RANSVESTIA
Jean had never been good at concealing her emotions. Despite her greatest effort, she knew that her face was telling Robert Cort all he wanted to know. Desperately, she looked away from her husband's husband.
"Well," Robert Cort said testily. "And where is she, my wife and your husband?"
Jean Rodriguez tried not to answer. The tall man stood in front of the door, however, his hands on his hips. Just as she had thought of a lie that might be convincing, the phone rang. Cort beat her to it.
"Mrs. Rodriguez' suite," he snapped. He listened and then said, "Go ahead, Mrs. Rodriguez is working for me in this matter. You can give me the information directly." He took out a silver-topped pen and wrote quickly on the pad beside the telephone. With a growing sense of dread, Jean saw the name of Aaronson appear on the notebook.
"The phone number's unlisted?" Cort's tone showed his surprise. "No, never mind,” he added. "Mrs. Rodriguez and I will go over to see Dr. Aaronson directly at the Clinic. By the way, what was the doctor's specialty when he was in practice?" He waited a moment. "Plastic surgery," he repeated, and then lowered the phone. He looked at Jean bitterly. "So?" he asked. "Just what is she up to this time?"
Jean's hands twisted nervously. "I think," she said unsteadily. "I think that he's going to... to become a man again.”
For a moment, Robert Cort stared at her, shock rippling across his hard, predatory face. Then amusement began to fill his dark eyes. He threw back his head and let out a wild guffaw. "Angie Saunders?" He sneered. "That queen becoming a real man?" Then he began to laugh convulsively. He laughed so hard that he had to sit down on a chair to recover.
"What's so strange about that?" Jean asked indignantly when Cort's "unseemly" laughter had subsided a little.
"He loves it!" jeered Robert Cort. "He loves to be a woman. He loves every outlandish costume I have the designers put him in. He loves every frill, every touch of feminine finery, all the kisses and hugs he gets from his co-stars. He likes dresses, and women's lingerie. You've seen the look on his face when I bring him a new present and
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