Date: Wed, 19 Dec 2007 19:59:16 -0500
From: Cathe <cathe.evans@verizon.net>
Subject: Hi Mommy, part 7

Hi Mommy ...
Chapter 7

My life had effectively changed forever. The events of the previous night
and early morning were to be the defining elements of my future with Linda
and otherwise.

I awoke with Brian's arm draped over my chest, cupping a breast he had no
idea was silicone.  It felt strange to wake up with long hair covering my
face, the feel of silk against my skin, makeup still on my skin. Brian was
curled against my body; I could feel his erection pressing into my buns. I
was tempted to take things to the next step. In spite of everything, I felt
good. I finally felt like I was living what I'd felt like I should be
living and dare not say to anyone.

The reality of my situation hit me, and I slipped out of bed quickly before
Brian woke. I could not allow him to see me with the shadow of a beard and
a bulge in my panties. Neither of us were ready for that. Brian stirred as
I made my way to te bathroom, where I took stock of the situation.

I quickly showered and shaved as close as I could using Linda's razor, then
dashed into the closet-dressing room. It had taken some time to figure out
how the combs held the wig to my head, but after considering my lack of
options decided to leave it on and try washing it in the shower. The combs
held it fast, and it was a simple matter to shampoo it and hope for the
best later. I knew nothing of using Linda's curlers, and was only
moderately proficient with my blow dryer. But I had made such a mess of it
- leaving it stiff with cum and wet still - that I couldn't present it to
Linda in that condition. Whatever ... I made a decent attempt at doing my
makeup and stared at the damp mass of hair wondering what to do next.

I picked up Linda's dryer and a hairbrush and carefully ran it through the
hair with long strokes. "Hey - not bad!", I thought, as it gradually fell
into place. Must have been the benefits of a human hair wig, but before
long I had it arranged into a pretty simple "flip" style - the ends turned
up just the slightest bit. I moved my head from side to side to see how it
would hold up and was pleased to see it moved like silk once again. It was
easy to brush my natural bangs across my forehead again, and I found a hair
band in a drawer which I slipped on as Linda had done the day before. This
"girly" stuff was pretty easy to handle, actually! Either that or it just
came more naturally to me than I first thought. Did Linda see that?, I
wondered.

The holes Linda made in my ears were still open, so I hunted through the
many drawers and found her everyday jewelry. I selected a simple pair of
gold hoops and inserted them into the ears. They were just barely covered
by my hair. I thought I looked pretty damned good, for never having done
this before!

Turning to the issue of clothing, I located Linda's lingerie drawer and
found a basic set of bra and panties. Pale blue ones. A matching garterbelt
came next, and a peek into her stocking drawer yielded a pair of sheer
black nylons. They were easy to pull on after remembering the advice Linda
gave me the day before.

I realized I was enjoying myself! Deciding to do it right and missing
nothing, I next selected a pale blue full slip from the appropriate drawer
and slipped it on. Over all the other items, it felt like nothing I've ever
felt before. The under things felt so good and sexy I decided to tone down
the rest of the outfit some. Bypassing the casual dresses, I looked through
the numerous blouses and skirts hanging in the closet. I found a really
cute red tartan skirt, and then a simple white silk blouse with a big bow
at the neck. The blouse felt wonderful as I slipped it on and reached for
the wool skirt. Stepping into it, I had to remember the zipper went to the
back - not the front as men were used to. I tucked the blouse in and zipped
and buttoned the waistband, looked in the full mirror, and was pleased at
what I saw. VERY pleased.

"Well - here we go again!", I thought to myself, and walked out the closet
door - right into Brian's arms.

"You look gorgeous, honey" he whispered, and promptly kissed me firmly on
the lips. "You look as pretty in casual clothes as you did in that fancy
outfit last night."

to be continued ....