Xander knew Helen was bi, that wasn’t what worried him. It was just…him as a woman that worried him. It took everything he had not to refute her when she called him beautiful because he had a hard time believing it. The mental picture he had was of his male self in a dress and it wasn’t pretty.
“Really?” He squeaked out, biting the inside of cheek as he looked up at her through hair that had a lot more curls then he’d ever have expected. “And, uh…what kind of fun?”
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Date: 2011-08-12 05:28 am (UTC)“Really?” He squeaked out, biting the inside of cheek as he looked up at her through hair that had a lot more curls then he’d ever have expected. “And, uh…what kind of fun?”