Jupiter made me wear the outfit home, he made it even worse by just handing over his car keys to his friend and making us take the train home.
I was mortified when a little girl walked up to me and said I had the prettiest skirt that she had ever seen and that I looked really pretty even though my hair was almost as short as a boy's.
Thank goddess her mother was paying too much attention to her phone call to look at the cross dresser's whose skirt her daughter was pulling on.
"Everyone thinks you look really pretty baby, like a princess." Jupiter said wrapping a hand around my waist as we walked.
"I love your outfit love, way to represent the femininity youths have abandoned for strength." An older woman said to me as me and Jupiter walked passed.
I was so uncomfortable holding my
