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The center of activity was, of course, the salon, which included two professional dryers, three shampoo and coloring sinks, a curtained area, with table for massage and waxing, plus two fully equipped styling stations with wrap around, mirrored vanities. Bye dear.” It’s a quiet Saturday morning in the Spring. I turn over and look for Phyllis and remember she’s not there.

I followed her in and she handed me three, generic, charcoal gray colored, plastic, salon style capes.

I suspected that once my treatment was done I’d be expected to wear a smock identical to Sylvia’s. So for the two days after my true “coming out” at Mary and Sylvia’s, I had taken advantage of my time off. “ Why on earth you didn’t give two weeks notice first thing yesterday I don’t know? Smiling, she spoke into the receiver, “ Michele?

I’ve made up my mind.” she said emphatically.“ Now as for tonight, I think I’ll ‘walk on the wild side’ and enjoy this ‘new you’. You smell pretty, you’re submissively girlish, your dressed pretty, and you look a little scared. ” she asked, peering into my eyes.“ Bingo, Terri! Even left me there that morning, the “ravaged woman”. Not as lovers, Terri, and we women can get very, very lonely. What am I, your dear wife Phyllis, Trying to tell you? Perfume, filmy nightgown, panties, heels, curled hair, full make up. Made love to me the way one make’s love to a new bride.Mary Ellen had purchased this home because of its great size, secluded location, and it’s reasonable price. The exception to this was the huge, four car, attached garage and storage area. In her opinion it was “hideous.” They had decided to design an area where they and their friends could come to relax, chat, have coffee or tea, and be pampered by none other then me. Had me shower and remove all hair from the neck down with a depilatory.

Want to make Marie proud, and Phyllis happy tonight? Before she’d let me be her Celeste though she sent me to the bathroom.

Not a guy, Terri, but a girl.” “ There are lots of girls at Arts and Design College, Terri. The few guys that did attend; well most of them liked girls as girl friends. By the time I got into bed with her, I was Celeste again.

In a stereotyped way, you might call me a ‘ Butch.’ I like ‘femmes’. Told me to keep it that way, in case we should “play” again. Told me to keep them painted all the time, even at work.

The childhood dressing had haunted me for some time. When my hair got long enough, I was taught to roll it up tightly. It’s complicated, but women like Phyllis and Mary can be very precise with their “girl’s” appearance. Phyllis came through the door in full riding regalia.

I also, somehow believed, that this little discussion might prove to be therapeutic. She was wearing what I now know to be called, a French, informal dinner serving uniform. The uniform can also be worn afternoons for more formal teas. When I give it to you, you won’t know what’s happening.” I was naked, looking at my hairless body and painted toenails, thinking that this had gone far enough.

I was in the process of giving Virginia Wilson a comb out. She was a firm believer in administering hairbrush spankings. I began to answer her just before she started applying my lipstick, a Pink Frost shade by Sally Chanson. I’ll not have you being some sort of sissy cross dresser ruining our marriage. My wife’s change of attitude, from laughing at me, to understanding, concerned, supportive spouse, had loosened me up quite a bit. I was very popular at my sister’s slumber parties. Lying on the floor, my hands tied behind my back, ankles tied together and attached to the one leg of the four poster bed, I realized how absolutely helpless I was.