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[ersatzach]

Chris and I took a shower after making love. I'm having a hard time... having him on top. I feel panicked... But Chris understands. I feel lucky beyond belief for that.

"So...blue button down shirt...dark Ralph Lauren jeans...tie?" he asks around his toothbrush.

"Yeah, that light blue one," I smile. I choose a black long sleeved shirt, a plaid shirt over it and black jeans. "What do you think?" I say.

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My cousin, Elsie, tells him he grown out of the awkward faze. "I don't know, you should see him dance... talk about akward," I tease. I don't even know if he's a good dancer. I've never seen him-- something I should remedy.

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"He's right," I nod...though I don't know if he's ever seen me do more than slow dance. Elsie says she should take us out dancing before we leave. "I thik I'd rather kick your ass at karaoke."

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I grin. "That's it, we have to go karaokeying," I say.

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"Yeah?" I ask him with a grin. "I'd finally get to hear you sing." Elsie asks if I really haven't heard him sing. "Nope, not one note, can you believe it?" Joe pipes in that he can't imagine that I haven't MADE Zach sing...aaaaand I blush again...

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"That's enough, Joe," I say, helping get Chris off the hook. The rest of dinner is nice, and I can see Chris is starting to feel like he fits in. We share a piece of pumpkin pie. And tiramisu. And some cookies. "How are we gonna fit into our costumes," I moan, patting my belly.

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"I have no idea..." I rub his belly and he swats my hand away. I slump back into my chair, rest my head on Zach's shoulder. "I feel like Jabba the fucking Hut..." I say. "I can't event ell you how badly I just want to undo the button of my jeans..."

Elsie adds, "And lie on the couch and scratch your balls..."

"Amen, sister..." I say and give her a high five.