Liz laughed. “Not as easy as it looks, is it?”
Little did she know, but she hooked it for me.
Next were white knee high socks and a really short, plaid pleated skirt. She added a white cotton blouse and black patent Mary Jane shoes. I realized she was dressing me up like a little school girl. The last thing was a blond wig with long, braided pig tails and little pink bows on the ends.
Suddenly we heard a voice downstairs. “Lizzy, are you guys decent?” It was Sally.
“Yea, he’s dressed. Looks pretty cute, too.”
We went down and greeted her and some of their friends. I was surprised that there were two other men at the get-together. I remembered that she was having a bar-b-que, but there was no grill or food anywhere.
Before long things started to arrive. A smoker behind a truck pulled
