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It had come back “ Terri.” I’d never even liked Terry, the masculine version. But the feminine form “ Terri” insured a lot of teasing from the wealthy socialites, and female staff at Michele’s. As I began to tell my wife of these circumstances, fully expecting some sort of sympathy, she began to belly laugh hysterically. Once she composed herself and calmed down some, she got up from the bed saying, “ Oh, my goodness. ‘ Sweet thing’ is finally coming out to me! Put this negligee and these high-heeled slippers on, and sit on the settee for me. I prefer you dressing with me in a healthy atmosphere. “ Of course not dear, but you should share this with someone. I recalled candidly that during the daytime, poodle skirts with peter pan blouses, were the usual attire. When I continued to tell her that coming home late from a date was a cause for a dress up session, I knew I’d made a big mistake.“ Wait, Terri. You and I met and began dating, during your second and final year at beauty school. That way they were assured I’d study for my written and practical tests.”“ My goodness Terri! Teach her well enough, and she can start doing my hair as well as Mary’s. ” she asked as she gave me a shot with the crop.“ Good. You’ll continue this shaving and nail care program I have you on. She can’t wait for you to see her.” She gushed as if she were the proud mother of a young teen daughter.

By the time Sylvie is done with your make over, the both of you can do Mary Ellen and me.

She then put on a hot pink satin, knee length, stylist’s smock. It was a print, with small white flowers, and little baby blue birds all over it. You should be able to hire her full time now, instead of part time. That’s right honey, she just resigned her position.” Phyllis laughed and listened for a time and then said, “ Thanks for everything. Her and Sylvia.” Then looking at me and smiling, “ They had better.

I looked around for the plain navy blue one I usually wore and regretted I didn’t see it. Mary and I want them looking really hot.” She listened for a short time longer, then closed with, “ Thanks again for everything.

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.

They would also be free from the bustle of a busy salon. I’m jealous.” Another short pause and, “ Reddish blonde? I’d say really tight skirts would be in order too.

The room was elegantly furnished, had a sitting area, a sauna, hot tub, lounge, and a dressing and change room. She’s going to look so good, typing up your invoices for you, regardless, 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.

The robe as I should describe it, was trimmed with lace at the collar, cuffs, and hem. Though it had pearl buttons down the front, to the waist, it also had a sash belt, where the buttons ended. Full make up, gleaming red lips, hair net and bright blue plastic rollers. I’d been doing them enough, and letting them grow, so that with the now pointed tips, my small hands appeared to belong to a female. With some clip on earrings, I’d be the picture of the society debutante, prepping herself, prior to her coming out party.“ The only thing garish, are the men’s slacks and shoes you’re wearing. My schedule, at the salon had been part time for a while, as Phyllis’ business had grown.

She took no time at all to get a cape on me and begin my shampoo, condition and cream rinse. With a comb out, a skirt and blouse, a little jewelry, some padding up top… I’d say you would look just fine.” She paused and then added, “ I also believe it would bring a smile to your very pretty face.” Then, from the doorway, I heard the sweet voice of my dear friend Sylvia saying softly, “ Don’t cry Celeste, Mary Ellen and I know everything.

Throw in a demanding, somewhat full-figured wife, (size 16) who had her own flourishing interior decor business, and the teasing took on greater proportions. For another five minutes she laid down some more rules concerning my dress, duties and lifestyle, all followed by a smack of the crop. If they’re not, I’ll take you back there and make you tell everyone who they really are for.” she threatened adding another whack. A white kerchief was tied “sailor girl” style at her neck.