"Women do, and to look like one you must do the same. Oh yes. shave your sideburns much higher up or my wig won't hide them. Just above your eyebrow will be all right. Okay?”
He looked rather helpless as he nodded. “I guess so. But I sure hate to do that."
As he stepped into the tiled bathroom and began to close the door, she said: "I rather like the idea. I think it might be fun". She even hum- med as she selected his garments. "I think this long sleeved black blouse will hide any muscles in his arms that might give him away" she softly told herself. "Let's see now, where is that black pleated skirt? Oh yes it's on the hanger in the closet..." She placed this garment beside the pretty back buttoning blouse, and went to where she had placed her lingerie. "Might as well make him a complete black outfit, since I have every- thing in that color," she mused, and so she selected a lovely black lace trimmed slip; a bra of the same color; and a panty girdle which was also black with red bows and ribbons here and there. The sound of running water made her stop momentarily as her mind considered what he might be doing.
She selected the accessories next. Since the weather was so nice and Spring was in full bloom, she decided upon white shoes and handbag and gloves. When these were beside the other apparel, she chose the appropriate jewelry for his ears, neck and fingers. A spare watch she placed beside these to complete his wearing apparel.
From her cosmetic case she laid out the myriads of makeup needed to mask his features: foundation of the liquid variety; blusher; lipstick; eye makeup of all kinds and a fingernail polish to match the lipstick.
She knew that he must soon be through, and so she hurriedly removed her lovely brownette wig from it's case. It was styled in a flip up fashion almost at the shoulder, and needed but a slight touch up, once it was placed on his head.
Even as she smiled in anticipation of what he would look like as a young woman, she heard the door knob to the bathroom turning. Timidly he stuck his head out and said: "I've finished shaving my arms, legs and chest. It sure-feels funny."
She picked up the lacy nylon-satin panties and panty girdle, and walked over to him. "Slip these on and come on out. I've seen more of you than I'll see in these, so don't be embarrassed. It's a good thing that we are the same size."
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