A charming tale of magical self-discovery.

Part 3A of 8
Part 1 of 2 Parts

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Part 3 - The Dating Game

The rest of the morning was spent puttering around the house. I was so immersed in my thoughts about my experiences that I really did not pay any attention to my actions. I was still trying to figure out why I was going to be Jennifer for a month and also thought about what Jennifer would do when she discovered that she was missing a month of her life after I was finished. No answer came to me, but I did not expect one either.

I made lunch around noon, sat, and ate it without tasting it. But then again, I never really tasted anything I ate. I was practically a zombie because my actions were so focused on one thing that did not have anything to do with eating. I was starting to get the urge to go back. I picked things up, put them in the sink, and started preparing myself for return to Jennifer.

I went back into my bedroom and picked the necklace up from the nightstand. I picked up the third charm and opened the clasp on the necklace. After the charm was in place, I closed it and slipped it over my head. The swirling started again and soon I was back as Jennifer.

This time, I was standing in front of a mirror. Jennifer was a very beautiful young woman. I was in awe of the vision of loveliness in the mirror. Long deep brunette hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her face was perfectly made up. She was wearing a mini-skirt that went to midthigh in khaki color. A cream colored blouse that complimented the skirt covered her upper torso. There was a sheen to her legs that was proof that she was wearing pantyhose even though I could not actually see any difference in the color of her skin to the color of the hose. She was wearing a pair of sandals that had a thick sole and a large clunky heel, which was obviously the popular style with the young women these days. The thing that impressed me a lot was that fact that this young lady was very statuesque, being about 5'10" or 5'11" tall. Her legs were long and very shapely. Her bust was a perfectly formed C-cup size. If I had to guess her measurements, I would have said she was a 36-23-37. Just about as perfect as a girl could get without being too large and small enough without being too small. Overall, perfect for her height. What I could not get over was that the image in the mirror looked to be in her early twenties. I must have skipped about seven years of Jennifer's life.

I tried to guess what Jennifer was dressed up for by glancing at the clock next to her bed. The time showed that it was 6:45 but I was not able to guess whether it was a.m. or p.m. I was going to have to improvise. I could at least tell that it was daylight outside so it could be either evening or morning. Since I was ready for something, I might as well try to find out what.

I walked out of the room and glanced in Jennifer's mother's room. She was in the bed and was reading a book. I had to play the niceties, "Good morning mom. How are you today?"

She looked at me strangely. "Morning? What are you talking about, Jennifer? You know I have been here in bed all day sick. Are you sure you are not coming down with the same thing I have??

"Sorry, mom. I forgot about things in my rush to get ready."

"That's ok dear. You go ahead and go enjoy yourself on your date tonight."

Date? Jennifer, I mean, I am going out on a date? Oh, no. I'm not ready for a date. I'd have to play this out. "Ok, mom. You take care of yourself and I will see you later."

"I will. Good night, sweetie."

"Good night mom. I love you."

I was in a near panic state. I had to find out who it was that I was supposed to be going out with tonight. There was only one thing to do and that was to call Heather and get the scoop on the guy. I went back into Jennifer's room. I had seen a telephone next to her bed a few minutes ago and I intended to make use of it. I did not see any sort of directory around, so Jennifer must have the numbers programmed into the phone. As I looked at the phone, there were several buttons that had letters next to them. One of the buttons had an 'H' next to it. On taking the chance that it was Heather, I went ahead, picked the receiver up, and pressed the 'H' button.

The voice that answered the phone didn't sound like Heather but once I asked for her, she was on the phone in seconds. "Hey Jennifer! I thought you were getting ready to go on a date? Has he stood you up?"

"Hi Heather. I'm the other Jennifer."

"The 'other' Jennifer? Are you feeling ok? Are you coming down with what your mother has?"

"No, I' fine. This is the Jennifer with the necklace. Remember me?"

"Oh, my God! You're back? I had forgotten all about you. It has been over two years since you were here last and we had almost given up on you."

"Two years? Only that long? Geez, when I looked Jennifer's body over in the mirror, I could have sworn that she was at least twenty-two. She looks so much older than seventeen."

"What did I tell you about makeup? It has the ability to add several years onto a woman's look as well as taking off a few years. Now do you understand about that?"

"Yes, I do. Now, I have some questions for you. Do you have a moment?"

"I do, but I am not sure that you have the time. Your date should be there very soon."

"That is one of my questions. Who is my date? In addition, what is the date today? I don't want to foul up so badly that he will never want to date me again."

"I don't think you have to worry about that. Your date is Dan Sparks and he has a reputation around the school as being a very boring date. He talks all the time and the girls he has dated has never wanted to date him again. I am surprised that Jennifer even agreed to go out with him after knowing about his reputation. As for the date, it is Friday, September 9, 2005. Anything else you need to know?"

"No, that is about it for now. Can you, the rest of the girls and I get together tomorrow? I would like to get caught up on things so that I don't muck up Jennifer's life too badly. I'm going to be here a month from what I have been told for this trip."

"Sure, I don't think that anyone is doing anything important tomorrow. Then you can fill us in on how your date went. Oh, before you go I have a question for you. What is the charm and goal this time?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot about that. This charm is a shoe. Or rather an old looking tennis shoe. Something that looks well lived in and comfortable. The question was Settle In for the Long Haul. From the last letter I received, I am supposed to be here for a month. I am still trying to figure this one out. Would you be willing to think about it and let me know your ideas?"

"Sure. When the girls and us get together, we can discuss it. However, for now, I had better let you go and finish getting ready."

"Perfect. I will see you then. I had better go out and wait for my date to get her." As I said that, I heard the doorbell ring. "Oops, I have to go. The doorbell just rang and I think that is him. See you later."

"Bye, Jen." We hung up and I gathered myself together and left the room. I peeked in at mom. "Bye, mom. I'll see you later."

"Bye, Jennifer. Have a good time. Try not to stay out too late."

"I won't mom." I ran to the front door, grabbed the purse on the table next to it that had a tag on it that said Jennifer on it. Checked it over to make sure that I had everything that I would need for the night out. Checked out ok. I checked myself over to make sure everything was fine with my clothes. Straightened out a couple of wrinkles. Braced myself. Here goes. I opened the door.

On the other side of the door was a nervous looking young man that looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a dark blue suit that made him look like he should have been going to a twenty year high school reunion than a date with a seventeen year old girl. It was so far out of style that I had to assume that it was a hand me down from his father. I tried not to wrinkle my nose at it. I put a smile on my face when I looked at him. Physically, he was very good looking. He stood about 6'3" tall, which was about 5" taller than Jennifer was. He had a sandy brown color of hair that had a tousled look to it. It looked almost as if he did not really take care of it but at the same time it had a look of ruggedness to it that was somewhat cute. He had pale blue eyes that almost looked gray. A strong jaw and an overall ruggedly handsome face. The rest of his body showed that he cared about how good of shape he was in. That was at least a good sign.

"Hi Jennifer. I hope you are ready to go." His voice was an ear-pleasing baritone. Not too deep and not too high for someone his size. One thing that was detracting from the overall look he was presenting was that he was giving a nervous dance with his feet. Almost as if he was uncomfortable in those clothes.

"Hi Dan. Yes, I'm ready to go. Shall we?"

"Yes. I will let you know I am a bit nervous about going out with you. After all you are one of the most popular girls in the school and I am a bit shy."

"Don't worry about me. You will do fine."

He led me to his car and opened the passenger door for me to get in. Knowing that I could not get in a car wearing a short skirt like I am and do so as I normally do, I had to sit and back in as well as swiveling as I did so. I had to make sure that I did not spread my legs and give him a view of my crotch. However, I failed to make sure that my upper body was not flashed also. He got a good eye full of my cleavage when I leaned forward a bit as I sat down. I looked up at him and seen a big grin on his face and I grew warm as I blushed fiercely. I wasn't going to make that mistake again.

I sat silently in the car for a while out of total embarrassment. I was afraid I would say the wrong thing to him and ruin the evening for him. After a while, I began to realize that he would not let anything ruin the evening by coming from me. He talked the whole time we were driving to dinner. I have no idea what he talked about because it was so inane that I did not even pay any attention to what he said. We eventually got to the restaurant that he wanted to eat at but it was a struggle to keep from telling him to turn around and taking me back home.

After a 10-minute wait for a table, we were finally shown to our table. The ensuing wait for our waitress was a battle of patience in my part. Dan's ceaseless talking bombarded me. I had already made my choice on my dinner but he seemed to be unable to make any sort of decision for his. I could not help but wonder what his problem was. He seemed to be a confident person but his talking seemed to be a cover up for something. I could not place what it was.

When we finally were able to place our orders, I was able to get some sort of silence while he drank some soda. After a long 30 minutes of waiting for the meal to arrive, I could hardly get a word in edge wise. He never asked any questions of me and never asked my opinion of anything. I have never been so bored in all my life as I was that whole meal. Now I know what Heather had been trying to tell me about Dan. He was very boring and I was nearly about to fall asleep from hearing his droning voice. I ate my meal in silence for the most part.

The only thing I could think of was how much he sounded like my male self so many years ago. At that thought, I perked up. When I was Dan's age, I tried to date many girls but after a while, they stopped even dating me. I later found out that my talking was what kept them from dating me. Now, I was being confronted with the same thing all over again but from the woman's side of things. I know that the reason I had talked so much was because I was nervous and that was caused by my lack of self-confidence. Moreover, this is what I was dealing with in this young man. I was going to have to see if there was anything I could do to help him with his self-confidence problem.

"Dan, may I ask you a question?" I had to start out easy on him.

"Sure," he said with trepidation.

"I noticed that the whole evening long, you have been doing a lot of talking. Is it due to your nervousness or is it because you have been rejected for so long because of the nervous tension you feel when you get around a girl? Either way, you give off signs of having very low self-esteem. Am I right?"

His eyes shot open wide in shock at his secret being discovered so easily. He did not answer me and his head slowly moved downward until his chin was resting on his chest. I could tell that I had hurt him somehow but I had to press on. I moved my chair over to his side and placed my hand tenderly over his. I had to be gentle or I would break this poor soul.

"Dan, I am sorry that I hurt you. What I asked was not out of hate or anything like that. You see, I am not any different from you and I too have had some very serious esteem problems myself. For one, I am not sure that I should even be here with you since you are a much better person than I am. You don't deserve the likes of me and should be seeing someone better than myself."

His head shot up at that. "What do you mean by that? You are one of the most confident people I know."

"Dan, there is a difference between confidence and self-esteem. Yes, I exude confidence but my self-esteem is shot. I usually do not feel that I am worth anything and I fake the world out by showing that I am confident in everything that I do. That is far from the truth. However, I have been learning to reverse all that and I am feeling better about myself for the most part. What I think I need to do is work with you to bring your self-esteem up to a point that you are not nervous to be around girls."

"And how do you propose to do that?" he asked.

"Well, it is going to be very hard on you since you will have to be around several girls for a long time. What I am meaning is that you hang around my friends and I in our day to day activities. That means going to the mall with us, spending practically all our free time with each other as well as them. They are a crude bunch of girls, but they are very good people. I am sure that you would become used to everything we could say and do to you. However, I do not think you would have anything to worry about with them since they may embarrass you but they would never do anything to hurt you. If they did, they would have to face my wrath."

He looked very apprehensive at that. "How do I know that you are not doing this set me up for a big fall? I have had to deal with that before from some girls who wanted to make a big joke out of me."

I acted as if I was upset over his suggestion. "If you think that about me and my friends, you really have been hurt in the past. Well, you can think again over that, Mr.! We are not like that. We have had to deal with the same cruel people for a long time. We do not like to see others treated the same way. If you are an abused person, you will fit into our little group. I can guarantee that they will treat you well."

He sat there with his head down. I could not tell what he was doing, but I knew he was doing some hard thinking. It was hard to see him in such pain. "Dan, I think what we need to do is finish up here and forget about anything else for the evening. I think what we need to do is spend some time together and talk. Does that sound ok to you?"

"I guess. I really do not feel like going to a movie anyway. I don't know if you were looking forward to going but I just don't want to right now."

"That sounds good to me. I hate to say it, but I had not really wanted to go see a movie tonight anyway. My mother is sick and I was hoping on being able to get home and make sure that she was ok."

"Ok, I will take you home."

"That is not what I meant. I still intend us to go talk. I think it would be a good thing for us to get to know each other a bit better than we do now. Why don't we head for some sort of place that we can be alone and have some sort of privacy. Do you know any parks nearby?"

"I only know of one anywhere nearby. Shall we go there?" he asked.

"That sounds good to me. Shall we blow this place?"

Dan signaled the waiter and asked for the check. Once it was received and paid for, we left the restaurant. A short and quiet drive later, we arrived at the park that was in my neighborhood. It was like deja-vue all over again. Dan parked in the parking lot and we got out. I took hold of his hand and we walked over to the grove of trees that seemed like a short time ago I sat there with two young girls and ate ice cream bars. Now, I am going there with a young man. Things were definitely strange in my life these days.

As we arrived at the grove, I looked for the tables that I knew to be there. I took him over to the furthest one away from anything and sat down. I tried to gather my thoughts because I thought this might be a long conversation.

"Dan, is there anything that you could tell me as to what came about that made you so nervous to be around a girl? I know it may be hard to explain but please try. If you feel that I am prying, I do not mean to. I am just wanting to help you over the fear you have and to help you become a better person."

"I honestly don't know how it came about, but the only thing that I can think of was when I was twelve, I was set up by a group of my friends in school with a girl that I had no idea who she was. I tried to follow their examples with their girlfriends but it was rather hard. One day, the whole group got together and wanted to prove to others that they were 'in love'. By showing that they were, all the couples had to kiss their partner. All the other boys gave the girls a kiss and once everyone was through, they looked to me to show them all that I was 'in love' with the girl. The whole time, I was a nervous wreck because I had never kissed a girl before. No, let me correct that, I had never kissed a female person outside of my family. I had so many butterflies in my stomach that I could not do much. When it was finally my turn, I did everything I could to not kiss this relative stranger. As I was forced to kiss her, I felt a churning in my stomach. As I got closer to her, I suddenly vomited and some of it hit her. I had never been so humiliated by things such as this. After that, the girl refused to have anything to do with me and I was teased mercilessly for more than three years. Each time I saw any of the girls that were there that day, I would get nervous. I could not help but wonder who they had been talking to about me and what happened that day.

"My whole life has been misery heaped upon misery when it comes to girls. I dedicated myself to becoming a great athlete but that has caused me many problems because of girls wanting to go out with me. I always remembered the fact that if I get too nervous I might throw up on the girl again. I am sure I would die inside all over again. I guess subconsciously, I did not want to go out with any girl and to make it so, I would talk. And talk and talk and talk. I think I wanted it to get around that I was boring. Yes, I noticed how you were acting when we were eating. You were bored. At least until you asked me your question. I still do not know if I can trust you or not."

"Dan, if I were to say, trust your heart in what you feel, how would you respond to what I have said earlier when I said that you could trust me?"

"Well, to be honest, I would have to say that I should trust you."

"That is right. You should trust me. However, just not because I say to trust me. I will not hurt you, at least on purpose. Let me tell you a bit about my back ground so that you will know where I am coming from. Like you, I have been teased a lot at various times over my life. I never fit in with the 'in' crowd. It has not been long since I actually started having any friends. I am still very shy around people I do not know and it is hard to even think about being around other people. I finally just built up the nerve and just did it. I may seem like I am confident but I really have to work things up. I lost my father several years ago and for the longest time, I ran around like a wild child because I was so scared and I missed him so much. Now, I am seeing how badly my life was messed up because of his death and I am trying to overcome my grief and get on with my life. I have to take each day one at a time so that I can survive. If I ever stopped to think about things, I would probably have a breakdown and never recover from it."

"I never really realized how hard you have had it. You have always seemed like you were on top of the world and had the tiger by the tail. Now, I can see that was all a false front to hide your own secret hurt."

"Exactly. Nevertheless, I would rather live than anything else these days. I can honestly say that I have contemplated suicide but it is an extremely final thing to do. Life is much more enjoyable these days and each one becomes more interesting than the last one. Lately, there has been something else going on that has made things even more interesting."

"Oh, what is that?"

"You, silly. I still cannot believe that all the girls at school have given you a bad reputation. But I can see that it has been because they are not willing to get to know you and sit down and talk with you instead of going of into their own small-minded world. I think you are a highly interesting person and I cannot wait to get to know you even more. Now, let us discuss our upcoming day. Do you feel that you can keep up with the other girls and I when we are at the mall? I would hate to see you get lost and not be able to be with me."

"You do not have to worry about that. I will stick with you like glue."

"Ugh! That is a bit messy you know. Couldn't you use string or something like that?"

"That is not what I meant Jennifer."

"I know silly. I was teasing you."

"What do you think the reaction your friends will give when they see that I am going to be with you all day?"

"Once they get over their anger at me, they will enjoy it."

"What will you tell them if they ask about why I am there?"

"I will tell them that if they do not like the fact that you are coming along regardless what they say, they can lump it. Besides, I would rather spend time with my new boyfriend."

"B-b-b-boyfriend? What do you mean?"

"Silly! I meant exactly what I said. Dan, I really like you and I know you have not had a fair chance at life, but I would really like to be able to spend a lot more time with you. For me to do that, I would have to play the part of being your girlfriend. But it will not be a part I am playing that I will drop after the show is over. It will be real. I would like it to be real. Are you willing to share the reality with me?"

"I would be more than willing to share that reality with you. Has anyone ever told you that you are a fast worker? I mean, it would have taken me a month to work up the courage to ask you to me my girlfriend. As it was, it took me twice as long to work up the courage to ask you out."

"Honey, I know how long it took you. But that was only because of your insecurities that prevented you from just asking me out. What do you have to worry about now?"

"From what I can tell, nothing."

"That is right. You have nothing to worry about with me." I wanted to show him exactly what he meant to me and the only way was to seal it with a kiss. I had never kissed a male type person before so I was going to have to build my courage up.

I leaned closer to Dan and wrapped my arms around his neck. As I looked up into his eyes, I could tell that he was a bit frightened over the contact. I guess I was invading his private space and he was debating whether to back off or not. I was not willing to permit him to back off so I closed the distance between us and proceeded to kiss him. At first, it was like kissing a board because he was so tense. His lips were rock hard from his heightened nervousness. Gradually, he relaxed when he realized what I wanted to do. He started getting into the kiss and before we broke it, he was kissing me back better than I anticipated.

"Whew!" I exclaimed as I emerged to get a breath of air. I smiled at him. "If I had known how good of a kisser you were, I would have done it sooner!"

"Why thank you miss. I aim to please," he said with a huge smile on his face. "You are quite the kisser yourself. If I had known that you were such a good kisser, I would have asked you out a long, long time ago."

I gave him another quick kiss as a reward for his words. I learned a long time ago that rewards were much better than punishments. If someone does something right, reward them and they will keep doing the right thing. That was what I needed to do with Dan from now on. The sugar works much better than the stick.

"I think that I am going to have to be getting home now Dan. I do need to check up on mom to see if she is ok. However, I do hope that you will come prepared for a day of enjoyment with me tomorrow. Would you care to take me home? I know the evening was a short one and we did not get to see the movie you wanted to see, but I think that I enjoyed myself more than I would have at a movie. Just being with you is better than being alone."

"I think that the evening would have been a disaster if we had gone ahead with the original plans. You really are a unique person and one that I am happy to know. So, I would be more than happy to take you home since I know I will be seeing you again in the morning."

With those words, he took my hand and we walked back to his car. He opened the door for me, being the gentleman he was. This time I made sure that I gave him a good look at the cleavage that he had admired earlier in the evening. This time I did so grinning up at him. He was also smiling back at me knowing why I was doing this. That made my grin even bigger. He was so handsome when he smiled. Happiness seemed to cause him to glow a bright, blinding light. I could tell that he would be floating on seventh heaven for the rest of the night. I also knew that he would be having a difficult night's sleep because he would be thinking about me all night long.

The drive back to the house was quick and I waited for him to come around to open the door for me. He looked like he was floating six inches above the ground as he came around to my side of the car and opened the door for me. He gave me his hand to assist me out of the car. As I stood up, I gave him another reward kiss. I took his hand and led him up to the front door. There, I turned to face him and proceeded to give him another groin bursting kiss. This one seemed to go on forever since neither of us wanted to separate from the other. I finally had to break it so that I could go inside.

"Good night Dan. I had a wonderful evening. Thank you for everything."

"I'm the one that should be thanking you Jennifer. You're a wonderful person and I don't know why someone hasn't laid a claim on you before. But their loss is my gain and I'll enjoy it forever. Good night. I'll see you in the morning." He opened the door so that I could go inside. I gave him another reward kiss for doing so. I went in the house and shut the door.

I couldn't help myself. I peeked out the window to see what he was doing as he walked back to his car. I was rewarded with the sight of him jumping into the air in glee. He also made motions as if he was playing a guitar. Now I know where the term 'air guitar' comes from. I guess I lived a more sheltered life than I thought I did. I had thought that an air guitar was a special type of musical instrument that was only available to big name rock bands. I giggled a bit over his antics. I don't think that it would harm anyone if he is happy. The best part about him being happy was that he had no reason to be sad or even nervous. That made me happy too.

I waited until he got in his car and then I turned off the porch light. After locking the doors, I made sure that the house was closed down for the night. I made my way to my bedroom but stopped to check in on mom. She was sitting up in bed reading.

"Hi mom. It looks like you're feeling a bit better."

"Hi sweetheart. Yes, I'm feeling improved from earlier. I'm still not one hundred percent but I at least have the weekend to recover. So, how was your date?"

"It was great mom. He was a perfect gentleman all evening long. I think I'm in love."

"Boy, that is quite a change in attitude from hearing about 'the most boring man in the world'. What happened to change your mind about him?"

"Oh, mom, you wouldn't believe how misunderstood he really is. He has been so mistreated for the longest time that he has never been able to build any self-esteem when it comes to being with a girl. We didn't go to a movie at all. Instead, we went over to the park and we talked for the longest time. I really understand where he's coming from now and why he had the reputation he did."

"How do you know it's not an act that he's putting on so that he can take advantage of you? You really don't know him as well as you think and one date will not clarify that for you."

"I know that but it's something about how I feel about him. Haven't you always taught me to trust my feelings? I just know that what I feel is right. I can't explain it at all. It just is."

"Well, I hope that things don't go wrong for you and you get hurt. You know how hard I try to protect you."

"I know mom. That's why I love you so much. But one day You're not going to be there to protect me and I have to learn to protect myself. I do trust what you do for me and I appreciate it more than I can say."

"Ok, sweetie. Well, if you'll excuse me, I really need to get to sleep. Sleep well and I'll see you in the morning. Good night, Jennifer."

"Good night mom." With that, I gave her a hug and left the room. I went into my bedroom and prepared myself for bed. I had to choose a nightgown for the night but it was rather simple for me. The satin gown that I chose was exotic feeling as well as downright SEXY. I changed into it and went into the bathroom to take the makeup off and moisturize my face. A few minutes later I was crawling into bed for the night.

The next morning Jennifer's internal alarm clock woke me up at 6:00. For me, that was a first. Usually, I never woke up any earlier than 9:00. I tried to go back to sleep for a while longer but it was a failure. Jennifer was one of those proverbial morning people and it rubbed off on me. I popped up out of bed as if I had jets on. I danced around the room like a ballerina and felt like a ton of dynamite was boiling inside of me and ready to blast me off into space. I have never had so much energy and it was looking to go somewhere. I guess the best way was to go to the mall with the girls.

Then I remembered last night and that Dan was supposed to be here in three and a half hours. Not much time to get ready but I think I can do it. I felt that I needed to get something in my tummy even if it was a slice or two of toast. I knew I needed a glass of orange juice or even milk with it. I chosed the orange juice since I knew that there was the chance that I could catch whatever it was that mom had. I didn't want to take the chance of getting sick. After having two slices of toast and juice, I went into the bedroom again and started gathering things up so that I could go take a shower to get ready for my day.

Once I was ready I stripped out of my nightgown and climbed into the shower. This time it was like nothing else that I had ever felt. The cascading water hitting my breasts was so enticingly erotic that I could not help but massage them. That increased the feelings exponentially to me. Never before have I ever felt this sort of feeling. As I massaged my breasts I started feeling a tension in my crotch. Reaching a hand down to investigate this feeling, I was startled to find out that the sensations increased even more. I didn't realize it at the time but I was starting to get horny. I couldn't identify the signals that my body was sending me for what they were. All I knew was that I was feeling very good and the ministrations of my hands felt wonderful. I knew that I wouldn't get done if I continued doing this, so I quit that and decided that I was going to have to explore this sensation a bit more later on.

My shower lasted several more minutes and when I felt that I was sufficiently clean I shut things off and went out to dry myself off. I was still thinking about the episode in the shower and really wanted to know what it was that I was experiencing at that point. I didn't have any sexual experience to draw on so it was hard to tell what I needed to do to further the experience. I vowed to try again later.

Now, I was going to have to get myself ready to go out to the mall. I had to decide what I was going to wear but since I didn't have the experience to choose for myself, I was going to have to just it give my best guess. I went through her clothes haphazardly trying to find the right look for the day. I kept hearing a passive voice that I took for my subconscious telling me the good things about this outfit or the bad things about that outfit. Somehow, I finally had a positive feeling about one particular outfit.

Since it was supposed to be hot out today, according to the weatherman, I had selected an outfit that befitted the day and how I looked. I had somehow chosen a teal green pair of shorts with a matching spaghetti strap top. I knew that a pair of panty hose would be needed so I took out a new pair from the drawer and laid them aside. I looked through the underwear drawer to see what I could find. It seemed that Jennifer had a fixation of the tiny and slinky underwear that would barely cover anything but still be decent. Oh well, I had to follow her lead since this was her body I was wearing. I felt that it would be better to try to match the underwear to the clothing I was wearing but it was not to be. Jennifer didn't have anything that matched. I did find a dark green pair and felt that it was enough. As I slid them over my legs, I couldn't help but feel things leaned towards indecency as the panties moved into place over my crotch. How could a girl deal with the strap running down between her cheeks? I suddenly had a flash of weirdness run through my head. I had an image of tooth floss between teeth. A string between my butt cheeks? Butt floss? God, I was getting too weird for my own comfort. I couldn't help but giggle over the thought, weird as it was. I don't think I'll mention this thought to Heather and the girls.

Once I was fully dressed, I had to do something with my face and hair. That effort took about thirty minutes to complete and I was suitably impressed with the efforts. It looked as if I had been doing so all my life. If anything, I just let the body be my guide and somehow my face and hair were done flawlessly to the style Jennifer liked. I could only think that if life were this easy, I would coast through it.

I took a look at the time and I had a few minutes left before Dan would be here. I spritzed a bit of perfume on me to enliven my skin. I felt like a flower field surrounded me. It smelled so wonderful. Another quick check of the time showed that Dan should here any...DING-DONG! That had to be him.

I went to the door quickly and sure enough, it was Dan. "Hi Dan. Come on in. We'll have a little bit of time before the girls get here." I guided him over to the couch so that we could sit down. "Can I get you anything to drink, Dan?"

"No, I'm fine Jennifer. I barely got done eating breakfast not too long ago. But thank you for asking."

Before I could pick up a conversation, mom came out of her room in a robe. She was looking a bit better than even last night. "Hi mom. How are you feeling this morning?"

"Well, hon, I think I might live another day. And who is this handsome young man sitting in my living room?"

"Oh, sorry. I forgot to introduce you two last night. Mom, this is Dan Sparks. Dan, this is my mother, Myra Banks."

"I am pleased to meet you Mrs. Banks," Dan said politely.

"As am I. I had to come out and meet the young man that impressed my unimpressible daughter last night. I must say, she has ever been the finicky one ever since her father passed ten years ago. He was her world and it seemed like there would never be another male in her life because everyone would be compared to her father and usually, they would come up short. Obviously, you passed her muster or you wouldn't be here right now. What are you kids going to do today?"

I looked at her and winked. I knew what she was doing with him. She was playing with his nervousness to try to test where he stood around her. I was hoping he wouldn't blow it with her. I think he realized it too. He also realized that this was his audition with my mother.

"Mrs. Banks, I'm sure that nobody will ever be able to replace her father. If anything, I can't hope to be more than a very pale shadow to him. If anything, I can offer myself up to her as a substitute figurehead for the man in her life but the person that should remain where he was in her life is her father."

"Did she ever tell you about her father?"

"No she has not. Of course, our conversations have been rather unorthodox so far. I was hoping that sometime later we could get into a normal conversation. And that would include her family."

"I would certainly hope so. She is a wonderful person but she is rather hard to be acquainted to. Well, I will leave you two alone for now. I need to get back to bed. You two have a good day and enjoy yourselves. Give me a hug Jennifer."

I rose off the couch and gave her a hug. While we were hugging, she whispered to me, "I think that he is exactly as you said. You have good instincts. I am proud of you." We parted and she winked at me. I returned it where Dan could not see me do so.

"Take it easy mom and I'll see you later when I get home."

"I will dear. It was nice meeting you Dan."

"Same here Mrs. Banks. I hope to see you again sometime."

With that, she left the living room. I knew that was going to be the easy part of the day. I just had to win the battle with the rest of the mall rats. That will be very soon now. No sooner than I had sat back down again, the doorbell rang again. DING-DONG! The decisive moment was at hand.

I motioned Dan to remain seating while I answered the door. I was greeted by the voices of five girls screaming "Jennifer!" at the top of their lungs. It did not do my eardrums any good but I would deal with it. They boiled into the house while each gave me a hug at the door. Before the last hug was given, they were in total silence. I don't think I had ever heard silence from these five before. I knew what they were silent about. They had seen Dan. The battle was on.

As one, they turned to me with different looks on their faces. Heather's was the one that was the worst. She was very angry. She hissed at me, "We need to talk." And nodded her head towards my room. I looked at Dan and mouthed, "I'll be back. It'll be ok."

I was led into my room by the five. Once there Heather, always the leader, said, "What is the meaning of HIM being here? I thought it was just going to be us six going out."

I was ready for this. "Heather, girls, please believe me when I say that last night I had no intention of this happening when I talked to Heather before my date. It was what happened during the date is what changed my mind about it. I was able to get to know Dan quite well and it was what happened to him in all his other dates that reached out to my heart for him. Any girl that has gone out with him has mentally abused him. He is a nervous wreck right now just with the prospects of having to spend the day with all of you. With me, it would be a different story. He is comfortable with me but he will start showing everything that he is known for if you make it hard on him."

"What do you mean, hard on him?" Michelle wanted to know.

"By being hard on him, is what you do when you get single minded about something. You have a tendency to be a bit abrasive towards others but most of the time people just shrug it off. Dan is not like that. He will take it personally, withdraw into his shell, and I will never be able to bring him out of it again."

"Then why are you even taking the time with him?" Heather asked.

"Because, when I look at him and spend time with him, I see myself in him. Any girl that I went out with also gave me the mental abuse treatment. I became such a nervous wreck that I withdrew from the world of dating completely. Dan is almost there and I think that he's on the last stages of withdrawal. His self-esteem is in the trash and I am not going to let any of you say or do one thing wrong to him. He doesn't deserve it and I expect you all to treat him as you would treat me. You know my background and yet you treat me very well. I will probably not even speak with you again if he is hurt in any way. Is that clear?" I had to be firm with them or things will go the opposite of what I want it to go.

"Do you really think that we would hurt him, like you say he has been hurt?" Katie wanted to know.

"To be honest, yes, you would. No, wait, do not say anything yet. Let me clarify that. What I mean is that you would not purposely hurt him but through carelessness, you would hurt him. That is what I am trying to avoid from happening to him. Are you willing to go along with me on this and work with me to heal his injured mind? Or let me put it this way, would you help a friend help her boyfriend become a better person?"

"Boyfriend?" "Boyfriend!" "Since when is he your boyfriend?" They all wanted to know.

"Since last night. No, he did not ask me. I sort of told him that I would be his girlfriend."

"Are you crazy?" was the chorused exclamation from all five of them.

"Why would I be crazy? Let me tell you, once you get to know him a bit better and he is not so nervous around you, you will see him for what he really is. I know all too well about his conditional nervousness and believe me, he is not the person you think he is and have heard how he is. If you just go along with me on this, you will see for yourselves. Just trust me. Please?"

"Just a moment while we confer," Heather said. They went as far as they could from me and were whispering fiercely. It took them about five minutes before they came back and confronted me.

Heather as the spokesperson for the group spoke up, "Not all of us agree that what you are doing but some of us feel that it would be worth the time and effort to see this through. If the very least, it will be vastly entertaining to us all. I for one feel that you are making a big mistake and you will be hurt a lot when he shows his true colors. However, we cannot stop you from doing what you have set yourself to doing. But we will stop you if set on a path that will get Jennifer hurt. That is all we will say on the matter. Please do not let us down."

"I won't. I promise. I do know what I am doing in this. It will be alright." With that, I gave all of them a hug. I knew that the battle was over but the war may go on if things didn't turn out the way I thought they will.

"Let's go. Dan has been waiting too long as it is. Since he has a car, we can all ride with him."

That was what got them the most excited. They would not have to ride the bus to the mall, at least for today. We left my room and went back into the living room. Dan had a concerned look on his face. Since I was in the lead, I was able to put a big smile on my face to show that it was ok. His concern turned to a smile and he gave a slight nod showing he knew what I meant.

"Well, shall we go? There is daylight burning and stores that will not stay open if we do not get there in time," I said. And with that we were off.

A few hours later at the mall we were all stating to feel the need for a bite to eat. We went to our own choices of places to get what we wanted to eat and then made our way to the tables and sat down. Of course, I sat next to Dan and nuzzled on him while we waited for the others to join us again. I had decided that I would rather eat a salad than a pizza so that is what I had. Dan had a chicken sandwich as well as some fries and a coke. Knowing that food did not go well without something to drink, I chose my old standby – Orange Julius.

The rest of the girls finally joined us and all the people in the area looked at us as if we were making the most noise and needed to quiet down. Our actions were not what I would call disruptive but we were a bit raucous while we ate. Dan seemed to be enjoying himself being surrounded by all us girls. There had been some resentment earlier in the day with him being around but that quickly died off when he made no move or said anything to rile the others. If anything, he clung to me tightly and I enjoyed the contact for some reason.

After we were done eating all of us girls went into the restroom. I had been mulling over an idea about how to accelerate Dan's self-esteem. I know this whole 'treasure hunt' was about me but I could not help thinking about others instead of myself. I had to pass this idea by the girls to see what they thought about it.

"Girls, I have an idea that I need your help with. I have been noticing that Dan really does not dress up at all. What I would like to do is see how he looks in a suit that is made for him instead of what he wore last night."

"What do you mean, wore last night?" one of them wanted to know.

"Well, when he came to pick me up, he was wearing a suit that looked like it was at least thirty years old and was not even suitable for him in size. If I could get him to try out a suit that fit him as was a bit more modern, I think he might understand his situation a bit more. What I need you to do is make him feel like he is the most handsome person in the world. I already feel that way for some reason but some assistance is needed to help boost him up a bit. Would you all be willing to do that for me?"

A chorus of yes greeted me. I had not expected anything less from them. They were all relatively good people although they were sometimes terrors to be around. I knew them well enough from the little contact that I have had from them but it was nothing in comparison to what it would have been if I had grown up around them. With the goal in sight, we knew what we had to do. There was a great men's clothing store in the mall and we were going to have to get Dan in there and have him try on a suit or two.

None of us had been doing much more than window shopping all day but our terror reign over the mall seemed to still be in the minds of everyone who worked there. I hope that eventually we are able to get rid of the terror title. As we worked our way through the mall, we finally arrived at the men's store. I stopped and looked at Dan.

"Dan, I would like to try an experiment and I would like you to go along with me on this."

"And what does this 'experiment' entail?" He saw me glance over to the men's store. "Oh, no, you don't! I felt so stupid in that old suit of my father's last night. I refuse to wear anything like that again!"

"So I was right. It was an old, old hand me down. Have you never even tried anything new before?"

"NO! I hate those things. I feel like a clown in one. My father says that it will make a man out of me to wear something like that but with his hand-me-downs, I look worse than he does. So no, I will not go along with your 'experiment'." I could tell he felt that way. I was never able to wear a suit either for the same reasons but I knew that it would be different for him with the right one. I KNEW it deep inside. Now was the time for the girls help.

"Dan, personally I felt that last night you did look like you should have been going to a high school reunion for thirty years. But that was because of the suit and not you. YOU looked absolutely handsome and the suit demeaned you instead of adding class to you. I think that with the right suit and a well fitting one, you will look like the man that your father says you would be. Girls, do you not agree?"

Heather was the first to speak up. "Dan, Jennifer is right. I saw you in your suit last night and it was horrible. You looked great but not with it. I think you should go with Jennifer's idea. Who knows, you could not look as bad as you did last night."

The rest of the girls chorused in agreement. Dan was not in agreement with them but somehow he reluctantly agreed to go ahead with the experiment. We entered the store hand in hand. I strolled right up to the first sales person I could see that was old enough to know what he was doing. I chosed a man that was in his forties and from his nametag, he was the manager of the store. His name was David.

"Hi David. My name is Jennifer and I was wondering if you could help me out with something. My boyfriend here would like to see something in the lines of a suit that would be classier than something that was thirty years old and a hand me down from his father. My friends behind me say that he could not look any different as all suits are the same regardless of their age."

"Well Jennifer, suits these days are better built and our clients prefer them to look as modern as possible. We also have one of the largest selections of men's suits in the city and at the best prices your can find anywhere. Now, is there anything specific that he is looking for?"

"Well, if I am any judge of things, black is only good for funerals, blue really is not a good color for him at all. Something on the earth tones would go better for him but nothing dark. I would say that a beige color would be about the best suited for him."

David looked at Dan and asked him, "Your girlfriend seems to know what she would like to see you in. Are you ok with her choices?"

I could tell that Dan was starting to get a bit embarrassed as he had a red flush creeping up his neck. "I guess. I am not sure what she is doing but I am willing to go along with her in this."

"Ok, let's see what we can do for you. Ladies, if you would mind waiting here or if there is anything that you would care to go shopping for please feel free to do so. It may take us about half an hour to get Dan here sized up and ready for your inspection. If you will excuse us, we have work to do. Come along Dan." With that, he guided Dan back into the fitting area. I could tell that the girls were having a great time with Dan's discomfort but I knew things would work out well or better than I anticipate.

I checked my tiny watch to see what would be a good time to come back and the girls and I left to go do more browsing. I could tell Heather wanted to tell me something but I would wait for a few minutes before I let her.

Finally I stopped and asked her, "Ok Heather, you have been wanting to say something for a while now, please feel free to say what you wanted to."

"I hope that you know that Dan cannot afford to buy anything like what he is trying on. He comes from a family that doesn't have the money that you have and no matter what, he would never be able to buy the suit that you have him trying on. It is not fair to the store manager to help him try something out that he would never buy."

"What do you mean about having less money than I do? I don't have anything other than what little cash is in my purse."

"Oh, that's right. You don't know about that part of Jennifer's life. She has a trust fund that came from her grandmother on her father's side. When Jennifer's father died, her grandmother's estate went to her. She has a monthly allowance of $5000.00 until she reaches the age of 21 if she goes to college and after that, she will get the full amount. But if she doesn't go to college, she will not get her inheritance until she reaches the age of 25. Since this is after the first of the month, she has nearly all the month's allowance still. You could afford it but you really should not spend her money like that."

"If Jennifer has that much money on an allowance, why doesn't it show? Sure, she has a lot of nice clothes but from what I have seen, her mother has to scrape and scrounge for everything that she gets. Why doesn't Jennifer buy things for her mother or help out?"

"According to her grandmother's will, Jennifer cannot give her mother anything at all. Her father married her mother without grandma's approval. Grandma felt that he was marrying below his station and that she was nothing but a golddigger. Because of that, Jennifer cannot give her mother anything at all or she will lose all her inheritance. That is why I feel that it would not be a good idea to buy Dan anything."

"Is the money accounted for or audited?"

"They request an accounting for all the money spent by Jennifer and she makes sure that nothing shows that would cause her to lose the money. If she lost it, it would go to charity and nobody would win in the matter."

"Ok, I won't do anything that will cause her to lose her money. But I appreciate the fact that you told me this."

"I could have kept you in the dark and you never would have known about it and it would not have harmed Jennifer in any way."

"Still, thank you for telling me. I will be careful." I looked at my watch and it was getting near the time we needed to be back at the men's store to check on Dan.

When we entered the store, there was no sign of Dan anywhere. I was beginning to worry that he split and left us alone here. If that happened, I would be very upset with him. I looked for David to see if he was around. I could not see him either. I checked with another clerk and he mentioned David was still in back with a customer. That was a good sign at least. I asked if he could let David know Jennifer was here. He went into the back room and came out a minute later and said David would be out shortly.

About a minute later, David emerged from the back room with a smile on his face. "Jennifer, you would not believe the change the suit does for your boyfriend. He is a bit embarrassed to come out here and show it off and is wanting to take it off. I think that his father has done a horrible number on his mental state. That young man is in a sorry state with self-esteem."

"I know David. That is why I am doing this for him. He deserves better than what he has been handed all his life. Could you go ahead and bring him out, even if you have to drag him?"

"Sure. I will be right back." He turned and went back into the back room.

A couple of minutes later he came back out with a hunk of a man in a tremendously good-looking suit. I heard the gasps of the girls behind me. Stacy had to make a good exclamation. "Dan, why don't you drop Jennifer. She is no good for you. You need a REAL woman to take care of you. Oh, my God, you look great!"

"Don't listen to her Dan. She is not the right one for you," Michelle cut in a comment.

All this time, I was just standing there with my mouth hanging open in shock. He looked so much better than I had expected. I just could not believe my eyes at how good he looked. I finally was able to get a hold of my tongue and put it back in my mouth. David had a supremely satisfied look on his face. Dan took the comments with a grain of salt but I could tell he was pleased with the comments he got from the girls.

"Dan, don't listen to those other girls. I have already staked my claim on you. If you dump me for one of them, you will have to deal with someone less than me. I love the way that looks on you."

I looked at David. "I would hope that you have a decent pair of shoes that goes with the suit. His tennis shoes just look terrible with that outfit."

"Of course we do. Dan would not try them on without your approval anyway. But we did pick out a pair that went perfectly with it. I'll go get them so that you can see what they look like." With that, he whisked off to gather them up.

I walked over to where Dan was standing. I moved slowly around him and took in each aspect of the outfit and his body. I finally moved out to where I could look him in the face. "Dan, that suit is YOU. I think it needs to go home with you."

"Jennifer, there is no way that I can afford this suit. It is going to cost more money than I can earn in three months and have money left over. I'll tell David that I appreciate him letting me try it out but I cannot buy it."

"Dan, who ever said that you were the one that is going to buy it? I just said that it needed to go home with you. I'm am the one that is going to buy it, not you."

"Jennifer, there's no way that I'll let you buy this for me. It'll cost more than you have."

"And how is it that you know that for a certain Dan? As a matter of fact, I have not spent my allowance this month and this seems like it would be a good enough purchase."

"But, Jennifer, you can't buy this. I won't be able to pay you back."

"Again, who said anything about paying me back? I want to make it a gift to you. In addition, I plan to be able to see you in it a lot more than just this one time. I do expect that you will take me out a few more times. That, I would consider payment for it. How about this: I will let you pick out the next outfit for me to wear on our next date. It can be anything that you would like to see me wear. Within reason of course. I will not dress like a slut for you but I will wear something moderately sexy. We can go shopping for that after we are done here. Besides, here comes David."

"Here are the shoes that we selected for you Dan. I think that the suit could use a slight alteration to give you a perfect fit. Shall we set that up when we check you out?"

I cut in before Dan could say anything. "Certainly David. I hope I am safe in assuming that you take credit cards?" I had checked my wallet in the purse to verify what Heather had told me earlier about Jennifer's money. I did have a card that was made out in Jennifer's name. David assured me that they did take cards. As we made our way to the check out counter, I pulled out the wallet and took the card out of it. David started ringing up the sale and I kept looking over at Dan in the suit. I reached around and gave him a hug. I also whispered to him, "You look so good in that suit. I almost want to take you out of here and see what it is that you are hiding under that package." He blushed heavily at that comment. He also bent down to my level and gave me a kiss. He whispered back, "Thank you for the gift. You didn't have to but thank you again."

David looked at us and proclaimed, "The grand total comes out to be $752.62. If you will let me have the card, I will scan it and give it back to you." He took it, within seconds returned it back to me, and then handed the receipt to me to sign. After I signed it, I gave it back to him and he gave me my receipt.

"Dan, would you care to wear the suit now or would you prefer to have it put in a sack so that you can continue to shop?" David asked.

Dan thought for a moment. "As much as I enjoy wearing this, I think it would be better to wear the clothes I came here in."

"That's fine. If you would care to come back with me, I'll let you get dressed again and I'll bring the suit back out on a rack for you so that it won't get wrinkled before you get to wear it again."

Again, I was left to wait for Dan while he went in back to get back into his street clothes. It took about ten minutes before Dan came back with his new suit in a bag and on a hanger. He looked proud as punch over his new acquisition and I was happy to be able to have done this for him.

Arrangements were made for the alterations that were needed to make the suit fit him like a glove. As we left the store, he gave me another hug and kiss. I clung to him tightly knowing that he was happy.

After a couple of minutes walking through the halls, Stacy brought up a point. "Jennifer, didn't you say that Dan could pick out the outfit that you would wear for your next date?"

"Yes I did and I meant it. Dan, shall we look for the right outfit for me?"

"I guess so but I don't know what to look for with women's clothes. I know what looks good but not how to pick it out. I may have to rely on your wonderful friends to help me out. Girls, are you up for it?"

"Yes we are!" came the call back.

"Then let's go! Time is a wasting and the perfect dress for Jennifer is out there somewhere." With that, we were off.

All us girls were on the prowl for the supreme purchase and Dan was there for the ride but he was starting to get into the hunt as well as the rest of us. We coursed through the mall and went into every shop that we could find. After hitting about fifteen stores, we were all starting to become tired but the search was still going. We had been hunting for about 3 hours and had seen plenty of dresses but nothing that attracted Dan's eye.

As we entered one store, I began to get some glimmer of hope. This store was one of the largest and one of the most expensive to shop in. Dillards always have a nice selection of eveningwear, which is what we were looking for. Dan was led into the women's section and the girls were going through rack after rack of clothing.

Dan even started getting into the search and had left me holding his bag of clothing. I could only smile at his efforts. I knew he wanted to find me something classy as well as being sexy and I was more than willing to permit him to do so. While I was off thinking about other things, I heard his voice call out "Ah! Perfect!"

The girls all stopped what they were doing and went over to find out what he found. I was a bit curious myself to see. By the time I was able to get over near him, I could hear the girls all 'ooh'ing and 'ah'ing over his find. Now my curiosity was piqued.

As I squeezed myself into the crowd of girls surrounding Dan, I was hardly able to get that close. They had their hands all over the dress that he was holding. What I could see so far was that it was black but it did not mean anything to me except that it was all I needed to have - – a little black dress.

Heather said, "Jennifer, you really need to feel this dress. It is fabulous."

I reached my hand into the midst of all the bodies and put my hand on it. It was one of the most sensuous feeling materials that I have ever come across. I had to feel it even more. I wormed my way past everyone and took hold with both hands. It was even more luxurious than ever. "What is this material? I have never felt anything so wonderful!"

Dan had bright sparkles in his eyes. "This is what I have been looking for. This is what can only be called black velvet." Seeing the puzzled look in my eyes, he explained further. "My father has some old magazines from the time he was in high school. I have on occasion read them and looked at the advertisements in them. There were lots of old liquor ads that were for a drink called Black Velvet. All the models were very sexy and they would all be wearing a short, long, or even medium length dress but they were all made out of black velvet. After seeing all those models wearing those dresses, I wanted to see what one would look like on someone real. This is the first velvet dress I have ever seen and I think it is exactly what I was looking for."

I took the hanger with the dress and held it up to see it's design better. It was sophisticated and yet simple in its design. Out of curiosity, I looked for the size tag to see what it was. I knew Jennifer was a size 9 since that is what all her clothes say on their tags. This tag said size 9. I knew that I was going to have to try this one for Dan.

I started towards the fitting rooms and waited for an attendant to come to me. Once I was inside, I took a closer look at the dress. It had a collar that looked like it would go up onto the neck for about two inches and had three hooks to keep it together in the back. The back was missing but the front looked like it was going to be very form fitting over my breasts. Around the waist was a belt like thing that was mainly for decoration, although it did undo in the front for adjustment. The waist in the back had a small zipper that would allow the hips to be inserted into it. The skirt was a straight line with a small flare at the bottom. I could hardly wait to try it on.

I set to getting undressed. Within a minute, I was bare except my pantyhose, panties and bra. As I unzipped the skirt, I realized that a bra would ruin the lines of the back, so I had to take it off also. Once I had it up and fastened around my neck, I had to look in the mirror at myself. I could see why Dan chosed it. He really did know what would look good. This was sexy without being slutty. The decisive moment for me now. I had to exit the room and bear the comments of everyone.

As I stepped out, I tried to be as graceful as one of the models that would have been in the ads. I think I failed but I at least did not trip over my feet. I made a small twirl in front of them so that they would be able to see the whole thing on me. Then I stood in front of Dan so that he could inspect the goods as chosen.

To try to describe this outfit would almost be doing it injustice but I have to try. It started with a high rise collar almost like a turtleneck but ended before it hit mid throat. Halfway around the collar, the bodice started and wrapped halter style down the front of my arms. Once it passed my arms, it started circling around to my back. My breasts were enclosed in the form fitting velvet/spandex chest area. It almost felt like I was wearing a tube top only squeezed my breasts and not my back. It was a strange feeling. Sweeping further down my back, the dress came to about mid-back where it was joined by the zipper. The waist was firmly molded around the curves of my waist as if it were grown there. The flare of my hips brought the skirt belling outward in a small bell. It finally ended about mid-thigh. It was a very brief dress but one that was sexy enough to arouse any man in the vicinity but yet modest enough to keep things covered that needed to be covered.

I had not heard a single sound out of the rest of the girls and from the looks on their faces, they were jealous how it looked on me. Dan was the one that was in the worst shape. I had known that it would arouse any man and he was certainly trying hard to hide his discomfort. I could not resist adding some more agony to him. I stretched my arms high above my head and that had the effect of pushing my breasts even further out from my chest than they already were.

"So, how does this look? Is it what you thought it would be? I think it is a bit risqué for someone of my age. I think we need to put it back and pick out something a bit less daring, if you know what I mean." I knew he would not want me to take it off.

"Oh, Lord. You do have to be kidding, right? That looks better on you than I ever thought it would. It looks almost like it was painted on you. If you don't buy this one, you will be missing out on a wonderful date. In fact, this is my choice for you. All you have to do is find the right accessories for it and then you will be done for. Oops, I meant that you will be finished shopping for the outfit that I'd like to see you wear on our next date."

I had noticed his little slip of the tongue and it was exactly what I wanted him to do. I gave him a quick kiss and said, "You say the sweetest things. All right, I'll buy this outfit. As you said, it does need the right accessories and I am sure this store has everything that I will need to go along with it. Let me go change out of this and I'll be right back."

I quickly went into the fitting room again and was out of the dress quickly and back into the clothes I wore to the mall. I put the dress back on the hanger and carried it out of the room. The girls were nowhere to be seen and the question on my face was answered as they came running with several items in their hands. Jewelry, nylons, a tiny handbag of the same material the dress was made of. Just about the only thing that they did not have was shoes. I knew Jennifer did not have anything that would match the dress. I would have to be fitted for a pair that would add that touch of elegance to the outfit. The girls kept hold of the items they had and we made our way to the shoe department.

Once there, I looked for an older woman since she would have a better idea about the statement that I was trying to make with the outfit. Once I had explained to her what I was looking for, she went in the back and within moments returned with a pair of black velvet pumps with a threeinch heel. They looked plain but upon closer inspection, there was very tiny diamond like additions to them that added so much elegance to them that I had to try them on.

I knew that Jennifer's feet were a small size 7. Especially since she was 5'10" tall, they were small. I had made sure that the label on the shoebox said size 7 before I sat down. I kicked off the shoes I was wearing and prepared myself for the wearing of something that I had never worn before. Sure, I had worn the shoes last night that had a very tall platform on it but the actual rise of the heel to the toe was only a negligible ¾" while the overall rise was 3 ½". I felt very tall then but it was only subjective. This was going to be something that I was not sure that I could handle.

The shoe clerk took one of the pumps out of the box. A quick comparison to my foot showed that it would fit. I slid my foot into it and set my heel into place. It did not feel tight or anything in the relaxed position. I would have to wait until I stood up to find out for sure. She brought the second pump out of the box and put it in place. I put my other foot into it and prepared myself for standing. The heels were a moderate spike, which meant that I was feeling a bit precarious standing there.

I decided that it was best to move around in order to try to get the feel of them. It was like trying to walk down a hill but the hill was attached to my feet. Within minutes, I was walking around like an old pro at it. The heels put a very sexy wiggle to my walk that I was not sure I would be able to overcome. It was the nature of women and their high heels. I head a soft wolf whistle coming from the direction of Dan. I had to coyly look over at him. "Like what you see, big boy?" I said with a smile in my voice. He blushed even deeper as if he was caught with his hand in a cookie jar. "Don't worry about it dear, I'll take it as a compliment, which what I am sure you meant it as." I walked back over to him and gave him another kiss. From the look on Heather's face, as well as the other girls, I was training him very well to respond as I wished him to. I had never realized what sort of power women held over men and Dan was a prime example of this power. But I couldn't let it go to my head or I'll wind up trashing our budding relationship.

I went back over to the chair and told the saleslady that I would take the shoes as well as the other accouterments that the rest of the girls were holding for me. I was set up for my next date now. I had never realized what shopping did to a person when they are actually able to buy things without worrying about the cost. I knew what I was buying was expensive but I had to wait for the grand total.

Once the clerk had input everything into her register, she was sufficiently happy since I probably made her a good-sized commission for the day. My total came out to $1272.64. This day had made a sizeable hole in Jennifer's allowance for the month but I sure wouldn't regret it.

By the time all of left the last store, we were all starting to drag from exhaustion. I for one was fully shopped out but I had a great time just being with Dan. I know the others were starting to feel the need to slow down since they were no longer as perky as they had been earlier in the day. The mutual agreement was to head home. We finally left the mall and headed to Dan's car. The girls had all bought some small things but nothing like what I had bought for Dan and I. Everything was piled into the trunk of the car and we climbed in ourselves.

The drive back was short and each one of the girls was dropped back at her house. I was the last one to be taken home and that is the way I preferred it. Dan opened the trunk for me so that I could get my purchases out. He walked me to the door like the gentleman he was. Once there, I had to ask, "Dan, would you care to come inside for a few minutes? I could get you something to drink if you need it."

"If it is not too much trouble, I am really thirsty at the moment. Thank you."

"Then please, do come in." I opened the door and walked in. "If you will excuse me a moment Dan, I am going to take these packages to my room. I'll be right back." I went down the hall and dumped them in my room. I looked in on mom's room, saw she was awake. "Hi mom. I'm home. Dan's here and we are going to get something to drink. We're both parched and need it."

"Hello dear. Thanks for letting me know. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." She winked at me on the last part.

"I'll try not to. He probably will be leaving in a few minutes anyway but I will take care. See you in a bit."

"All right. Come back and see me when he leaves."

I closed the door and went back out to Dan. As I entered the living room, I had to laugh. Dan had sat down on the couch and fell asleep. The poor dear was so exhausted from the shopping trip that he could not stay awake. He was being so macho and such a trooper to not let his exhaustion show. I could not help it but to laugh at his situation. But I knew I had to wake him up.

I approached him slowly and sat beside him on the couch. He looked so peaceful sitting there, I could hardly bring myself to wake him. I lightly touched his cheek. "Dan, it's time to wake up," I said softly.

"Wha...huh? I'm not asleep," was his groggy reply.

"Sure you were, silly. I know us girls wore you out. You are not used to doing this and it is understandable why you sat down and fell asleep. To tell you the truth, I'm tired too but I don't let it show. Would you still like something to drink?"

"Yes, I would. What do you have?

"Well, let's go see what we have here."

We went into the kitchen and started looking in the refrigerator. "Ok, we have milk, orange juice, apple juice, what looks like tea. I am sure that I can find some lemonade in the freezer if you would like some."

"That's ok. I think I'd like some orange juice, please."

"Why certainly, sir! You desire is my pleasure." I could not help saying that. He knew I was kidding with him as he rolled his eyes and moaned.

"I wish you hadn't said that," he bemoaned.

"And why is that? Did you take it differently than I meant it?"

"I have to admit, it has always been one of my favorite dreams to have a girl say to me 'Your desire is my pleasure'. It is one that features a harem of beautiful girls."

"Oh, I see. Maybe I should go put my harem costume on?" I had to watch the look on his face. From the indications, he was thinking exactly that right now.

"No, that's not necessary Jennifer. I'll just have to use my imagination on that one."

"Don't imagine too hard. You might blow out a fuse in your brain." His brow furrowed at that. I could not control it any longer. I burst out laughing at him. The puzzlement on his face was full. "If you could see the look on your face right now. I'm sorry, it's just so funny. No, I don't have a harem costume but I can go out and get one if you would like to see me in one. Seriously, I am not the type of person that would advertise sex without the fulfillment of the advertisement."

"Oh, ok. I see what you were doing. Having fun at my expense."

"No, hon, not at your expense. I was laughing with you, not at you. There is a difference between the two. If I wanted to be cruel, I would laugh at you. I'm not cruel at all. It is a matter of getting you to relax and enjoy life more than you have been able to. Stick around me and you will learn to see life through different eyes. I know about that sort of thing. I have really learned to lighten up over the last few days. Life is too short to take things seriously all the time. Have fun; enjoy yourself now while your cares are not as great as they will be. Things will get harder as you get older."

"Whew, that is intense. Where did that come from?"

"It came from the heart, that's where. I know where I talk. Now, let's get some glasses. Our drinks are waiting." I went over to the cupboard and pulled out two medium sized glasses. They were glass and in my old life, I had always hated the feel of glass on my hands. I never kept any glassware around the house because of it. I could only handle plastic, although it did not last as long as glassware did. This time, I had no problems with the feel of glass. It was strange how each different body could do things that others could not. Elated, I poured us each a full glass. We sat down at the kitchen table to drink them.

As we sat down to the table, mom came into the kitchen. "Hi mom. Can I get you anything?"

"The orange juice looks wonderful right now. Thank you, dear."

I got back up, poured her a glass of the juice, and brought it back to the table where she had sat down at. "Here you are mom. I thought you were going to stay in bed for a while longer?"

"I was, but I couldn't stand being in bed any longer. I thought I'd come out and join you and get to know Dan a bit more."

I glanced at Dan. I saw him take a quick gulp without having taken a drink of anything. I knew he was thinking that he was now going to get the third degree from mom. I had to make sure that he did not have to suffer through that.

"Mom, I hope that you do not plan on giving Dan the third degree. After spending the day with me and the rest of the girls, don't you think he has had enough punishment for one day? The poor dear was so tired when we got here that he sat down on the couch and fell asleep."

"Well, at least he felt comfortable enough to do that. I think that if your father were alive, Dan would not have been able to fall asleep." Dan had a panicked look on his face now. "What's wrong Dan. You would have loved my husband. I think he would have liked you too. You are treating his daughter very well and she likes you as well. That would be all that he would need to accept you into his house. What I meant was that he would have kept you busy talking or something. You wouldn't have had a chance to fall asleep at all with him around."

"Oh, ok. I was halfway afraid you would have told me that he would have kicked me out of the house for going out with his daughter."

"He wouldn't harm a hair on your head at all. That is unless you hurt his daughter in any way. THEN your life would not have been worth a plugged nickel. But from what I have seen of you and how Jennifer has talked about you, he would have been happy to see you dating her."

"Well, I'm certainly happy that you approve of me dating her."

"I will say this though, if you hurt her in any way, you will not have to worry about her father. You had better worry about me. And I will be a million times worse than her father would have been." She said it with a growl in her voice to make her point.

He flinched at the tone, which was a tremendous change from her earlier words. "I, I, I'll do my best not to hurt her. I guess I respect her too much to ever consider hurting her."

"Good. I just wanted to let you know that a mother will protect her babies more severely than the father would."

"Mom, you scared the daylights out of Dan!"

"I know dear. I had to get the point across. You will one day find out the same when you have your own children and will want to protect them as best as you can."

With that, she stood up with her glass of juice. "Good night Dan. It was good to meet you. Jennifer, as soon you can, would you fix me a small bite to eat. I don't have enough energy to stand for any length of time right now."

"Sure mom. Is there anything that you would like?"

"No, there is not. Anything that you fix will be fine." She turned and left the kitchen.

After she was gone long enough and we heard her shut her bedroom door, Dan looked over at me and said, "You were right about her scaring me. I think I was about ready to soil my pants when she said what she did. I've never had to deal with anyone's parents except mine and I know better than to cross them. If I hurt any girl, I would not only have to face up to her parents I would have to face up to mine too. My father scares me almost as bad as your mother does. But I think I would rather face dad than I would your mom."

"Oh, you really don't have anything to worry about with her. She knows I can take care of myself. Besides, you wouldn't survive Heather and the girls to face either of our parents. They are even more protective of me than mom is. I am the same way with them. They are my best friends in the world and I would do anything for them."

"I just wish that I had friends as dedicated as yours are. I really don't have enough friends to matter."

"I think that you can count on us being listed as your friends. After today, I could tell that they held a high regard for you since you stayed with us all day and even had your hand in the shopping. I know how tired you were after we were done and I am proud of you for holding out as long as you did."

Just to show him how proud I was of him, I went over to him and sat down on his lap, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply. The sensations of kissing him caused me to practically melt into him. If it were not for the fact that I had to breathe, I would have continued forever. I started feeling very strange in my chest and my crotch. It reminded me of this morning when I was taking my shower. It just felt so good that I needed to remain where I was.

Long before I was ready to break it off, Dan did.

"Whew! Girl, you are some kisser! You like to have sucked the breath right out of me."

"Well, stick with me big boy and you might have an even harder time breathing around me."

"I can certainly hope so. Jennifer, I hope you do not get mad at me but it is getting late and I am going to have to get going home. I really don't want to but I have to. My father is going to think I have run away from home and he'd turn around and rent my room out to the highest bidder."

I had to give a little giggle at his humor. "Certainly Dan. I understand. Let me show you to the door." I stood up to give him room to stand up. I held his hand as I walked him to the door.

"Thank you Jennifer. I certainly enjoyed today although it was a bit strange to me. Will I be able to see you tomorrow?"

"I am not certain. I know I will have to attend church in the morning and I think I need to do laundry in the afternoon. If you would like, I will call you after I am done with everything I need to do and see how it is for you. Could you give me your number so that I could call you?"

"Sure. It is 555-3264 or as I prefer to call it, 555-DANG."

"That is an easy way to remember the number. Thank you for everything today. I too enjoyed myself. I hope that we can get together tomorrow. If we can't, then would you be willing to pick me up for school on Monday morning?"

"I would be more than happy to do so regardless. Good night." He turned to walk out the door. I grabbed him again and kissed him farewell. I let it go on for about a minute before I let him go.

"Good night Dan. Drive safely. I want to be able to see you again."

"I will. I want to see you again too. Bye for now." He walked out the door this time without any grabbing from me. I waited until he got in his car, started it and left before I shut the door.

The rest of the evening went by swiftly and before too long it was time for me to get ready for bed. It had been a long day and I was tired. I went into the bathroom, cleaned the makeup off my face, and prepared myself for bed. I no sooner lay my head on the pillow and I was asleep.
 
To Be Continued...
 

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Author's Note: This part of Transformation Treasure Hunt has been hard to do. First, I lost about 70KB of it in a system crash and it was during a backup that the crash occurred. I had not thought to copy the story over to a floppy in case that happened and I have been kicking myself ever since. I am now doing that and it has been inconvenient to do that but I do not care. Second, because I am not EVEN completed with this part of the story, I felt that I needed to send what I have done to Erin so that she can get this posted.

Now, I need to let you all now that the second part of this part will be out as soon as I can get it completed. I hope that it will not take as long as this part did. To answer some points that have been brought up in the first two parts of this series. I do know that things seem a bit disjointed throughout each of the parts and there is a special reason for it to be done that way. As each part is completed, there will be small clues embedded into the story to keep you guessing as to what I am doing and where I am going with this story. I originally had an idea that has taken control of my muse at the moment and the way it is going to wind up is not the way that it was originally intended.

One night, I sat down and tried to overcome a mental block in trying to get this part finished and wound up writing a rough draft of the final part of this story. Erin has that part on hand and hopefully she will be able to see some holes that need to be patched with it. But currently, it is a )rough( draft and will more than likely be rewritten to better suit my needs but from ideas that I have been working on, it might not change that much from what was written. I hope to have this series completed soon but all bets are off as to when the actual completion date will be. Bear with me while I test out different ideas for each of the parts that are yet to come.

My day job has been keeping me busy as of late and this is at least two weeks over due from the time that I wanted it to be completed and turned over to Erin. To those that have been reading my ramblings, I thank you. I hopefully will not disappoint you when I am finally able to complete this series.

Jerrie526
 

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Note: TG magic age-regression adult-teenager borrowed-body rated-g
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