His jewelry consisted of a simple string of pearls around his neck and one in each earlobe, and an aquamarine ring he'd bought himself.His jewelry consisted of a simple string of pearls around his neck and one in each earlobe, and an aquamarine ring he'd bought himself. Mike put down the purse he carried, poured himself a stiff drink to calm his nerves, and sat down on the couch where he sipped at it. Mike considered the lipstick stains he left on the glass and meditated on his success this evening. He had actually gone out in public dressed completely as a girl. Granted he hadn't gone far distance wise, just a couple of blocks to look in some shop windows and right back, but he had travelled light years in attitude. Several people had seen him and none of them thought he was anything but what he appeared to be. Why one man had even smiled at him. Mike was exhilarated; he had passed in public for the first time and, by the way he felt, Mike knew that it wouldn't be the last. CHAPTER 5 Leslie had just finished dinner with his sister Justine, in New York on one of her trips, and once more had recited his litany of woes concerning romance to her. "You know Les, I always tried to convince Mom that you'd be happier as a girl, and that she should finish the job she started. "Oh come off it Justine." "No, I'm serious. Why don't you come with me to my island for several weeks? Once my clinic get done with you, I guarantee that no one will ever be able to tell that you weren't born a girl." "But I like girls Justine. It's just that every one that I take a liking to thinks I'm too far out. |