Cross Dressing
Clive’s wife is out of town for the evening
so he doesn’t have a second to lose
Feeling his excitement rising
he nervously places his first order
The late night courier delivers a huge box
Clive frantically rips off the packaging
to reveal ...
Six inch stiletto’s -
in flamingo pink patent leather
Clive moans in sheer ecstasy
As he squeezes his hirsuit size 13 feet
into sexy shiny shoes
Slipping into a shimmering sequinned dress
he applies theatrical makeup
which hides his five o’clock shadow
a platinum blonde wig completes the look
Clives transformation to Tallulah is finally complete!
Night Shoes Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Slausin
5/15/19
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