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rip and slowed down to undo the new ways of female dressing with hooks and buttons in reverse, and he felt a sad tear roll down his face as he stepped out of his nylons and carefully gathered up his treasures and put them in his closet. Then, he quickly took a shower to get rid of the perfume, put on clean men's clothes, but cheated as he put on a clean pair of women's panties, and then noticed he had to take his nail polish off. Good thing that nice sales girl had put a bottle of polish remover and a box of tissues in with his polish. He hardly put these last thing in his closet when there was a light knock on the door and he recognized Kathy Miller's petite hand on the door knocker.

"It is so dark in here," she said as she came in and went over to open the blinds.

"I was taking a nap," Jim Eaton said.

"Oh, she said. "Come here, my sweet, and kiss me," she said.

She walked over to him, her skirt moving about her legs, and Jim noticed the skirt and her heels more so for the first time and let her put her arms about him and then he gave in and kissed this sweet girl and embraced her and they sat down on the couch still kissing until they had to come up for air.

"There are the steaks and wine," Kathy said softly as she pointed in their direction.

"They can wait," Jim said.

"Yes," she agreed.

They went into the soft, tender embrace again and looked into each other's eyes as they kissed and held each other close. So tender is the girl-boy with this girl, so loving, yet so kind and soft and sweet, almost like the girl herself.

"Jim," Kathy said, getting her breath, "what day is today? Friday, right? Want to have some fun?"

"What do you mean?" Jim asked her. She was smiling at him with her eyes and pretty lips and her dark brown long hair fell about her

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