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12-CONTEMPORARY TV FICTION

"Can't. Look at all this stuff. That's were all the money went. I'd have to pay for the ENTIRE modeling course, TOO! I don't have THAT kind of money!"

"This CAN'T be right. Sounds fishy to me.

"Mom took it to a lawyer. Because my value as a model's so intangible, if I quit, Rita can recover present and FUTURE losses. It's a RIP OFF, but perfectly LEGAL! My only way out is to get fired."

"Maybe she'll let you off easy? Tell her it isn't working.” "Too late. Last week I insinuated quitting and Rita quoted a FIVE FIGURE bill! She's real happy with me. . .even is paying my sister to help me.'

"Gosh, I'm sorry," I commiserated. "You REALLY are stuck!"

"Mom thinks the training will teach me something...maybe the evils of greed," he sighed, unconsciously smoothing his hands over his spandex clad legs. "Hopefully, I'll survive to benefit!"

"I need a shower," Wayne said, excusing himself to bathe. Hearing the shower running, I quietly scanned about his room. Eying the vanity, I anxiously wondered if all those cosmetics were his!

I was just about to peek in his closet when Wayne returned. "Don't be shocked," he droned, pointing to a turban wrapped towel about his head. "My hair dries best this way."

"Ah.. .no, not at all," I faltered. Yet it wasn't the towel which stunned me, but rather his fluffy PINK bathrobe!

"I asked nervously, "What do you want to do?"

"I have to stay here." Wayne seated himself at the vanity, he began fiddling with a manicure kit. Seeing him remove the clear varnish from his nails was a relief...That is, until he began to file and buff them!

He looked up at me and asked, "I hope you will still be my friend when I'm uni-sex."

"What's with you, Wayne? Can't you just go through the motions? Don't try SO hard!"

"That's not me, Ron. I give my all, 110%, REMEMBER?” "Sure, but slacking off's a way out. Maybe they won't want you as a model, then."

"Trust me, I've thought of EVERYTHING!" he huffed, clipping a hangnail. "But Rachel still insists I stole the job from her and she's out for revenge!"

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"REVENGE? I'd think she'd want you to fail?"

"I WISH!" he pouted. "She badgers me constantly. Brush your hair...do your nails...exercise...read manuals...bla, bla, bla! Worse yet, Mom's on her side. . .on account of the

money!"

Speaking of the devil! Just then, Wayne's door flew open and his sister came barging in. "He's SO pretty in PINK!" she chided. "Aren't his lovely nails growing out so nicely? Take a good look. They could be boy's or girl's hands, right?"

Blushing crimson, Wayne cowered in shame. The whole sight sickened me. Could he ever stop them from screwing with his head! His fingers looked much more like a girl's to me.

"Let's have a lookie," Rachel teased, tugging the corner of his towel. It shocked me to see masses hair cascade about his head like a black waterfall.

"Rita's conditioning shampoo's doing the trick!" she brayed, flicking a tendril of his near shoulder length mane. "His hair's never been thicker and it's growing at breakneck speed!"

"Impossible!" I gasped. "How'd it get SO long. . .So quick?"

"The special ingredients," Wayne meekly peeped. "Proteins, vitamins, a gelatin and...'

"...a SECRET hormonal mixture!" Rachel butted in.

I didn't say another word. The whole scene was horrible, besides being way over my head.

Meticulously stroking his damp hair, Wayne deftly maneuvered the brush about his scalp with those feminine looking hands. His ladylike actions were SO disturbing!

"PRETTY!" Rachel bragged, touting her brother's tresses. "But here's best part. Wayne, show Ron your lovely legs!"

Cringing, he tried to resist, but to no avail. I couldn't fathom what kind of control she had over him. But it must've been POWERFUL stuff!

Wayne swiveled to face me, his lips pouting with misery. At Rachel prodding, he parted his robe, extending his right leg

at me.

"They're SHAVED!" I yelped. "That's not uni-sex, that's like a girl!"

"So are his underarms," she curtly grinned. "Take a feel, Ron. His legs are UNBELIEVABLY smooth. . .just like a girl's!"