biggest case,
“Your ok with this arent you Bernie? After all we do need the space”
“Yes” I answered “It only make sense”
I was shaking trying to think of a way out of this, I started to mumble something to Sarah about how we could maybe wait until the charity shop had sold some things, but Sarah was all over that, “Bernie, we dont know when that will be,
this is for the best believe me”
OMG it would take months for me to pay Amanda back for all the things we were about to throw on the tip,
Maybe I could come back later tonight and I could try and find the cases, I thought,
But how could I be sure I would be able to find them?
I watched as the rain began to fall, the drive to the tip didnt seem to take very long and before I knew it, there I was helping Sarah throw away all of
Amanda’s clothes, makeup, and shoes.
Almost a thousand dollars, I just couldnt do it.....
Before I knew what I was saying, I shouted....
“Ok I admit it there are all mine”
Sarah turned to me with a huge smile on her face, “I knew it,” she said, “Ive read about crossdressers and how they “Purge” their stash when they get a new girlfriend, not wanting them to find out their little secret, and hoping they could return to a “Normal” life, she opened one of the cases, I was shocked to see she had replaced all Amanda’s things with some old books she was throwing out.
“I knew you wouldnt be able to see all your clothing, shoes, and make up that you had probably been collecting for years, thrown on the tip, so I switched them with all these books I didnt want, Dont you feel better now that the truth is out?”
“But how did you know for sure” I asked
“It was the LIPS label on the make up bag, you made that with the label maker you have, at your desk where you work at home, Come on lets go,” she said.
What have I done......
Amanda’s clothes, makeup, and shoes.
Almost a thousand dollars, I just couldnt do it.....
Before I knew what I was saying, I shouted....
“Ok I admit it there are all mine”
Sarah turned to me with a huge smile on her face, “I knew it,” she said, “Ive read about crossdressers and how they “Purge” their stash when they get a new girlfriend, not wanting them to find out their little secret, and hoping they could return to a “Normal” life, she opened one of the cases, I was shocked to see she had replaced all Amanda’s things with some old books she was throwing out.
“I knew you wouldnt be able to see all your clothing, shoes, and make up that you had probably been collecting for years, thrown on the tip, so I switched them with all these books I didnt want, Dont you feel better now that the truth is out?”
“But how did you know for sure” I asked
“It was the LIPS label on the make up bag, you made that with the label maker you have, at your desk where you work at home, Come on lets go,” she said.
What have I done......
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Good twist.