Going out somewhere nice did really appeal to Sammie, it was the sort of thing he loved to spend his time doing. The girls didn't ever really have to worry about money, so why pretend to be frugal after all? He squirmed a little, hips wiggling as his desperate fight to save some shred of his masculinity was rapidly being overwhelmed here. He blushed as Johnny called him cutie. And then again when he mentioned his ass. "Ummm..." he began sheepishly. Truth be told he hadn't brought a suit since long before him and Clarissa had started partying together and the fact that man's suit wouldn't do much for his ass was a concern he had.<br/><br/>But then when Clarissa joined in the resistance shattered and he gazed on his sister with wide eyed and pure love, smiling brightly as she complimented how good he looked in feminine outfits. "Well yeah." She said sheepishly, curling some of his hair in one finger demurely. "I guess...." He blushed and glanced away, obviously quite complimented.<br/><br/>"Ooooh<em>that</em>one!" Sammie's eyes lit up. He loved that suit. He really really loved how it looked on his sister. "The one that makes your boobs all like BAM!" He motioned in front of him like he had a pair of exploding breasts on his chest with a giggle. It wasn't a perverted comment coming from a lustful man, just a friendly complimented from a fellow girl who loved the way it made her sister look.<br/><br/>"But like," he wiggled more, "I don't have...those." He said, once again cupping at the lack of boobs on his chest. "It would just look kinda silly on me." He hung his head a bit embarrassed, not at the fact that they were talking about him in a woman's suit, but that he didn't have the chest to pull it off. "And if I used my padded bra it would ruin the awesome cleavage effect." He sighed.<br/><br/>