Fantasy Reversal Chapter 6

"But I run at the river park all the time, Sam." It was true I had run there many times and never feared anything. Then it occurred to me. That was before I was Katrina. I suddenly felt vulnerable as a woman, as I recalled the news articles the attacks on several women in the river park over the last year. "I am sorry Sam. I won't go jogging there unless you are with me." With that I excused myself to shower.

I pulled my hair up and wrapped a towel around me before I returned to the bedroom. Sam had not yet laid an outfit for me to wear tonight, though he had set some makeup out for me. It was not my typical flare. The make up was harsher darker eyeliner, blush and such. To go with the makeup he had set aside deep red lipstick with matching nail polish. I had learned in my short time as Katrina there were few shortcuts to beauty and now had a much better understanding as to shy women took so long to ready themselves.

Just before I had finished blow drying and brushing my hair, another tedious task, Sam returned. "Hey Trina, let me take a look." He said as I turned to face him. I did not hear his comments as I looked at what he held. In his left hand was a pair of black leather mid-thigh boots, and in his right he held a dress, a dark red, metallic fabric, skimpy little dress. "Just what you always wanted me too...." Sam stopped catching himself. "What I always wanted to see you in."

"What? You want me to wear that? I will look like a fucking slut." I responded, startled by his selection. Though I knew if I were still Sam, I would have loved to see Katrina dressed in that dress.

"Yep. You will look like that. By the way we are going clubbing tonight." Sam taunted me, knowing how much I had craved for Katrina to go out and watch her dance as others looked at her.

There was no sense in protesting any further, when he popped back in the room. "Oh honey, don't forget these." He tossed a tiny g-string on the bed.