there is something in me ever since i was a little girl that i like to talk to boyz and i like to be their focus of attention. as soon as i started to hit puberty; that was even more apparent; that i like to dress up nice; i remember when i was in the 8th grade, i would have always have 2 sets of regular clothes and gym clothes; my parents always would not approve of my clothing and make up. i would dress up normal at home without make up and then stopped off at a friends house before headed to school to put on my real “show off” clothes; my teacher would always comment that i should be wearing regular clothes; they in fact got me in trouble with my parents all the time. but they were unaware of my secret stash of clothes at my friends place.
now that
