16-TV FICTION CLASSICS

Kelly's high fashion look contrasted to the rustic background.

Lilly had it all laid out. We did it all: femme fatale, classic, jet set sophisticate, preppy. Every outfit fit the image and Lilly made sure Kelly's hairstyles, makeup, even the perfume was just right.

From the black and white polka-dot silk pajamas to the electric purple crepe dress to the hot pink linen dress with the fitted torso, Lilly was able to get Kelly to assume the right mood and expression by setting up

a scene.

Unconsciously, Lilly was teaching Kelly all the tricks of being a girl. She even forgot a few times that Kelly was a boy. Once she said, "Here's a lipstick color you could wear to school...Ohhh, I forgot." Then she giggled, "Oh well...maybe you can model for me again in the future. Would you like that?"

Kelly blushed, knowing that I was listening. Lilly had an idea..."Why can't Kelly dress like a girl once in a while??? You can keep all the lingerie from the store and I'll give you some of my old dresses and heels..." Then as an after thought, "Since we got all the pictures done yesterday, we ought to go for a drive into town."

"Like this"?

"Sure," Lilly said, "You look just like a pretty girl. No one will know the difference. We'll fix you up a handbag to carry..."

Kelly grinned at me and shyly accepted. I was beginning to get worried. What did this mean? What if the guys at school found out? Would they call me names like...sissy...pansy?

"ALL DOLLED UP" -17

I watched as Lilly helped Kelly get ready. Kelly must of known that his swinging hips and dainty steps were getting to me. It was like he was flaunting his girlishness in front of

me.

While getting dressed he bustled around in only a lace white satin slip that was translucent enough so I could see his bikini panties.

It was nice out so he wore a flouncy short skirted dress that fit tightly around his plump hips then flared, accentuating his new spirited wiggle. Nude sheer hose made his legs look long and smooth, particularly with the 3 inch high heels.

He asked Lilly if she could bleach his hair a bit lighter...maybe some streaks. My worst fears were coming true...I had caused it all.

DRESSING FOR DOLLAR$

We developed the pictures. They were beautiful. Even I was impressed with the outcome. They were high style, "New York" type glossies. My sister, I hated to admit, had the "touch".

A week later she burst through the door after seeing the head of advertising at the Department Store. "They bought them all!" She tried to get her breath. "Bill, they loved your photos, they loved my styles and they loved Kelly the model". She handed me a check.

My eyes blurred as I knew I was reading the figures wrong. Three thousand dollars? No? Yes, it was three thousand dollars. I looked at her. "Are you kidding?”

Lilly smiled, "I told them we were all 'professionals' and that was our rate. I say we split it three ways, okay?"

Kelly was elated at first, talking of being able to buy his mother a few needed things, like a new stove. When Lilly talked of future sessions, Kelly asked, "What are they going to do with these pictures?"

"Put them in their ads. You'll be famous," then realizing the potential consequences if he was found out, she added, "Look at these, do they look like Kelly the boy? No.