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need, and we certainly are going to use it." She showed him where the employees dressing room was and told him to change into the things he would find inside. Willingly he entered the room. But what a surprise when he found there not just a simple dress as he had expected, but a whole, completely new feminine outfit with underwear, shoes, stockings and a beautiful, stunning summer dress. All this was really for him? But how to get into it? Never

Thus it took him quite a time

before had he made such a change. to put on the fine lingerie. And how difficult it was to get the ny- lon hose correctly rolled up and then fastened properly, With the bra and the dress it was already a bit easier and with growing pride he felt how the girl within him took over and began to gain exper- ience. With a hesitant step he left the dressing room and entered the beauty parlor. Here Georgine had meanwhile cleared every- thing away and put in order.

"What a surprise" she burst out on seeing him. "I know you would make a good looking girl, but I didn't imagine you would be really this beautiful. Let's get started and let me take care of your face and hair, since there is definitely something lacking" she smiled.

Obediently he sat down and watched in the large mirror the wonderful process of putting on a most attractive makeup. And then the crowing step: the wig that was now his own. He hardly could believe his eyes. Was that pretty girl there in the mirror him- self really? During these moments something had also changed within him. He began to feel like a girl now. Thus the next ques- tion from Georgine didn't come quite so unexpectantly.

"What would you like to be called now? Since a girl as won- derful looking as you are couldn't possibly be named Richard, how about Renata? Alright?" Renata could only nod her approval, still completely stunned by all that had happened in these last hours. Georgine asked her to wait in the front of the shop for a few minutes while she too would change into something different Well, why not?

Renata began in a feminine manner to leaf through the maga- zine that she found there, sensing a newly discovered affinity,