Being Barbi's Bitch

"Yes?" she asked.

I was trembling so hard, it took me six tries before I could get a single word out. Instead of the practiced, rehearsed, perfect speech I had prepared on the drive down, I dropped my jaw and uttered a single, "Wow."

She looked at me strangely for a moment. Forewarned by her past experiences dealing with Customs & Immigration, I'd had to be careful about how I presented myself when crossing the border. I had fully intended to stop somewhere on the US side to make myself properly presentable, but I was just too excited to waste a single moment.

As a result, I was looking very androgynous in a pair of women's sneakers (white with a few subtle pink accents), unisex shorts (black), and a woman's t-shirt (white). Even without makeup, padding, a wig, or jewellery to give me away, a woman would have noticed the fit of the clothes. Fortunately, the college-aged kid who checked my passport never looked twice.

"Heathyr?" Her eyes lit up in recognition. She reached out and crushed me to her chest. It felt so good, after all this time. "What the hell is your problem, girl? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

I smiled and returned the embrace. Her body felt incredible against me, so perfectly shaped in absolutely every aspect. "I wanted it to be a surprise."

"Well, it certainly is that." She stepped back, giving me another look at her. Even though I had never seen her in anything other than leather and latex, she looked just as stunning in a t-shirt and jeans. Her body still had the kind of curves that any woman would die for, and her face was still sexy as hell, even without makeup. Of course, it was that telltale bulge between her legs that nudged her from gorgeous to absolute perfection.

She ushered me inside, but I paused on the doorstep. If I was going to do this, I had to do it right. I'd practiced this a hundred times on the drive down but, unlike my greeting, this was something I couldn't afford to blow. I had to do it, and I had to do it right, even if all she did was laugh me off.