Good Girls part7
by HandJob Blog
her to a mirror.First with scissors,then with a razor,I carefully shaved her
bald.She looked with wonderment at her changed appearance.She had symbolical-
ly crossed the line from being Betty,who occasionally pretended to be “Nita”
for me,to being Nita,who occasionally pretended to be “Betty” for the out-
side world.A wig falling off could never reveal Nita as Betty,only Betty as
Nita.
Nita didn’t wear the redheaded wig much,but since she had started occasion-
ally flashing people,she occasionally used it to change her appearance.
About this time,since Nita had told me pictures of her appeared in men’s
magazines,I started taking some and sending them to tacky sexy-letters mag-
azines…PLAYBOY et al were too respectable for Nita.Some of them got bought.
Nita was delighted,but it embarassed Betty so much I saw even less of her.
Not long after this we moved.Although we were still in the same metropolitan
area,we had crossed a state line,which meant we needed new driver’s licenses.
I asked Nita if she could drive,and readily fibbing up a history,she said
...End of the part7. To be continued..