44 TV FICTION CLASSICS "SANDY THOMAS

school boys think when they saw me dressed like this on a non-school day, when I didn't have to dress femininely. Until now most of my dressing had some school imposed reason. . .but this?! Would they think I was a sissy and wanted to act like a girl?

Nevertheless, it was too late to change my mind, and I'm sure that Michelle wouldn't hear of it anyway.

We ventured down the hallways toward the dorm area where some of the non-tress boys lived. Me with my swaying mincing walk due to the tightness of the skirt and the heels, we literally stopped conversations as we passed. There were several wolf whistles and excited whispers from groups of older boys.

One of the more confident guys stepped over and said, "Hello Mike, I don't believe I've met your friend." His stare all the while was focused right into my eyes. He must have felt that he was a real ladies'

man.

"Steve, you have so. Don't you even recognize my roommate Ken?" Michelle answered with a satisfied grin. I could see the look of surprise in Steve's eyes.

"UH...sure, I was just kidding," he stammered.

Further on I saw a group of boys standing in the hall. Amongst them was the shy boy I had met at the doctor's office several weeks ago. The boys were obviously checking me out with great interest as we passed, and I thought of an idea. Turning straight to Paul and ignoring the other boys' stares I said in my best sultry whisper, "Hi, Paul, nice to see you again." I then continued on my way. After a short silence, I could hear a sudden burst of excitedly whispered questions

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by the boys to poor Paul who only at the last second, when our eyes met, recognized me as the girl from the doctor's office.

"What was that all about?" grinned Michelle.

"Oh, since I saw the reaction of the other boys when they were misled by my appearance, I thought I'd give that shy boy I met back at Dr. Green's office a little ego boost. He thinks I'm a real girl from the girl's school."

"Well, I'd say it worked very adequately. But you better be careful, because he may develop a crush on you and be devastated when he realizes you are a boy."

"I guess you're right. I'll explain the truth the next time I meet him." We had reached the main doors and I saw my mother waiting in her car just a few dozen feet away. "There she is," I whispered to Michelle.

"Ok, Cathy. Have fun. And I want to hear all about it!" he replied with a mischievous smile. "Oh, and have fun shopping for a dress. I'm dying to see what you find."

I did my best hip-swaying walk as I approached the passenger door of the car. I could see my mother's face through the windshield. There was definitely a look of non-recognition as the 'femme fatale' vision approached. I leaned into the open passenger window and sweetly said, "Hi, mumsy! Am I on time?"

"UH...is that you Kenny," she managed to squeak out in embarrassed amazement.

"Of course, don't you recognize your own little girl?"

"I . . .I...can't believe it? They . . .I mean I never expected such dramatic changes in only two months."

"What change?" I said straight-faced as I peered into the rear-view mirror to reapply a coat of lipstick. "Oh, the hair you mean...you like it up like this?"

"I mean...all of you. I knew their methodology was unique, but I had no idea you would be able to play a 'foreign' role so well and so quickly. They are going to make a wonderful actor out of you. I can't believe you are a boy.'

"Oh, mummy.. .don't bring that up that 'boy' stuff. That's all old history now. That's a minor biological mistake that has been all taken care of. You know...with the hormones and all." I subtlety pushed my breasts out and ran a finger over one curve.

"You...you mean...those are real?!" she gasped, "but they said there would be only a hint of a change over the first year. . .that there would be plenty of time to reconsider..."

"Reconsider??? Why would I ever do that? I'm sure Paul would be most disappointed."

"Who...Who's...Paul?"