58-TV FICTION CLASSICS

stretch cups were delicately entwined with lacy flowers over the translucent nipple area.

Kelly talked of the extreme discomfort of wearing the "dancer's belt" to compress his maleness which couldn't ever show through his dresses, especially the tight, snug fitting ones that were in style. He found the more he wore the "belt" the more comfortable it was.

I wondered if the guys at school ever wondered why Kelly's pants fit so differently. They never said anything.

We spent most weekends at the cabin doing newspaper photo layouts for the paper. One night Kelly really overdid it. Lilly teased his blonde hair high, much of his new cleavage erupting above his wispy waist and five inch stiletto heels which matched his magenta long nails.

I asked, "Isn't that a little MUCH?"

He looked down at the tight mini-skirt that barely covered his bottom and hips, covered by a leather jacket, saying, "It's in style! The daring girls are wearing everything TIGHT."

I was surprised at how easily Kelly walked in those spikes and tight skirt. Just like any female.

We danced, then I lost track of Kelly for a while. I envyed the boys that flocked around Kelly. They didn't know Kelly's secret thus enjoyed this flirtatious girl tremendously. I wished I could look at Kelly as my dream girl again. In real life, I couldn't escape the fact, he was a boy.

Lilly and Kelly were dancing together, girls can do that. They always had such a good time together. It struck me, as they bounced around on the dance floor that they were looking at each other. Not just as girlfriends...but more. I watched as their mini-skirted knees moved to the music.

They came to me shortly after and said we had to leave. Back at the cabin, Kelly came to me. He confided, "Bill, do you think you could sleep on the couch tonight."

I knew immediately what he meant...He and Lilly were going to sleep together. I started to protest, but then it struck me. Kelly was a boy and Lilly was a girl. It was natural, regardless of the pert, soft mounds on Kelly's chest.

A little surprised, I said, "Sure."

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I watched them get ready for bed. Kelly's hair was in an 'up' style so pulling a couple pins caused it to fall around his shoulders in loose curls. The gowns they put on clung to their curves. My sister was going to sleep with my dream girl...that was all perfectly natural.

They kept me up all night.

The next day it was like nothing happened. Lilly just said, "Sorry about last night, I guess Kelly's male hormones haven't been completely deadened." Kelly's "glow" was brighter than ever.

Something had changed Kelly, he had a new look about him. He had experienced a carnal male function and "lived". He had satisfied a woman and would never be the

same.

His experience gave him a different attitude. There was a new facet to his personality, and also a new power. He had confidence in his eyes.

I took Kelly for a walk in the woods the next morning. We found a log next to a stream and sat on it. The tree filtered sunlight played in Kelly's hair.

We sat close watching two squirrels play. Kelly looked up at me, his big eyes looking to ask a question.

I asked, "Do you have something you want to ask

me.?"

Kelly blushed but muttered, "Do you like

me?"

"Of course," I said.