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bachelorette party. His feminine buddies took him out to a hotel and celebrated the passing of his single status and of his MALE status.

More like a shower, they gave Julian sexy little lingerie and even had a male stripper. That made Julian blush to his roots.

In order to avoid seeing each other before the ceremony, Suzanne and Julian had to agree on scheduling their beauty salon appointments at different times.

Julian, in a gentlemanly manner, offered to take the earlier appointment at 7:00 AM. Heather, his bridesmaid, Bonnie, his Maid of Honor, and his mother were scheduled at the same time. Suzanne and her entourage would follow at 10:00. The wedding was scheduled for 4:00 PM that afternoon. Barb and several of her salon staff were invited guests, so they felt a special need to excel in their hairstyling artwork that day.

Julian had read all the bride's guidebooks which recommended what the bride should or shouldn't do with her hair on the wedding day. They suggested not trying something that was too unusual lest it turns out unsatisfactorily. However, Julian loved to try different hairdo's and since he had been dressing as Julia fulltime there were not two days in a row when he would have the same hairstyle.

His bedroom was littered with various hairstyle how-to magazines. So, he felt unfettered when it came to choosing a hairstyle. Barb was shown a Polaroid photo of Julian modelling his wedding gown so that she could design his hairdo to suit the dress style. Since it had the Juliet sleeves, it was decided that Julian should wear his hair up to allow the puffs of the sleeves at his shoulders to frame his neck and face.

Barb finally had an idea. She showed Julian and his "ladies in waiting" a picture of a style that she had won a medal for in a hairstyling competition. The model's hair was all pulled to the top of her head where a perfect pillbox hat arrangement stood out made completely of neatly wound braids. She explained that a round form was used around which the thirty or more braids were carefully wrapped.

Julian's hair was certainly long enough and his veil would fit on the hairdo very well. Julian smiled at Barb and said, "Go for it."

The stylists moved into action washing and conditioning the ladies' hair. Heather sat reading a magazine while his hairstylist wound his long hair on medium sized rollers. Mrs.

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O'Connor was getting a color rinse while Bonnie's hair was also set in large rollers. Soon all but Julian were under hairdryers.

They watched with interest while Barb and another stylist meticulously combed out, sectioned and braided Julian's hair. A round form had been securely pinned to Julian's crown and now each long braid was wound around the form and pinned into place.

After two hours were up, the entourage were finished and leaving for their next appointment at the makeup and nail salon. Julian looked stunning with his intricate hairdo. Heather had his long auburn hair in a mass of long ringlets which were pulled up from the sides leaving only romantic tendrils around his forehead and cheeks.

Bonnie's hair was also curled but in looser curls. It spilled over her shoulders which would be bare in the strapless Maid of Honor dress that she was to wear. Mrs. O'Connor's hair had a beautiful sheen to it from the color rinse. It was styled in an elegant pageboy. Clearly, Julian would stand out as the bride, or should we say one of the brides!

If every woman is thrilled and excited as she gets dressed for her wedding ceremony, then Julian's state of excitement was ten times greater. As his sister, mother and friend Henry/Heather waited in the bedroom, Julian stood naked before the full-length mirror in the main bathroom. He stared at the reflection in amazement.

The strikingly madeup face, exotic hairdo and elegant hands with their long French manicured nails could only belong to a beautiful young woman. The rest of the body, though cleanly depilated and perfumed, was that of a slim teenaged boy. He had dieted carefully the last four weeks and now his former slim 130 lbs. was down to a mere 120. At 5'6" he needed a smaller dress size than Suzanne.

With his waistcinching corselette he would present a striking 21" waist. His obvious male member looked totally incongruent with the total picture. Julian decided to bid it goodbye until he and his spouse retired to the bridal suite that night. Suzanne had already told him that she had bought them a matching pair of white, bridal nightgowns made of the finest silk and covered with lavish lace embroidery.

Remembering her description of how they would sensuously undress each other, slip into the ultra-feminine nightgowns, and brush out each other's hair before consummating their wedding day made Julian fell hot and excited in a way