Jenni was driving GF FuckBook kept insisting that I sit up straight. I was frightened by her comment as I sat in the warm bubble bath with the fragrant bath oil soaking into my softening skin. Leroy silently beckoned me to his car. My cheerleading outfit was scattered all over the place; I hadn't eve bothered to hang it up when I had changed. Loreen seemed almost startled to realize that I was still there, while Gwen appeared embarrassed. It seems he took 'no further' slightly differently than I had meant it. GF FuckBook dunno. I have an idea, she said. I don't suppose you'd bend the rules, this once? I asked, hopefully. True, I didn't enjoy our physical relationship, but I didn't hate it either. I knew that if I took off my nightgown I'd have to get dressed and then meet my family so if I just didn't get dressed I wouldn't have any problems! What little was left of my male pride put up it's best fight but lost rather quickly to my newly created female pride in the way I looked so off came the ninghtgown and on went the slip, bra, skirt, top, and a few other incidentals. One day though you'll find yourself looking at some guy and realize that to put it bluntly, you want him! Tell me you're joking! I exclaimed.