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with increasing enjoyment. This time, David broke it off. "Oh Patti," David said, staring into Pat's eyes, "I find you breathtaking and exciting. We need to go out again...maybe Friday night? After you graduate I want you to work for me. I've got the perfect job for you and it pays

very well."

Pat flushed and nearly panicked. What should he do now...what could he say. He didn't want to hurt David...but he couldn't see himself "going steady" with a man or working for him. It would be like he was a possession of David's. A license to order around or maybe even kiss him whenever he wanted. He wondered if girls feel this way.

Seeing David's disappointed face, Pat kissed him again. Finally the words came. "I don't think I'm ready for that yet. I'll think about it."

After a quick kiss at the door, Denise and Pat said, "goodnight." Promises were made to do it again.

Denise was in a delightful mood. They undressed and she started to put curlers in Pats' hair. She teased, "Patti, I must say you have great taste in men. Mike was wonderful, so strong...you wouldn't mind if we "doubled" with them again?"

Pat had removed his dress and stood only in his slip, "Again? You want to go out with this man again? I'm your husband, have you forgotten?"

"It's just that you aren't going to be my 'sister' much longer, and Mike's a nice guy. I like him as a friend. Just because we're married doesn't mean we can't have friends." "You don't kiss friends, the way you kissed Mike," Pat countered.

Denise smiled, "Those kisses David gave you, didn't bother me. You even seemed to like them. Just relax, its how girls thank men for a satisfying evening. Anytime you want to double date, I'll go. Now come to bed and I'll show you what counts."

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CHAPTER SIX...THE DANCE

All Sunday they prepared for the dance that night. Pat thought that after the experience last night, Denise would be happy to let him off the hook for next week. They had an early supper so they would have plenty of time to get ready. Thinking this would be the last time, Pat took extra care to be perfect. He shaved his legs carefully and put on a pair of the french cut lace panties. He choose a new slimmer, and struggled into it. He was surprised how easily he hooked the crotch strap on the second snaps. Even though it was tighter that ever, it wasn't uncomfortable. He was glad Dr. Johnson had given him that shot. He added his breast pads to his bra and was surprised how much of the cleavage was his own.

Pat slipped on a pair of sheer nylons and heels. Denise helped him with his make-up and hair. He in turn helped her. Pat decided on the red taffeta gown. He held the formal up and stepped into it. Denise helped him zip the back. His hips and posterior looked fuller and more feminine than ever. Denise said, "You better watch your weight, girl, you'll have to wear a girdle if you gain any more in the hips."

As a boy, he had been drab and uninteresting, but lately he felt truly like a glamorous young lady. Unfortunately, tonight everyone would know he was a boy in a dress and