RANSVESTIA

"What did you tell Earl about us last night?" My voice was angry and full of accusations.

"Nothing much," he was quite taken aback by my attack. "I just told him that we were heading towards a lasting relationship." There was worry on his face. "Aren't we?"

I was shaken. "What's a lasting relationship?" I gasped.

It was his turn to be surprised. "Well," he said, "I thought we might get engaged pretty soon. Didn't you?"

What could I say? I was stunned. Despite Ed Birley, I usually thought to myself that no one had asked me to marry them. Roy's question was a funny kind of proposal. I was standing there open- mouthed when a sleepy Valerie came out of her bedroom. She hadn't put on a robe or a negligee. Her black, frilly nightie, black, bikini panties and tousled blonde hair gave her a sexiness that Roy responded to in open-mouthed wonder. Her beautiful legs were entirely bare and you could see her well-shaped bust through the nightie.

"Oh!" her voice was huskier than usual. “I didn't know anyone was here."

"Just me," said Roy with a gulp, eyeing her as if he'd just seen strange fruit. "I just asked your roommate to marry me, but she's thinking it over."

"But..." her voice trailed off. She stood in her doorway, staring at the pair of us. "I though Earl..."

"He just misunderstood me," said Roy, his eyes looking down at her pink toenails. "But at least he forced me to be honest and ask the questions I should have asked the other night." He turned to me. "Well, what do you say?"

They were both watching me expectantly. "Wh-What can I say?” I started out hesitantly, still astonished beyond words.

"Excuse me," Valerie had realized how she must appear but there was a funny kind of look of her face. "I must get some clothes on." Her door closed firmly behind her.

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