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and kept his hands and wrists moving daintily-which drew compli- ments from Nadine and made Cindy flush.

"You didn't have to be so... so swish!" she snapped at David when they took a break later.

"How'd you want me to behave?" asked David angrily. "You told me to be more like a girl!"

"Yes," said Cindy, considering. "But not too much!"

Rosalie sauntered over to join them. She wore no makeup now, none of the real girls did. She eyed David in his tights and black high heels in his shaped girl's gym costume--Nadine insisted they practice in their waspies and falsies "to get used to the special movement of the sex." David flushed and turned away.

"Who's that lovely creature?" asked Rosalie, a chuckle in her voice. She nodded her head towards Lisa who was smiling as Nadine talked to "her," and Babe Corbin, who watched Nadine in fascination, a fixed smile on his made-up face. Babe had a ribbon, too, in his blonde wig.

"David," said Cindy sharply, taking his hand. "Who is she?"

David Rennick was angry and frustrated. he felt silly in the girl's warm-up outfit. He looked at all his friends, Marty so clearly a woman, standing laughing with Sally, Babe Corbin, his skin so clear and wearing makeup all the time now, beaming at every feminine flattery turned his way. Even Farrell wasn't immune. He was standing with Ace Demanski, trying to show the big fellow how to push out his skirt with his hands to show off his nylons and pretty legs in their "duet." Clinton had, as usual, almost faded into the background. In a black costume, between Danielle and Jackie, he wouldn't have been noticed as different from the other two girls.

David took his time before turning to Cindy. She had folded her arms and her mouth was a thin line. "Lisa's really a man," he said at last. "But she'll be anything you want her to be-male or female. She's ideal for Nadine. If only she could get the rest of us to be like her."

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