I moved my hands from my sides down to my waist blushing even more as the man in the mirror copied my actions his hands running over the flared skirt pausing as he grasped a piece of the pink trim between his fingers twisting it gently. surely this wasn't normal; this was wrong right? Dresses were for girls not for boys. ******Disclaimer: All a work of fiction never happened, no disrespect or copyright intended****** Cover Credit to: @daphreak
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