My Kenzo
Cinderella

🍀🍀🍀🍀 Sorry, I've been trying, but Brandon is in his description, a man whose skin is smoother than a woman's. Because by chance met, this is the figure of Brandon when he was 17 years old, with his karate clothes.

As usual, because the picture I took carelessly. I'm sorry and deleted if anyone feels aggrieved 😉😉🍀🍀🍀🍀

🍀🍀🍀🍀 Happy Reading 🍀🍀🍀🍀

A beautiful smile appeared on her face. Precisely pretending to smile, cold sweat flows in his temple, which is now serving customers.

"So you guys want a dress with a crystal decoration?" tanyanya, now in the VVIP room, holds a pencil and a sketchbook of his design.

"Yes, the bottom is volume, but don't be too heavy, don't over-inflate. To make it easier to move, not too long. One more, must be impressed modern.." explained the bride.

Brenda drew quickly, beautiful design impressed natural and a little open look. Absolutely perfect design.

"Like this? Do you guys like it? The material is also smooth not too heavy. Accentuate the curves of the body, but not too open. Giving a modern impression." said Brenda hopeful, the article has somehow been designed to how much, the bride-to-be never looks satisfied. While the prospective groom, busy playing the phoncell, without a care.

"No, it's not good, I want a more modern one. It looks old-fashioned, I want a design that makes my beauty radiate thousands of times over." The bride-to-be looks unhappy staring at the design Brenda made.

Goddamnit!! Less modern what? How much design!! They may have left together, without my permission. Eating the two feed each other, then... later planning the wedding.The lips can smile, but his heart was anxious half to death, imagining Nindy to be taken away.

Not listening to the customer's words anymore, Brenda quickly drew her imagination. "What about this?" ask with a flat tone, even make the wedding dress design more beautiful than the previous one. Give up all his abilities.

"No, it's too bad." he said.

The camp? How can the village! How is that beautiful and modern? What the clothes of Queen Elizabeth, can only be said to be modern. Brenda closes her sketchbook, breaks the table.

"If you are not satisfied, you draw your own!! Sew it yourself." he said furious.

But the bride-to-be was suddenly stunned, looking amazed."I want something like this!! It looks comfortable to walk on the altar. Impressed modern, showing the aura of my beauty, to radiate perfectly," he said pointing to the cover of the newly closed sketchbook Brenda, with the cover pictured by Disney animation character Cinderella.

Cinderella's? Which dress expands big not care? Comfortable walking on the altar... Modern from.jeez, my blood pressure can go up. Brenda nibbled her own temple, at a loss for words.

"Can you make it? I will pay anything." continued the bride expectantly.

"Where is the crystal placed? What's behind the dress?" brenda asked with her anger.

"Yes too, simple on the outside, and luxurious on the inside when opening it.." The really strange answer, whether where the brain of the bride-to-be, deserves the groom looks indifferent.

"That means the design is a deal, my employees will measure your body. Please enjoy the drink first. While taking measurements, besides this is our catalog.." said Brenda, full of smiles. Serving VVIP customers.

Brenda gave a rough sigh starting to get up, letting her employees who started working, until her steps stopped hearing the words of the groom. "Honey, why not this one, it looks good" he said, pointing to one of the photos in the catalog.

"Looks good, because the photomodel pair looks good. I bet they were real lovers .." The bride-to-be sighed harshly.

The catalogue they pointed out? Catalog with Breda and Nindy who became her shooting partner. I don't know why a smile was on Brenda's face, leaving the VVIP room.

"His male model is very handsome, like a celebrity. Try you can be a little handsome like him." grumbled the bride-to-be.

The bridegroom clenched his forehead, "This? This if you pay attention, not the transvestite designer who was before." he said stunned.

"True.." The bride's face immediately turned deathly pale.

"Even though I'm not as handsome as him. At least I'm a real man, still like apem cakes." he said proud of himself.

***

Elsewhere Brenda began to step, being in a glass bulkhead. Look at the small family that will be formed.

"Miss Brenda?" the officer he paid approached.

"Are they just like that?" ask her slowly, but using a male baritone voice.

"Yes, you must be worried about Nindy, they look good. Maybe it will be her future husband." said the employee staring in awe, at the young man who rolled half his sleeve. Shows the muscles that are valued by women lovers of the mighty man.

While Brenda knitted her forehead, "Relax, I can't afford it, so just let go like the others.." she muttered.

But Nindy looks tidy tuxedo used Bara, buttoning the outside. Brenda's blood rippled violently, this time not because of her hormones as an adult man. But because his cold hot heart wanted to separate them.

"Mother are we a match!?" bara asked, pulling Nindy's waist around her in front of her mother.

I don't play games when I say it. I want to tear you apart. Stop your hand touching my Nindy or you will I split like a brick.

Nindy glanced slightly, knowing the whereabouts of Brenda who was staring at them nonstop. A smile touched his face.

Bara wore a bow tie by him, a little tiptoe tidied the young man's hair, slashing the distance between their faces, which were only a few centimeters away.

Brandon, until when can you survive. Come outside!! Tell me you like a Nindy.

The jelly nata de coco's face was visibly riled up, walking quickly into the room, "Little boy, your brother wants me to keep an eye on you. Don't be flirtatious." he said pulling Nindy's hand.

"I'm not flirty!! He's my friend from SMU!! Brother Brenda, don't try to rule my life" Nindy snapped.

Brenda who had really held back her emotions from earlier suddenly raised her tone of voice, "As soon as you want to have a boyfriend!! To the extent that all of your men are seduced!! Like a cheap woman on the side of the road!!"

Nindy's tears were flowing, wiped away quickly by her own hands, the cheap lady by the roadside? Is that so Brenda judged it.

Brenda was silent for a moment, staring at the face of the little girl before her, mispronounced? She did say the wrong thing,"Nindy sorry.I ..." her words stopped.

Nindy didn't notice it anymore, as if Brenda wasn't around,"Bara, sorry. Let's try the other clothes, shall we?" he said he would bring another outfit for the young man.

While Brenda's hands were limp, this was her fault. Nindy must be let go. But why does it hurt.

The girl's smile and mouth that couldn't keep quiet, were all missed by her. Until, he stepped away, clearing his mind.

***

By evening, all employees had gone home. In addition to Nindy who is still working on some sketches, the shadow of the incident this afternoon is still on his mind.

Is he that low? Cheap woman on the side of the road. The lights are off, Brenda disappears from noon somewhere. Probably still in his room considering the lights are still on.

Until Nindy emboldened herself, opened the door. "Sister Brenda." call him.

But instead of an answer, the pungent smell of alcohol was smelled. His body was held tightly, someone sobbing in tears hugging him, as if in despair.

Long hair was strewn on the floor, a young man with short hair cut in an irregular drunken condition, still wearing women's clothes.

"A.a. I'll try to change for you. Don't leave me like them, don't scold me and ignore me." she said, in a sobbing.

It was like a repeat to him, when the mother snapped and ignored him. The same feeling when Nindy did something similar. Feel have? Maybe so, Brenda is afraid of losing.

"Changed? Trying to do anything for me?" ask her to Brenda who is actually half conscious.

Nindy grinned, finally being able to be with Brandon. The man of his dreams, even if only one night.

***

In the morning, Brenda opened her eyes. With a head that really hurts.

But not a cross-dressing figure in sight. But, a young man who had been wearing clothes that looked stylish. A haircut? Nindy cut it neatly. His dreamy young man.

Even her entire body had already been seen by Nindy when she changed her clothes. Half conscious? Indeed, but the touch of Nindy's hand that changed her clothes. Making the sleeping basoka stand straight.

Nindy could only swallow her saliva, staring at the thing that was still functioning perfectly. But thankfully, Brandon did not pounce on him, probably because of his phobia. The trauma is still there, but the hormones as a man are still functioning.

Back to Brenda who just opened her eyes. He recalled the events of yesterday. Instantly observing his appearance on the mirror. "My precious long hair!? Fucking little pervert!!" the upset.

While Nindy who just finished bathing in the toilet of Brenda's room, wearing an oversized men's shirt. With half dry hair.

"Sister Brandon.

"responsible!?" Brenda again let out her baritone voice out of words.

Seriate