****** Meanwhile, in yet another section of the city.****** Meanwhile, in yet another section of the city... Mike Taylor was euphoric as he rode the elevator up to his apartment. He let himself into his apartment. In the living room he stopped to look in the mirror. Mike scrutinized his reflection. He had done it. After all those lessons he'd finally dressed up all the way. He had pierced his ears, applied long false fingernails and polished them bright red, shaved his entire body, and applied every trick he'd learned at The Institute. The result was spectacular. Mike had never imagined that he could look so pretty and feminine as a girl. Dressing up was worth every penny and every second he'd invested in it. Mike wore a simple knit dress. It was brown and matched his low heel pumps. Over his left shoulder he had draped a designer scarf; his one indulgence in fashion. |