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That's Another Mistake.

Dad came in my room and woke me very early for a Saturday, I was a bit worried,a bit confused,
"Dan my boy, how'd you like a day swimming in a wonderful outdoor pool?"
I happily replied-" sure Dad,Are you buying one for our home?"
Dad laughed and replied -" No Dan, Mrs Martin , a fine and rich lady I do book keeping for invited
you to use her pool- of course you can't swim alone, you'll be swimming with her daughter"
" I don't care Dad, you know I love swimming,how soon do we go?"
Dad replied "A.S.A.P. QUICK get dressed and off we;ll go"

"DAD!, " I screamed, " I forgot my swimming trunks,lets turn around the car and go back home and get them"
"Can't Dan, no time,I'm dropping you off and heading to a appointment, I'm sure they'll supply you a swimsuit"

I was worried as Dad dropped me off without even saying hello to Mrs Martin
I rang the doorbell and a little girl age maybe 7 answered the door, she was very friendly and figured out
whom I was.
I told her I was thankful to swim with her but forgot my suit-
"That's okay we have clean spares down in the poolhouse- A butler will show you the way"

Just then a butler came and led me to the poolhouse, he recited all the swimming pool rules
which were what I'd follow anyway,

The last rule was I was required to wear a bathing cap ,I agreed to the rules
and the butler led me to a changeroom and then departed.

In the changeroom I found enty of swimsuits to choose from, but wait a minute ,these were all
girls one piece suits, what can I do but wear one,it seems I have no choice
The only one that fit was a deep pink one, and with my cap on I was ready to swim.

Once I got to the pool the little girl giggled and said "we swim together myname is Danelle"

"I'm Dan" I said, the pool was awesome and huge, we won't even need swim near one another
which is good, I felt funny being a big 12 year old swimming with this little girl.

After only 10 minutes of swimming another butler appeared stating "Everybody out of the pool
Danelle,come along with me, your Piano teacher is here to give you your lesson"
He then told me to wait on the pool deck
I waited on the pool deck about 10 minutes when a nice Lady came into view
she started talking to me in Spanish, I was confused as to what she wanted
she kept saying " si si si " alot so I nodded yes and said si also

She then took me by surprise and started to do my nails, I mean she trimmed them and
files them, I then realized she thinks I'm Danelle and is here to do her nails
What can I do- I was afraid to try to stop her, so I let her continue
within half a hour she'd painted all my nails a hot pink shade of nail polish and left.

I learnt something, I always believed nail polish washed off in water,well trying to wipe off the
polish with the pool water just didn't work,

I sure hope Danelle and Mrs Martin could help me,and where is Danelle, her lesson seemed long'

I sat by the pool totally embrassed now, wearing a girls swimsui, and my nails wrong,
what else could happen----

Well a French speaking fellow appeared poolside and again only spoke French,
He said Danny and Oui Oui alot
I figured he knew I was Dan so I said Oui Oui alot
He then started measurung me in all kinds of ways, seems like he was a tailor of some sort
I am totally confused by him
Finally he left.

After like 2 hours of waiting Danelle returned to the pool, I did my best to explain to her what had been going on

She started to cry and ran inside and returned with her mother.

Mrs Martin was upset , and told me -
"young man, you have just been measured for a expensive flower girl dress, ,now what am I to do
my Daughter wll never ever fit into your custom made dress?

you may continue the story if you like.

LadyBeverly LadyBeverly 18-21, F 3 Responses Apr 22, 2012

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CHAPTER 2<br />
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"But,but, but'am. There was a misunderstanding. You can just call the man and explain that he took the wrong person's measurements."<br />
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"I'm afraid I can't do that.", she replied. "You are going to have to fill in for Danielle in the ceremony. Unless you can pay to have this mistake corrected."<br />
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"How much will it cost?", I asked her.<br />
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"More than you can afford, I'm afraid. The dress is a $6,000 dress that is being rush made for the ceremony which is in 2 days and the visit to have the measurements taken cost me $800 dollars. He came here from London to make the measurements and has already taken off in a private jet to return and make the dress."<br />
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"What kind of ceremony is it?", I asked.<br />
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"A very important wedding for the son of the most powerful mob boss in the entire country and we only have 2 days to get you ready to to be a flower girl . Come with me." She led me inside the house and up a spiral staircase to a long hall on the second floor. We walked down the hall to a bedroom that was almost a large as my whole house!<br />
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We got inside and she told me that if I was going to be in this wedding my performance had to be perfect and no one could ever suspect that I wasn't a girl or we both might killed.<br />
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She instructed me to go into the bathroom and ***** down naked. I hesitated and she raised her voice at me. "LET'S GO! WE DON"T HAVE TIME TO WASTE."<br />
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This scared me a little and I hurried to the bathroom. Closing the door behind me I began to comply with her demand as I heard her make a phone call on the otherside of the door. <br />
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It was hard to make out what she was saying but I could tell she was asking someone else to come to the bedroom.<br />
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A couple moments later there was a knock at the door and Mrs Martin was asking me if I was naked.<br />
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"Yea...yes, yes ma'am. I am. Now what?"<br />
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One of my assistants will be up in a moment to she is now. Do not be embarassed. She is going to come in. Cooperate with her and do everything she asks of you." As she said this the door open, then quickly closed with a very pretty 30 something latino lady coming in.<br />
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I immediately turned 3 shades of red as I saw the attractive lady walk in and towards me while I stood there butt naked. Even worse as the fact that she was attractive enough that I started to, well you can figure it out. I unsuccessfully tried to cover my expanding private parts with my hands. <br />
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She saw this and commented," My My are we excited to be doing this or what?"<br />
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I wanted to tell her NO, this is because you are soo sexy looking and , trust me, not because I am going to have to wear a dress in a wedding or die. But, alas, no words escaped my lips. I only turned redder.<br />
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She started to fill a large garden tub ( large enough for 4 people to bathe in at once) with water and bubble bath. Se then told me to get in the tub and get ready for her to shave off my all my body hair.<br />
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Of course I didn't want to do this but I knew I didn't have a choice so in I got.<br />
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Over the next half hour she shaved my legs, arms, underarms and anywhere else I had any body hair. When she was done with this she plucked some of my eyebrow hairs, shaping them into, what I would later see in the mirror was, a very feminine thin arch. <br />
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Once all this was done whe held up a large fluffy bath robe and she told me to get out and put it on. When I had she took me over to a reclining chair and she told me to sit back. As soon as I had she started to rub a very flowery smelling lotion all over my body. Of course this caused me even more emberrassment, for when she opened the robe I was involuntarily "saluting" her. She smiled, giggled and once again commented that I must me really enjoying this. She also said that the fact that I was enjoying this was going to help make it even more convincing and help me to not get found out, for if I get discovered I would be killed.<br />
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Dear god, what have i gotten into, I asked myself as she finished the lotion and started run her fingers through my hair.<br />
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"This will never do," she said to herself,, " Your hair is much too short. You are going to need extensions."<br />
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About this time another latino girl, this one around 20 years old, came into room carrying a shopping bag from the most expensive store in the mall.<br />
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The first lady instructed me to sit up so she could do my makeup. While she did my face the other girl removed the robe from my arms and shoulders and slipped around be, a bra. I shuddered and she smiled. Once the bra was properly fitted on me she pulled out to small breast forms out of the bag and placed them in the cups of the bra, fussing over the placement of them until she was satisfied that they looked perfect. <br />
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Next she pulled out of the bag, a pair of shoes. (these shoes" ") and placed them on the floor next to me. The question must have been all over my face for, without me asking the older lady said, "because you have got to learn to walk in heels."<br />
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The younger girl continued to pull things out of this bag; a pair of light blue denim skinny leg jeans with heart shaped cutouts all the way up the outer seam of the right leg, and a V- neck fitter tee shirt that had the word love written in many different fonts and languages all over the front.<br />
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I was instructed to put these clothes on but first I needed to put on the pink lycra stretch boyshorts I was handed by the younger girl.<br />
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Once I had these clothes on I sat back down in the chair while the younger girl placed the heels on my feet and the older lady styled my middle-of-the-ear length hair into a feminine style.<br />
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The last thing the girl pulled out of the bag was a thin silver anklet with a silver heart dangling from one side and a matching bracelet, both of which she placed on my right ankle and right wrist.<br />
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The older lady told me to stand up and walk over to the full length mirror on the other side of the room. I hesitated then stood up, discovering that it was harder to stand up with heels on. I steadied myself and took my first steps. Surprisingly it wasn't as hard as I imagined i would be. The older lady commented to the younger hat I looked like a natural and she suspected that this might not be the first time I had ever worn heels. (It was)<br />
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When I got to the mirror, I saw myself for the first time since I had entered this "transformation chamber" and what I saw in the mirror wasn't me at all. I saw a mildly attractive young girl looking back at me and mimicking my every move.<br />
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"We are as pleased as you are." said the younger girl. <br />
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"Actually, I told her. It's not that I am pleased I am just relieved that I don't look like an awkward, strange, boy unsuccessfully trying to imitate a girl. I am sooo afraid of being discovered and killed and I do't want ti die so I an relieved that this just might work. Trust me, I don't WANT to do this but if I have to..."<br />
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The older lady looked at her watch then told me that we needed to hurry downstairs for there was a car waiting to take us to a salon appointment for hair extensions.<br />
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"Wait!" the younger girl said as she hurriedly crossed the room towards me. "I almost forgot one last thing". And with that she clipped these super-cute light blue daisy earrings on my ears. ( )

My Lady, <br />
I dont think we can continue this for you.<br />
You are doing so well.<br />
I dont think we would mind if you continued.<br />
Sounds great so far.<br />
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Does anyone else agree with me?

This story has a very interesting story line, It can only turn to a disaster or a discovery for the boy, but which one?

I don't know yet