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would be able to sit, walk or even move by the time she had finished, especially when she produced a pair of white pumps with very high, slender stilleto heels and slipped them on his feet.

At last, Elaine sploke, "Nearly finished now, just a little jewelry to add the final touch." A three row pearl necklace was fitted round his neck. and tiny droplet pearl earclips in his ears and hand- ing him a white bag and gloves, Elaine said, "Now you can have a look at yourself in the full length mirror in my bedroom", taking his hand she led him slowly across the room, with wisps of blonde hair tickling his neck and cheeks.

He would have fallen several times without the help of her guiding hand, his heels were much higher and the skirt of his dress much narrower than those he had worn the previous day, but Jim persevered and after a few faltering steps shook off Elaine's hand.

In her bedroom he was astounded at the reflection he saw in the mirror, he could hardly believe his own eyes. The skilfully applied make-up had disguised the masculinity of his face and Elaine's skill had given him a perfect feminine figure, with the long blonde hair and scarlet nails he felt he looked as smart as a film star. Elaine looked at him and smiled "Can't really believe your eyes can you?" "No", ad- mitted Jim, "It is unbelieveable. Who would think clothes, wig and make-up could make so much difference. I feel like a different person and certainly look like one."

"Yes", she said. "I thought you would be sur- prised, but actually I am not. When you asked me in the bathroom this morning if I thought you could pass as a woman I realised that with strict attention to the small details you could easily pass, in fact it was your remark which put the whole idea into my head. I watched you all the morning and you gave yourself away all the time. I could see you were enjoying

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