20TV FICTION CLASSICS

didn't tear. "There...," he said with a final pull allowing the belt to constrict his waist. He turned towards me, his figure now looked totally girlish except for his lack of breasts. "This is going to take some getting used to."

He was entrapped in a debilitated position. The garment gave a girlishly flat effect but was painful. Kelly said, "I don't think I could stand this for an evening."

In about twenty minutes, Kelly complained, "This garment's killing me. I feel numb."

Lilly said, "Leave the garment on overnight. You'll get used to it. We need to do some swimsuit ads soon. You'll need something like this."

They became part of his everyday wear...everyday except on days when he had PE. While I and "the other guys" were playing baseball or cruising around drinking beer looking for girls, Kelly was exploring frosted lipsticks, aquamarine eye shadow and red blushes.

I guess he was beginning to look a little weird. His long hair and fingernails were obvious. On weekends he wore the dance garment under his boy clothes. He'd figured out that the first hour was the toughest so Friday after school he put it on and wore it until Monday morning. It didn't hurt much anymore he said.

He started out wearing his fingernails short but soon that wasn't enough. Lilly went half and half on a nail kit and made a bet as to who could grow their nails the longest. On weekend nights they'd beautify them bright red, creamy pink or one of the other endless shades of polish. Lilly and Kelly were becoming fast friends.

The store requested some pictures of a disco scene.

"Rage" was across the county, a teen club for 16 to 21 year olds. It was a wild place with rock music and dancing. Kelly was afraid because we knew some people that might be there. I'll never forget the first night we went in. We must have sat in the car for a half an hour debating whether or not to go in. Kelly was afraid. Lilly finally said, "I'm going...you can sit in the car if y you want."

"ALL DOLLED UP" -21

We had spent a lot of time getting Kelly ready for the club. I really thought he'd chicken out. He wore lots of make-up and Lilly curled and teased his hair into a wild almost whoreish look with makeup to match and perfume, lots of perfume. I had my camera ready.

We had to stand in line for a few minutes. I whispered to Kelly, "Nervous?"

Kelly nodded then reached in his red leather purse and took out a lipstick. He adjusted the bodice of his dress and noticed the boys watching him. They were staring. The awareness was so strong, it almost felt like a physical touch. Kelly smiled at one of the boys and he turned away in shyness. A blush tinted his face in embarrassment.

At the door they were asking for identification. I panicked but Kelly just smiled at the doorman and for some reason he let us in. Later I noticed that they were only "carding" the guys. Also there was no cover charge for the girls while the guys (me) had to pay $6.00.

The place was crowded and dark. Kelly took my hand and we snaked our way into the club. The guys outnumbered the girls 3 to 1. They gawked as Kelly walked by.

Kelly whispered, "I feel so different here. Like prey, helpless in my skirts and 3 inch heels."

I looked at Kelly who was having second thoughts as the guys were sizing him up. He looked good...too good.

Kelly whispered, "I can't believe I'm doing this. If I get caught, I'll get beat to a pulp."

"And if you pass...we can go anywhere," Lilly giggled. She was right. I looked at her then at Kelly. Lilly was wearing a mint green silk dress with a white collar, low cut and tight. The skirt fit tightly over her fanny, calling attention to her walk. They were by far the prettiest young ladies in the club.

Kelly was wearing a sleeveless black lace dress that looked like it was made for him. It was amazing how feminine his round soft arms and shoulders looked. The hem of his dress merely skimmed his knees making his legs look so girlish. He looked so beautiful, so feminine, yet something was missing...CONFIDENCE.