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    Wedding Present pt II

    The next day I was going to have the house to myself and I knew how I was going to spend it. Suzy had persuaded Mum that she should have a pair of those jeans and I was going to try them on. I went to her room, found the jeans and sat down to put them on. I slid them up my legs, over my ass and did the button up. My erection was making an obscene bulge at the front of the jeans – not very lady like! But I didn’t care. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. Without bragging, they looked fantastic on me – so much better than Sarah’s had and even better than they looked on Suzy! I stood on my tiptoes and twirled around. They felt so good on my bum and I just kept stroking my legs and ass, wishing it was Doug’s hands exploring my body. Despite being only thirteen, I already liked to tease my own body so I didn’t take my erection out and cum. I knew I had all day to myself so I would enjoy myself with Suzy’s clothes. I pulled out a black training bra and padded it out with a pair of stockings (yes, both Suzy and Jane took after our Mum and preferred stockings). I found a black cropped t-shirt and pulled that over my head. Finally I sat at her dressing table and put on a little make-up like she had done many times on me. It took a couple of attempts but I finally didn’t look too bad. Some times it wasn’t all bad that puberty was still a way off! The only thing missing was a pair of heels. Mum wouldn’t let Suzy have **** hells but she had a pair with a two inch heel which was plenty for my first time in Suzy’s clothes. I walked down the stairs and started on my chores feeling like the sexiest girl in the world. I had the radio on quite loud as I was dancing around the kitchen, enjoying myself more than I thought possible. I was singing away at the kitchen sink and then I froze. Staring at me through the window was Doug. I don’t know who was more shocked. Doug’s face was a picture. He stood there open mouthed staring at me. I just screamed and turned and ran up the stairs as quickly as I could in those damned heels. I got to my room and slammed it behind me and dived on to my bed and just laid there and cried. My best friend had just seen me dressed like a girl. What would he think. I knew that he’d never want to talk to me again. I wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye. My day had gone from being the best day in my life to the worst in seconds. I cried and cried and cried.


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