We were meant to be doing something productive after breakfast, chores, and the morning free period were over. Somewhere along the lines, J came up with an idea of what we could do to be productive. A fashion show.
“My clothes are all dirty.” I laughed. I had just put literally everything other than the sweatpants and Tshirt I was wearing into two of the washers out in the laundry room, which was in a seperate building next door to the main house.
“That’s ok, you can sport the pajamas with makeup look!” J replied, hyper as ever. He was parading around in tight skinny jeans, an orange base shirt with white stripes that cut off just below his chest, exposing his flat stomach, and hung loosly over his shoulders. It was a woman’s shirt, one I had given him that didn’t look so great on me crossdressing (in fact it did not even fit) but it was perfect on him. With the clothes he wore a long haired red wig (which I had also given to him), and bright red lipstick (the lipstick was from me too), which brought out his naturally plump lips even more. The whole thing together had him just oozing sexiness, and I couldn’t help taking in every angle of him with my eyes.
A was there as well, she wore a purple wig that belonged to me, with 2 black rose hair pins (Which was also mine. I seem to be the only one out of us that went around from place to place with an assortment of costume items.) she had on a scarf, and some of her everyday clothes, but they looked good together. J said they looked like Rihanna and Nikki Minaj. (Personally, I wouldn’t want to look like Nikki Minaj, but the look was fantastic on A!)
Being in pajamas, I decided i’d be the judge, so I sat down on one of the couches after A started the music and ran down the hallway after J. I tried to do my best Simon Cowell impression as they strutted into the room, keeping their every movement in sync with the beat of Lady Gaga’s Judas. J was very sexual, as he usually was. Not that I minded. Everything he did in that little fashion show was hot, and though I hate to admit it, I liked it, knowing very well that I shouldn’t be having thoughts like that…
(Up next will be what happened AFTER the show)