Ploitics can be a Drag
an excerpt

Haru adjusted his skirt nervously. It was a little too short for his tastes, but on the plus side it made his ass look great. After months of practice he still wasn’t entirely comfortable wearing a skirt and heels, but it would have to do, because today was the moment of truth. At least he wasn’t still tripping over himself like Xander. His poor brother just didn’t have the balance for walking in high heels.
“You’d think Mika and Sera could have figured out a way that would allow us to wear pants without giving us away…” Xander grumbled as he climbed out of the car after Haru.
“Well they did sorta, but Sera thought it would be a good idea if we made a powerful first impression and that meant looking as much like whores as possible I guess…”
“And God, what is that woman’s obsession with pink?”
“It looks good on you. Really brings out the blush in your cheeks.”
“Shut the fuck up. At least you got to wear a decent color. Red is a normal color.”
“Not this shade or red. I feel like a hooker. At least you got to go with the whole innocent look.”
“Maybe ‘cause really I am a lot more innocent then you? I mean no offense Haru, but this isn’t exactly your first time seducing a guy. First time seducing a guy dressed up like a girl maybe, but you’ve essentially done this before. I haven’t. God I don’t even know what I’m going to do or say. What if he just doesn’t like me? I mean not that I’ll be heart broken or anything, but dad did say this was kinda of a matter of national importance.”