RANSVESTIA

"Why, Barbara, how lovely you look this morning, has your mother told you of our plans?"

I nodded happily but said, “Yes they have, but I want you to know that I feel deeply ashamed that I disappointed you."

"Now, Barbara, this is a happy moment for all of us, and we don't want any remorse to be felt by anyone. Why don't you go in and wake up Marty. We didn't want to disturb him but I'm sure that he will want to see you."

I tiptoed into the bedroom and found Marty sound asleep. I bent over and lightly kissed him on the cheek. "Wake up, darling, so much is happening to us and I don't want you to miss a minute of it."

He slowly turned over and sleepily looked up at me, not realizing where he was for a moment, then he grinned at me.

"Barb, honey, what time is it?" he asked. When I told him, he sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Then he looked at me again and a big grin spread over his face. “Man, if you aren't the most. Turn around, honey, and let me look at you."

I did a graceful twist, knowing that I was beautiful in the eyes of my very own love.

Marty grabbed me and drew me down on the bed beside him, at the same time caressing my legs with a strong hand. I slapped him lightly as his hand went over my knee.

"Hey, don't do that. Don't you know that it was your beautiful legs that first attracted me to you?”

I playfully bit his ear and raised my legs to examine them. In the beautiful nylons and the Capezios I agreed that my legs were pretty.

"I agree, you big goof, but don't mishandle the merchandise." And I began to tickle him, getting the most satisfactory results with Marty tumbling onto the floor. I found myself pulled down on top of him where he hugged me and gave me a breathtaking kiss.

“Okay, silly, let me up and we'll see what life has in store for us this wonderful morning."

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