I'm what they call a wallflower, a woman that keeps to herself and has a very select few friends in my life. My upbringing was very strict and formal, and I wasn't allowed to date until I was at least 17 years old, which made for some awkward moments in my house. My father was always grilling the boys that came to the door, and he would put such a fear of God in them that they would never try anything, other than a casual feel here and there.
My best friend Ariel was always going out with as many boys as she could fit into a week. I guess, since I wasn't doing that myself, I began to live vicariously through her exploits, and I began to see her as someone that I would like to be.
I was never the most popular kid in school, and being a loner meant that I had a lot of Saturday nights to spend watching TV and nothing else. My only real regret was during my whole childhood was the fact that I never was able to be a little girl with all my friends surrounding me and doing whatever little girls did when they were together.
My friends would always be having me over for one get-together or another, and I was getting a little tired of just sitting on the sidelines, which meant that I was going to do something about it.
“Toni, I love that idea, and I have a lot of experience in these types of parties. I’ll get the girls and we’ll agree on the day and time, and I'm sure that we'll have a wonderful time at this slumber party that you're putting on.”
“Great, but I really want to do this myself, and all you girls have to do is show up with pajamas and ready for a good time. I want to do all the things that I never was able to do when I was a kid, and there are to be no boys whatsoever involved in this party.”
“Absolutely no boys allowed, as this is a girl’s night and guys would only ruin it by trying to get busy with the female contingent.” It was nice to know that Ariel was excited about my little slumber party, and I was sure that the rest of the girls would feel the same way and would be thinking that it was a kitschy idea. That wasn't my intention, but if it got them here, then what does it matter if they thought it was kitschy or a way to relive my lost childhood.
The whole thing had to have an air of reality, so I dressed in a frilly nighty and wore pigtails in my hair to give the impression that I was in my teens, when in actuality I was really 25 years old. Living on my own, I had an apartment overlooking the city and the river below, and it was the kind of place that would be called a studio, as there was no other room in the house, besides the bathroom across the way. The rest the place was entirely open and the weird thing was, was the fact that none of my girlfriends, even Ariel had been to my place since I moved here three years ago.
It just seemed to be that when anything was going to happen, it would always be at one of their houses and not at mine. This was my time to show them that I was just as fun and approachable as any of them were, even though that wasn't how I felt inside, but that was only due to the fact that my growing up felt a little distant from the rest of the kids.
The doorbell rang, and I opened it to find Roxanne holding her coat together, while sheepishly looking at me. If I didn't know any better, I would say that she was a little embarrassed by what she was wearing under the coat, and I was about to find out why, when she undid the belt and pulled it off for me to put in the closet.
There has always been a fascination with me about the female form, but I had never acted on any feelings that I felt for any of my friends before, but what she was wearing was starting to make me think that maybe I should. Roxanne hadn't come in her pajamas, at least that was not the typical night wear for the evening that I had in mind.
My best friend Ariel was always going out with as many boys as she could fit into a week. I guess, since I wasn't doing that myself, I began to live vicariously through her exploits, and I began to see her as someone that I would like to be.
I was never the most popular kid in school, and being a loner meant that I had a lot of Saturday nights to spend watching TV and nothing else. My only real regret was during my whole childhood was the fact that I never was able to be a little girl with all my friends surrounding me and doing whatever little girls did when they were together.
My friends would always be having me over for one get-together or another, and I was getting a little tired of just sitting on the sidelines, which meant that I was going to do something about it.
“Toni, I love that idea, and I have a lot of experience in these types of parties. I’ll get the girls and we’ll agree on the day and time, and I'm sure that we'll have a wonderful time at this slumber party that you're putting on.”
“Great, but I really want to do this myself, and all you girls have to do is show up with pajamas and ready for a good time. I want to do all the things that I never was able to do when I was a kid, and there are to be no boys whatsoever involved in this party.”
“Absolutely no boys allowed, as this is a girl’s night and guys would only ruin it by trying to get busy with the female contingent.” It was nice to know that Ariel was excited about my little slumber party, and I was sure that the rest of the girls would feel the same way and would be thinking that it was a kitschy idea. That wasn't my intention, but if it got them here, then what does it matter if they thought it was kitschy or a way to relive my lost childhood.
The whole thing had to have an air of reality, so I dressed in a frilly nighty and wore pigtails in my hair to give the impression that I was in my teens, when in actuality I was really 25 years old. Living on my own, I had an apartment overlooking the city and the river below, and it was the kind of place that would be called a studio, as there was no other room in the house, besides the bathroom across the way. The rest the place was entirely open and the weird thing was, was the fact that none of my girlfriends, even Ariel had been to my place since I moved here three years ago.
It just seemed to be that when anything was going to happen, it would always be at one of their houses and not at mine. This was my time to show them that I was just as fun and approachable as any of them were, even though that wasn't how I felt inside, but that was only due to the fact that my growing up felt a little distant from the rest of the kids.
The doorbell rang, and I opened it to find Roxanne holding her coat together, while sheepishly looking at me. If I didn't know any better, I would say that she was a little embarrassed by what she was wearing under the coat, and I was about to find out why, when she undid the belt and pulled it off for me to put in the closet.
There has always been a fascination with me about the female form, but I had never acted on any feelings that I felt for any of my friends before, but what she was wearing was starting to make me think that maybe I should. Roxanne hadn't come in her pajamas, at least that was not the typical night wear for the evening that I had in mind.
