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Mrs. Baker's party relaxed and took refreshments until lunch time. Then Bill put on an adorable yellow lace dress to accompany the others out on deck. They walked leisurely, taking in the ocean. air and getting up an appetite, and at the same time permitting other passengers a good view of silks and lace. Bill especially liked the plunging neckline of his dress which showed a tempting expanse of bosomy flesh. He was wearing a push-up bra to emphasize the shape of his breasts. He was proud of his woman's breasts and could hardly be persuaded to cover them decently. The more he was looked at and admired, the happier he felt.

Bill and the girls ate a light lunch and passed the afternoon casually exploring the ship. At around four o'clock they went back to their cabin to rest. As they were changing into their evening dresses, Bill's mother explained a plan she had for him. "I've invited a nice looking young man to meet you," she told Bill. "He'll be taking you to dinner and to a dance this evening. Your name will be 'Beatrice to him; so don't mention Trixie', because that sounds rather unsophisticated. I want you to encourage him. Later, he may come here with you and we can have some fun with him. You see, I'm planning to have you teach him how to be a transvestite. So you will have to hint at the idea in order to prepare him for it. Be sure you do a good job, darling!"

Bill and the girls thought it a clever idea. To Bill the plan had a special appeal, since it meant he could watch another male go through what he had suffered already. Nothing could give him greater satisfaction than to see someone else experience the transformation into womanhood. Tingling with anticipation, he dressed himself in a floor-length black satin gown with a halter neck that begged for a glimpse of his bare breasts. Under it he wore only the tiniest panties and a silk half slip, plus pantihose and high heels. his hair combed straight over bare shoulders, he was ravishingly feminine.

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Just before six, Charles Marston came to take pretty Beatrice Baker to dinner. Charles was thoroughly pleased when he saw his lovely date, informing Mrs. Baker that she had not exaggerated her "daughter's" beauty in the least. Bill beamed with pleasure and made a modest little curtsy, looking so girlish and graceful that his mother was proud of him. He was absolutely enthralled

in his woman's costume and accepted his role so willingly it was doubtful he would ever leave off wearing dresses for the rest of his life. Taking the young man's arm, he followed him with rustling skirts through the door.

Dinner was a perfect success, leaving Charles quite enchanted with his young "lady". He never dreamed his date might be a male in disguise. In the romantic atmosphere, they chatted gayly together and sometimes touched hands and exchanged ardorous glances. Charles found himself increasingly attracted to this heavenly creature, and unable to take his eyes off "her". At the dance, Bill was soon in the handsome fellow's arms, being whisked around the floor in a dream of swirling skirts and swaying hips. He felt so undeniably female that it didn't disturb him in the least to be dancing with

a male partner. In fact, it was very pleasant to be held and led across the floor that way. And since Bill was a good dancer, he easily played the part of a girl. While they danced, he made his first hint to the young man. Charles had complimented him on his beautiful satin gown, saying how divine he looked in it. "Oh, really," Bill answered suavely, "it would look just as divine on you." The remark put Charles into some confusion and made Bill laugh in his pretty, girlish way. But the laugh was infectious and caused Charles to forget his surprise.

Later, when they were sitting at a table and drinking a Manhattan, Charles said some thing to Bill about what a perfect figure he had, and that he should be a fashion model. "Thank you," Bill replied. "But I'd be willing to bet with the proper equipment you'd make just as good a model as I would." This time Charles' face went red and he finished his drink with a swallow. But Bill's coquettish laugh smoothed over the shock as before. The secret thought of putting Charles in dresses and lingerie made Bill's eyes sparkle in a way that charmed his date no end. Never did the handsome playboy imagine he might soon be donning girls' nylon stockings! While strolling on deck in the moonlight, Charles suddenly drew his pretty date closer and kissed the ruby lips he adored. Bill closed his eyes and enjoyed the fun of deceiving this male with his disirableness and completeness of being the weaker sex. In the close embrace Bill's nylons whispered softly against the satin and silk of his attire, and his perfume sweetly overwhelmed the senses of his admirer.