When I arrived home my sister wanted to make sugar cookies. I think she's just trying to occupy me with something because she doesn't want me to be in my room all the time and the best way to do that is to suggest baking. It was my favourite thing in the world after writing.
I got out all the ingredients and measured it
2 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1 1/2 cups white sugar
1 egg and
1 teaspoon vanilla extract.
Then I preheat the oven to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C). I got a pink small bowl and stir together the flour, baking soda, and baking powder. Setting that aside. While my sister was making something by herself.
In a large green bowl I stirred the cream together with the butter and sugar until smooth then beat in egg and vanilla. After I gradually blend in the dry ingredients. I rolled the dough out and took the cookie cutters to create different shapes of cookies, and placed then onto ungreased cookie sheets.
Then I shoved them into the oven to bake 8 to 10 minutes in the preheated oven.
While I was doing all of that, turns out my sister was baking brownies. I really loved her brownies. It tasted like chocolate heaven.
While we waited for the goodies to finish bake my sister started a conversation.
"So what did you buy today?"
"Just panties and a bra"
"You know you should go out more often"
"Yh I guess" I kept my reply short.
I don't expect her to understand my situation because we didn't have the same mind and although I wish someone could understand me I came to the conclusion that sometimes it would never happen.
After the cookies was cooled it was time to decorate.
There was icing, marshmallows, m&m, sprinkles and gummies.
It came out really beautiful and tasted delicious.
Now was my time to escape before she tried striking up another conversation.
"I'll be back, I'm going to my room to change my clothes"
"okay come back outside to watch a movie with me"
"yeah I will"
I went into the room and saw the shopping bag that actually slipped my mind. I was a little scared to open it. Did he leave his number will I see him again. I didn't want to open it but at the same time I wanted to. Eventually curiosity took the lead and I opened the bag. There was a note inside so I opened that first.
I want to see you modeling each one for me. I want to see how they hug your curves and admire every single inch. Call Me!
His number was written below.
I pulled out the first item from the bag and it was far from what I had asked for.
It was a skin tone lace plunge slip that had a lace see through top and the bottom of it was pure silk. It was stunning.
The second item was eye catching. It was a red lace Wicked Unlined Balconette Teddy.
The last two items was a skin tones Faye Lace Thong Panty with a matching Faye Lace Underwire Bra.
I have no idea if I should be accepting these gifts and I don't even think I would wear them. They would exposed to much. My body isn't perfect like the models. It just wouldn't look right on me. What was he thinking? Was he trying to embarrass me? Did he want to see me wear those just to laugh at how ridiculous I looked? There was no way I was going to put myself through such shame.
"Xavi are you coming to watch the movie with me?" My sister asked.
"Yes I'm coming now" I shouted.
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The TV was playing but I had no idea what was showing. My mind kept wondering back to the lingerie in the room and Sven. Should I really show him? I don't want to be closed off to the point where I end up alone. I mean I guess someone could actually like what they see when they look at me but I wouldn't find out if I don't open myself to that possibility.
I think I'm going to finally out on my brave face and do something that scares me and if it doesn't go well at least I tried and that's all that matters.
Should I do it tonight? Nah definitely not tonight. I need to be prepared mentally for this so I'll do it tomorrow night when my sister goes to work.