56 TV FICTION CLASSICS

"Of course, dear. And I'm going to help you become ALL girl," Cindy soothed Alan, then lead him to the bed. Alan was so flushed, excited and so girlish, he'd have done anything that Cindy wanted.

Cindy laid Alan tenderly across to the bed and his body went perfectly loose as Cindy mounted him and kissed him. As Cindy worked her body down over Alan's so tumultuous maleness, Alan's arms went about Cindy and his tongue found Cindy's.

It was everything Alan could do to not be premature! Somehow he managed not to as Cindy began a gentle rhythm. Alan began to follow it instinctively. Alan clung so tightly to Cindy, responding to every move Cindy made, and holding tightly to her, returning Cindy's kisses and giving Cindy all he could.

Alan loved it as their tresses merged and their fragrances blended, and their gowns flowed together in lovely undulations along with the far more intense sensations of this lovely play!

But Alan's feelings grew and there was no holding them in check longer. He could tell that the same was happening to Cindy, too! Their rhythm increased in spite of themselves.

Alan relaxed and felt Cindy's frenzy. She was in control here as her deep downward thrusts took control.

He clung to her madly as she went into the wildest of bursts and undulations, then collapsed on the soft bed, quite exhausted and far too weak for talk!

Alan still clung to Cindy. He had no idea what to make of what had happened and was only really conscious of the warmth of being held by Cindy and her caresses on his hair.

Cindy raised her pretty head slightly and kissed one of Alan's lovely cheeks.

After a while they got up and went together to the vanity and repaired themselves. They felt so happy about what had happened. Alan was having such fun making himself pretty after being so deliciously ravaged.

Cindy asked irresistibly, "How did you like your first time as a girl?"

"I loved it!" Alan admitted as Cindy pinned up Alan's hair. "Gosh, how I loved it!"

"Honey!" Cindy said seeing the obvious signs under his nighty. "Are you hot again?"

"It's possible," Alan giggled.

"We'll have to do something about THAT, of course," Cindy said, making eyes at Alan. "We'll have to train THAT to be more ladylike.

"Of course," Alan said with a sigh, "I'm feel like too much of a lady to argue."

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"May I put a hair-ribbon in your curls, doll?" Cindy asked. "Oh, I wish you would!"

"Oh, Cindy!" Alan cried. "When you talk to me, it gives me such a thrill! I'll do anything for your love!"

HAIR TODAY, GOWN TOMORROW -57 "Just let me turn you into the most delightfully feminine girl,” Cindy said matter-of-factly.

Alan came in to the house quietly. It was very late and he was glad his mother didn't wait up. As he undressed, Alan's fingers played happily with his new hair-ribbon. It was an exciting night and he was exhausted but still had to remove his make-up, curl his hair and pick out an outfit to wear in the morning. Alan looked at the mirror and saw himself. His fingernails were long and painted, his hair curled and he imagined how foolish he must look. He asked himself, "Could Cindy actually make a girl out of me?" He remembered the evening and gasp, "Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy...I'm going to become a girl and it's wonderful!"

The next day at work, Alan's thoughts kept going to the night before. He had been treated like a girl all evening-he'd never been so pretty. What the public saw was two attractive girls out dining but Alan knew the secret caresses, feels and the little words of adoration Cindy whispered in his ear.

He flushed as he remembered her words, "I'm going to turn you into the most beautiful boy whoever wore a dress AND you're going to thank me!" and his reaction or should we say, "his purring."

Cleaning rooms, he wore his long hair tied back with a white, lace ribbon with a big bow. He looked correct from his pale pink lips to the freshly ironed plain black dress with the white linen apron. He liked his work and the days went fast.

He had long since stopped running nylons, a thought that made him blush. It was like a moment of truth, his femininity was more and more impossible to deny. He realized that after last night, he had no more masculinity to defend he was feminine and could be feminine anytime he wanted.

A chill came over him as he felt girlish; giving himself an impish flirtatious look in a wall mirror. "Golly," he thought, "this is fun!" He blew himself a pretty kiss and blushed again realizing this so sissy 'miss' in the mirror was really himself!

He thought again about the night before. Was it his new dress that made him feel so differently? Or Cindy's attention? He wasn't

sure.

Taking a minute off from his cleaning, he looked in the mirror. His hair? It wasn't quite right, though pretty, he adjusted the ribbon so that it was more pert and dainty. With his pink rosebud colored lips, dark eyes and pink blush all added up to make him a pretty scrumptious looking girl!

As he went back to work, Alan suddenly itched for another new dress. He shyly conceded to himself that skirts weren't too terribleactually comfortable. Maybe he'd go shopping after work and buy that flirty little romper dress in the floral print that Cindy liked...it didn't cost too much. He'd use the credit card his mother gave him.