They stretch and fit beautifully. Not wanting it to be too obvious, and since most of my shirts are pretty form fitting, I steal one of Kyle’s from his drawer. His shirts are not overly big on me, but they hang lower, giving me flexibility in fluffing for additional hiding. For the first time, I wear a bra. My nipples seem to constantly be hard and rub against even my tank tops. I slip into my chucks (Converse), and I’m ready to go. Looking in the mirror, with the bra on, my boobs look freakin’ huge. Though the tug on the shirt helps hide my tiny pouch that much more. Once we’re in the car, I call Dr. Paige and leave a message with her receptionist, letting her know that Bellvue will be sending over the records from my visit. I tell the receptionist what happened and that I’m alright, valuable lesson learned. I expect Dr. Paige will be calling me later. I also call my mom. “Hi mom,” I say when she answers the phone. “Hi sweetheart, how are you?” “I’m doing good, in New York, how are you doing?” “Oh you know, same ole here.
What do You think about Redeeming Kyle: 69 Bottles #3?
