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town."

Pat didn't want to go but Denise's family seemed so helpful and they did spend so much money and time to help him. He was just glad it would soon be over.

Denise saw the worried look on Pat's face. "Just relax dear. If we see anyone we know, I'll say you're my cousin visiting from back East. She didn't need to worry about Pat passing as a girl. Everyone who looked, and almost every male did, saw nothing unusual. The waiter might have noticed that one girl's voice might have a deeper tone, but Pat, with the last weeks practice, had no problem. Everyone called him, "Miss."

After dinner, Pat's waist slimmer hurt even more than .usual. But the evening wasn't over. Pat asked Denise for some aspirin. Denise said, "Come with me, a walk will do you good."

Pat thought she meant outside, but stopped short of where Denise was headed...to the ladies room. "I can't go in there! It's just this slimmer, sometimes it just pinches terribly."

Denise ignored his whining. She checked the ladies room and reported, "There's no one in there, come with me." Inside after locking the door, Pat lifted the floral skirt of his dress. Almost like a corset, the slimmer had done its job. The curve of his hips was quite noticeable and all signs of maleness had disappeared between his nylon covered thighs. After dropping his skirt, she noticed the intriguing valley of flesh that was pushed up by the slimmer and giggled, "Looks like it's doing its job. We girls have to get used to it. Here's a couple Midol's, they're for cramps but contain aspirin." At this point, Pat would have taken anything.

As they walked towards the table, Denise nudged Pat's arm. "Oh...that's Jack Wilson, my old boyfriend talking to dad." It was too late Jack had seen them.

As Pat was seated, Denise gave Jack a hug and a kiss hello.

"Hi sugar.", he said to Denise, "good to see you. I'm just in town for the weekend. Who's your friend?"

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Denise smiled and said, "This is my cousin, Patti, from Cleveland." Pat felt very lucky he'd never met Jack before.

Jack waved his friend over and introduced Frank, also a professional football player. "May we join you?" Jack asked politely but sat down without waiting for a reply.

"Please do," Dr. Johnson said enthusiastically, a little too eager Pat thought, since they had already done so. Pat moved his chair over a little to make more room. He avoided looking at the boys, feeling like a shy teenage girl on a first date.

Fortunately Dr. Johnson and Jack kept the conversation going, talking about the football team and the season. This gave Pat a chance to recover his wits and shyly observe the

men.

Frank was a tall blonde fellow, with blue eyes and a strong angular face to match his muscular physique. Jack was dark and very handsome. Both were about six foot two, and wore dark business suits. Luckily Frank seemed shy and self conscious, and seldom spoke. Several times Pat caught Frank appreciatively eyeing his figure. With a blush he felt acutely aware of his twin prominences accented by the close fitting dress.

That darn slimmer compelled him to sit straight and parade his attractions which the men hardly could miss noticing. It embarrassed him when he thought of why they were looking at his small waist and curvy outline. Feeling his face redden with that idea, he subconsciously crossed his legs at the knees the way women do. That was a mistake, because Frank seemed to become fired up with the modest shy gesture and it called attention to his slim nylon encased legs.

Jack, also kept his eyes roaming from Denise to Pat and back. Pat was beginning to have some strange reactions to Jack and Frank. On one hand he was very mad at Denise for talking to Jack, on the other hand he felt defensive against the forward looks of these men.

Jack was beginning to talk to Denise of a date the following weekend when he came back to town for a postseason exhibition football game. Frank cut in and said, "Why can't we make it a double-date, if Patti wouldn't mind