One of my New Outfits

 


I really don't know how I feel about having about owning my own dresses, bras, heels, makeup, you name it.  As soon as we got home both days, they had me model my new outfits so they obviously know what I look like in them, but they still insisted on me sending out photographic proof that I spent at least some time in my new clothes every afternoon. It's pretty embarrassing to be lounging around in my dress when Dave walks in. He thinks the girls are insane, but he doesn't want to piss them off so he doesn't say anything, but I know he must think I'm a total sissy. I'm getting better at doing my makeup and I don't know how I feel about that.

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