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It seemed that the clothes and make-up were having a unthinkable effect on him and he was imitating a girl's voice and mannerisms. It seemed to come naturally for him.

Evan saw his mother observing his actions and he said, "You'll have to excuse me. I never dreamt that I would make such a pretty girl and I can't get used to it." He was looking in the mirror, staring at himself. He raised one hand and adjusted a curler curls about his face to make sure it was perfect and smiled.

His smile was so charming that it made the image Sarah saw all the more beautiful. She smiled too. Seeing her son so concerned about his hair and trying so hard to arrange it more attractively almost made her laugh out loud.

He changed his position into what he thought was more feminine and attractive. He crossed his legs above the knee in a girlish manner and smoothed his lovely negligee carefully over his knees.

"Where'd you learn to sit like that?" his mother asked. "Andrea's teaching me," he said proudly sitting up with grace and ease as though he had been a girl all his life. "What else is she teaching you?" his mother asked coyly.

"Just girl stuff."

Sarah thought, "Such beauty is wasted on a mere boy." She had never realized how girlish her son was until now. Not the figure of a Miss World candidate but with decidedly feminine features: thin, muscleless arms, small delicate hands, and a long slender neck. The little nightgown clung to the plump cheeks of his girlish bottom.

It was all so odd yet spontaneous. In this short time he had apparently mastered the art of feminine impersonation.

With a little more happy exchange they both retired for the night, Evan in a mood that was so in contrast to that of his two friends.

Chapter Eight

"Hurry dear, it's getting late," Joanne cautioned as Sam was trying slowly and carefully to roll a new pair of pantyhose his smooth legs. His fingers were shaky this mornup ing and his stomach was in knots...for obvious reasons. He felt as though he was in some kind of waking nightmare as he stood before the mirror in a new white lace bra with his

BLONDE & BLONDER -45 jiggling breast inserts pulling the thin straps down into the skin of his shoulders.

Beneath the thin pantyhose he could see the outline of the tight white panties that matched his bra. His deep red manicured nails contrasted boldly with the whiteness of his bra. His hair hung still wet and shapeless after his shower, but his mother was motioning for him to sit at her vanity so that she could once again blow dry it into its totally feminine style.

Ten minutes before Sam was to leave for school, Alex showed up at the back door apologetically. "I can't go with you to school today but I had to see what you look like in a dress.

"That's okay," Sam said knowingly, "I'm going with the others.

His mother and sister walked into the kitchen and were surprised to see Alex. "What do you think of your baseball 'buddy' now?" Sam's sister asked him.

Alex grinned and joked, "Hot! I had no idea he had such good legs...I might have asked him out!"

Sam felt uncomfortable as Alex kept watching him. From Sam's short cream-colored skirt, light-weight matching knit top, to the three inch heels on patent-leather pumps, Alex didn't miss a element of Sam's feminization. With it's back zipper, Sam's skirt draped tightly over his fleshy bottom and the wide leather belt accentuating his waist. The knit top did nothing to hide his eye-catching bustline. Sam's makeup was perfect and not too overdone for a high school girl.

Sam's mother noticed Alex's curiosity and said, "I think Sam is a very good sport about all this. The world will be a better place without chauvinistic manipulation of young girls. Besides, I think he looks attractive and believable."

Alex nodded agreement. Sam was beginning to get used to his heels, skirt and added weight on his chest. This presence improved his posture, making his walk more of a girlish saunter.

With an expression like he'd never see his friend alive again, Alex said, "Good luck. You'll understand if I don't 'hang' with you today..."