TV FICTION CLASSICS.

58-TIT FOR TAT "1990 SANDY THOMAS

store for groceries. Jack will be home in a couple of hours and he is a big eater."

As Victor and I walked to his car, I realized that I had lost my buddy. Victor no longer existed as I had known him.

That was confirmed when, as he was driving out of the driveway, he rolled down the window and said, “Oh, by the way, please don't refer to me as Victor anymore. My name is Victoria...And next week it will be official." With that and a sexy wave of his ruby painted fingertips, 'Vicky' drove down the street to the store.

I didn't immediately go to Tana and tell her of my conversation with Victor. I thought about it for several weeks. I couldn't keep it a secret forever.

I started to hint that I guessed that 'Vicky' was not ever interested in being Victor again. She didn't express any surprise at my revelation. "I've known for ages that Victor was different from you, Jerry. You are still a man underneath those clothes, but Victor is not. He...she is now a girl. Donna realized that and accepted it. She actually encouraged it because it gave her the freedom that she missed from college. Therefore, dear, I would suggest that you forget about your college buddy, Victor, and accept the new girl on the block, Victoria." In my mind's eye, I visualized Vicky walking to her car and realized that Tana was right. Victor was really gone.

A couple weeks later we received a phone call from Donna asking whether Tana and I would like to join Vicky and her for dinner at Pierre's, the most expensive restaurant in town. She informed us that both she and Vicky would be escorted by their boyfriends. Tana and I were happy to accept since we hadn't officially met these men. I had kept my word and not told Tana about our dates with Jack and Bob, thus she didn't know that I had met the men before. She had never met them.

Tana and I were the first to show up at the restaurant. Reservations were made out to Victoria Lorenzo and Donna Wilson. Donna had reverted to her maiden name when she and Victor parted marital bliss. Tana was bewitching in her elegant, form fitting sequined studded gown. She looked stunning with her blond hair piled on top of her head in an arrangement of curls.

I was dressed similar to her, only my gown was blue in contrast to her red one. Both gowns were slit along one side so that as we walked, a flash of leg would appear. The tight

skirts made walking difficult, requiring petite hip swinging steps to negotiate any distance.

Tana and I were enjoying cocktails when Donna and her date, Bob, arrived. Donna was radiant in an off the shoulder, full skirted taffeta gown that only reached to her knees. Her hair was lovely in a french curl that tumbled down her back. She was securely holding Bob's hand as they approached the table. She introduced him to Tana and I. Bob gave no indication that we had met before. Obviously Vicky had gotten to him before this dinner meeting. Donna stated that Vicky and Jack would be a little late since Vicky seemed to take forever to get ready. She couldn't make up her mind what to wear.

Another fifteen minutes passed before Victoria made her grand entrance. She approached our table tightly clinging to Jack's arm. Her long red nails contrasted with Jack's dark suit. Vicky was stunning in a white tiered cocktail dress. The gown had tiered layers of lace that went from her waist to the skirt hem which ended just above her knees. The gown was strapless and revealed substantial cleavage. The top half of her breasts could be seen above the bodice of the dress. She walked confidently beside Jack in her four inch white satin slippers. Her hair was parted at the center and framed her face in a cascade of dark locks that tumbled to below her shoulders.