Tamyer looked at the bra and a store associate suggested he look at the selection of women's boy shorts in various bright pastels. He picks them up with a white lacy skirt and shiny black top. His face begins to tingle and he rubs his face with the blouse in hand and looks up to see Joan wearing bright red lipstick and white high heels.
Joan smiled and said, "So Tammy you decided to finally give in to my style influence?" She said with bright white teethed grin.
"Tammy" realized he was holding clothes that couldn't possibly fit Joan. Joan took his thinner arm and pulled him towards the changing rooms. Something was wrong but he couldn't put it together...
