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Rudi had been out almost all morning, leaving Curtis with a tape recorder and voice exercises to practice while he moved around the trailer in his purple, silk dress and heels, Just as Curtis posed, his chest thrust forward, hands on his hips, legs wide apart, his mouth pursed, Eileen Sharples came in without knocking.

"My," she said mockingly. "Aren't you the pretty one this morning?"

Flustered, Curtis didn't know what to do with his hands. He stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say. Eileen was eyeing him up and down. She noticed his shaved legs immediately and gave him that crooked smile of hers again. Curtis could have died with shame. What could he say or do that would make things appear more normal? Tears of rage and frustration came to his eyes.

"Now don't cry, darling," Eileen's tone was teasing. "You'll spoil your lovely makeup. I want you to try on your costume this morning, darling. We've a lot of work to do together," her voice had become very serious, and had begun to search through Rudi's wardrobe. She even- tually found a bright blue costume, a short silvery fringe in place of a skirt, silvery trimmings about the neck, with a dark veil over the bosom to the neck.

"Leave on your panty hose for now," said Eileen. "I'll get you some dark opera hose later." She handed Curtis the costume and pushed him off into the trailer's bathroom. While Curtis struggled to put it on, it was very tight, he heard Rudi come in and exchange angry words with Eileen. At last Curtis got it on. The fringe touched only the very top of his legs, leaving them long and uncovered. He couldn't fasten the back zip, though he was able to adjust his bra and pull the costume under his arms, leaving his arms bare. He walked back out into the trailer, taking short steps as much as possible.

Rudi looked fiercely at the girl who came out of the bathroom. At least she hadn't entirely spoiled her hair and makeup, he thought grumpily. He was surprised how slim and shapely her legs were. Men's legs were usually terrible in panty hose, so knotted and thick with muscles. Curtis looked uncertainly from one to the other. Eileen was still smiling with bored amusement while Rudi's expression was fierce.

"Oh, good," said Eileen, looking mischievously at Rudi. "She looks

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