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Smokin hot woman held the door for me yesterday

Enough of this foolishness, what if Jim could see me now? I was organizing my white purse when I heard his knock on the door. A few minutes later, I was pulling on a rugby shirt and surveying my apartment for tell-tale signs off femininity. You never slipped up once. Where did that come from?

Then, with the towel wrapped around my feminized body, I went to work on my makeup, taking more time than usual to line my eyes, mascara my lashes, shadow my eyelids, blush my cheeks and gloss my lips. I tossed my wig under the vanity and stepped into a cold shower, just long enough to wash away the lingering scent of my cologne. Watching Lin shopping is a spectator sport! I pushed back my chair and raced to my bedroom. Jim's car, although parked between two spots at a crazy angle, seemed to be undamaged, I noticed as I zoomed off to work. He stood there and held it awkwardly with an amused look on his face while I rummaged through the hall closet for my little white cropped sweater with short sleeves. I used to sneak into my mom's closet and try on her stuff. He threw half of it down in one long swig and finished it off with a burp. Twelve for me, eight for you.