Mom told me how nice I looked when I got home. She also asked if it would be all right with me if Elaine came over and took some pictures of Bobbi and I before we went to the dance. I told her that it was fine with me. I went to my room to start to get dressed. I took off everything that I had on and put my new gold satin garter belt around my waist. I selected a pair of my nylons from my drawer to wear. I sat on my bed and carefully drew them up my smooth legs. The sensation of the nylons on my skin was one that I always savor. I carefully attached the stocking tops to my garter tabs.

Next, I slid my gold satin panties in place. Before I snugged them around my waist, I made sure to tuck myself in and place a sanitary pad in the proper position. My satin bra with my breast form went across my chest and was fastened in the back. I then put on the knee-length gold satin slip. It had lace around the hem and across the bodice. It felt so soft as it slid down over my body.

I stepped into my starched white crinoline and secured it around my waist. I slid my feet into my three-inch open-toed heels. It was still a thrill to look down at my feet and see my painted toenails through my stockings. Just as I was removing my cocktail dress from the closet, Sharon came in asking if she could help me finish getting ready. I told her that she was just in time to zip me up once I put on my dress. I slid it over my head, making sure I did not ruin either my makeup or hairdo. I pulled the short sleeves up on to my arms. As soon as the dress was properly in place Sharon was behind me, zipping me up.

My jewelry consisted of a gold necklace and gold clip-on earrings. I had borrowed a gold bracelet from my sister and now put that on my wrist. Sharon picked up my favorite perfume and sprayed some on me. I had already fixed my purse so that it contained some lipstick, a compact, some tissues and some "mad money". As we talked for a few seconds, I heard the doorbell ring and then heard Mom greet Elaine and Bobbi. I walked from my room to meet them.

As I walked, I loved feeling the crinoline and the dress brush against my stocking clad legs. When I walked into the living room, I was very surprised with my date's appearance. Bobbi, or more properly Robby, was dressed in dark slacks and a matching sports coat. She wore a light blue oxford cloth shirt and a tie. Her boyish hair had been neatly combed with a part on the right side. Robby was equally as surprised and pleased with my appearance as I was with hers. She complimented me and handed me a corsage box from the local florist. I opened it and saw a lovely wrist corsage. As I removed it from the box, I thanked Robby for it. I then slid it on my left wrist. Bobbi smiled at me as she heard me refer to her as Robby instead of Bobbi.

Elaine had been taking pictures from the moment I first walked into the living room. She had pictures of me coming in, of Robby handing me my corsage and of me putting it on my wrist. She posed us beside each other and had us smile like the attractive young couple that we were. Just before we left, I reached over and kissed Robby lightly on the cheek. Naturally, Robby blushed slightly while his mother captured this moment forever on film. We departed for the dance as Elaine and Mom settled into the living room for a nice visit.

The rest of the evening was absolutely wonderful. Robby was more of a perfect gentleman tonight than she had been in the past. She held the car door open for me as I got in. She gently held my arm as we walked into the dance. She got me punch and cookies during the intermission. When we danced close during the slow numbers, it felt so heavenly being held in her arms. I could see that she was pleased every time I referred to her as Robby. I think that Elaine and Mom had even picked up on it for I saw them both smile when I would say Robby.

After the dance, we stopped for our usual after a date snack of burgers and burgers. As always, I made sure that I took dainty, ladylike bites from my burger and slowly sipped my soda. On the way home, I slid over next to Robby. She, in turn, put her arm around my shoulders. Just before we reached my house, Robby stopped the car. She turned her face toward me. I understood her thought perfectly. Since our mothers would hear us drive up, a good night kiss would not be possible. My lips eagerly awaited her kiss. As she pulled me to her and kissed me, I sighed contentedly. When we had exchanged a nice 'Good Night' kiss while sitting there, Robby then took me home. As she walked me to my door, I thanked her for both a most wonderful evening and an equally wonderful summer. She asked if we could continue dating once school began. I smiled and said I would like that. We then walked in and greeted our mothers.

Epilogue

Labor Day is traditionally the end of summer for those going back to school. For me it had been a wonderful summer. I was able to be Jeannie, with my mother's blessing, for the entire time. I had held a job as a female lifeguard and had met and begun dating Bobbi (I mean Robby). Fall now meant going to an all girls high school and, hopefully, continuing on with my developing relationship with Robby. This was the first time that I had approached the school year with such joy and optimism. I just knew, deep down in my heart, that Jeannie was going to have a truly wonderful year.

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