C35 CROSS DRESSING

“I am s-sorry.” The woman apologized with her eyes never leaving Xander. Some of them started murmuring. He went and sat on the chair in front of the mirror, pretending he didn’t know that all eyes were on him, or he was being talked about.

“I am ready.” he told the staff that wanted to give him a makeover. She gulped and moved closer to him, grabbing a foundation from the makeup desk