CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Probation

He greeted the morning anxiously and found. himself looking forward to finding out what his wardrobe was going to be for the day. A ray of disappointment crossed his face Susan showed him. the white jumpsuit. "Now, honey, there will be plenty of days when you can show off your pretty legs!" she chuckled. "I think this jumpsuit will be cute on you.'

After she showed him how to put on and pad his own bra he slipped into the jumpsuit and she zipped it up. He pulled on a pair of knee high nylons and some white sneakers she handed him and then sat still while she combed his hair. It had held the set from the previous day nicely and with a little brushing and teasing it was very pretty again. She tucked a white daisy into it and they went in to eat breakfast.

Then they returned to his training. He spent the rest of the day working on the hand gestures she showed him. He practiced them in combination with what he had learned the previous day and by supper time Susan was amazed at how adept he was. As she watched he walked casually around the room and talked with her. He rose and sat so demurely she found it hard to believe that it was really a boy. His long curled brown hair was set off beautifully by the white jumpsuit and his pink nails totally feminized his hands. She had not put any make-up on him that day but at this point it was not really necessary. He didn't have to have pink lips to appear feminine, he was so feminine in his actions now that anyone seeing him would not have to see cosmetics to be convinced. She could not believe how hard he practiced to please her. Each

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time she complimented him he looked like a small puppy that had just pleased its master.

At dinner he asked her why Cindy and Tina had not come to visit lately. "I asked them to stay away for awhile, honey," she answered. "I thought it might be because of the trouble I had with the police," he stated. "Not at all! I'm sure that they are still your friends. They'll be by in a couple of days," she reassured him.

The days passed rapidly. Terry enjoyed Susan's praise immensely and worked hard to perShe was taken afect everything she taught him.

back by his behavior! Although he still seemed to have moments of resistance they came less frequently and were a lot less severe. It seemed to her that they most often occurred right after he had taken a shower. She had a theory that when he saw himself in the nude his manhood brought him back to the realization of what was happening to him. So she made every effort to feminize him as quickly as possible after he got out of the bathroom. One day she got a great idea. From that day forth he took nothing but baths in a tub full of perfumed bubble oil. It worked excellently! Not only did it hide his tool from his direct view. it also left his skin softer and sweet smelling.

He spent hours practicing the make-up tricks. she taught him until his face became a daily showcase of cosmetic expertise. He had become an avid reader of women's fashion magazines and especially loved the sections on hair care. There were no two days in a row that he wore the same hairstyle. He was totally enjoying his schooling.

At last the day arrived when he had to visit the probation officer. He could not believe that it had only been a week since his encounter with the police! Right now, the last thing on his mind was escape. He had gotten so involved in learning the fine art of womanhood that the days had stretched on almost endlessly. With a touch of apprehension he faced the challenge.

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