All Right I'll Do It Chapter 3

The washing machine was churning in the utility room next to the bathroom. I slowly lowered my body into the hot water until I was submerged up to my head and then I went under the bubbles and lay there for as long as I could hold my breath. As I came back up for air I felt better. I lathered my hair with shampoo and submerged again. Rising again I leaned back and just tried to relax. I took the bar of soap and having forgotten a washcloth I rubbed the soap in my hands and proceeded to wash my legs. They were so smooth. Girly smooth. My mind wandered from the wonderful relaxed bubble bath to the events of the day.

The corner of my eye could see the pix and I started to think of the four I didn't have. If they were viewed together it would be more then damning. Holding the bottles of beer with my pink fingernails wrapped around them in the cheerleader outfit was as if I was enjoying serving. Showing my penis and Jack had gotten me to smile when I did that. What would people say? What would they think?

Then the photo of me in the door way with my lipstick smeared and cum encrusted face. And finally the last one of fucking some guy (Dave). The photo showed my hands on his legs with my body rose a bit. Dave's arms were to the back and side. Of course it was I having sex on his cock. The dress proved I had changed and with my face covered in cum it was damning.

Seen together I was a translut. Not only would this destroy me in Reidel it would follow me for the rest of my life and ruin my family too.

I laid back in the tub and fell asleep.

When I woke up it was dark. I got out of the tub, turned the light on and dried myself off. On the back of the bathroom door was a cheap full-length mirror. I stood naked looking at myself. Even at nineteen I looked boyish. Actually as I stood there, I wrapped the towel around as my sister did and looked again. The towel was on the horizontal with my skin showing just above mid-chest and my legs showing from about six-inches above my knees. My blond hair hung down semi-dry and as I turned and looked I saw a girl in the mirror. I did a couple of poses I had seen in magazines. Very girlie. The more I looked the less of Tim and the more of Tina I saw.