MsDemiMeyersReal
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- Sep 27, 2015
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After my divorce last year I had my makeover (which included going blonde, some Botox, a touch of Restalyn for fuller lips, and 36C cleavage) and moved my son and I to this new community. Kyle was very moody about having to make new friends for his last year of high school. I immediately became a stand out from the other wives and mothers due to my looks and my more expensive fashion style. Needless to say, while I received attention and harmless flirting from their husbands, I knew I was becoming the topic of catty conversations of the other wives behind my back.
Kyle seemed to resent my newfound popularity that was resulting from new look. I noticed he began trying to make friends with a group of six or seven boys who I instantly could tell were a bad influence and seemed to tease him. They all looked up to Chad - whom I disliked the most.
I decided to put my son Kyle into a talent show to get him involved in acting as well as a reason to be too busy to spend time with his new so called friends. Kyle was sulking the entire week before the talent show. I put a lot of effort into choosing his monologue and stage blocking. It was an important event in which I had invited other parents and obviously I wanted to look my best. I found the perfect dress for the occasion that I felt would bring just the right touch of class to the evening and that I felt and looked confident - and I will admit the clingy material hugged my figure and the halter front design tastefully accentuated my perfect cleavage. I styled my hair in a elegant side curl and my makeup was perfect as always. I felt there wasn't anything wrong if the judges of the talent show remembered Kyle's act by remembering his mother. I had Kyle take photos of me in the dress in front of our house which I've included.
But the time we arrived at the theater and backstage, the talent show was about to start and the Host wanted Kyle to go on first, but my son clearly wasn't ready yet. Things continued to get more and more than I imagined possible
Kyle seemed to resent my newfound popularity that was resulting from new look. I noticed he began trying to make friends with a group of six or seven boys who I instantly could tell were a bad influence and seemed to tease him. They all looked up to Chad - whom I disliked the most.
I decided to put my son Kyle into a talent show to get him involved in acting as well as a reason to be too busy to spend time with his new so called friends. Kyle was sulking the entire week before the talent show. I put a lot of effort into choosing his monologue and stage blocking. It was an important event in which I had invited other parents and obviously I wanted to look my best. I found the perfect dress for the occasion that I felt would bring just the right touch of class to the evening and that I felt and looked confident - and I will admit the clingy material hugged my figure and the halter front design tastefully accentuated my perfect cleavage. I styled my hair in a elegant side curl and my makeup was perfect as always. I felt there wasn't anything wrong if the judges of the talent show remembered Kyle's act by remembering his mother. I had Kyle take photos of me in the dress in front of our house which I've included.
But the time we arrived at the theater and backstage, the talent show was about to start and the Host wanted Kyle to go on first, but my son clearly wasn't ready yet. Things continued to get more and more than I imagined possible
