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Guilty By Margaret Jeanette Ashley Parkinson was shopping at a big mall on the edge of town. She spent every Saturday touring her favorite stores. She loved looking at the new styles and in the two stores that featured retro clothes. She always spent the whole day just looking and very occasionally buying something. Meanwhile, at home, her husband, Frank, was parading around the house wearing all female clothes. Today he was wearing his favorite dress. It was a yellow full skirted dress with little red roses printed on it. It had a heart shaped lace panel that showed his cleavage. Frank looked at the clock and saw Ashley would be home in about a half hour. He went to change clothes. He got changed and turned on the TV and sat on the couch. Ashley got home and asked him what he did all day. He told her he putzed around and didn't do much. She thought he had a guilty look on his face. He'd had that same look last Saturday. She knew that look ever since she'd caught him eating a piece of cake that was supposed to be for the church bake sale. She wondered just exactly what he was up to. The next Saturday instead of going straight to the mall she stopped and nursed two cups of coffee. Then she figured she had waited long enough and headed home. She got home and quietly entered the house. She checked and saw the basement light wasn't on. She looked in the living room and didn't see him. She walked down the hallway and when she could just see into their bedroom she saw Frank. He was doing a twirl in front of the mirror. He was rearing a red dress and red heels. She was transfixed for a minute then she got mad. How could he do something like that? What is the matter with him?" "Nice twirl, dear!" He stopped dead. He didn't know if Ashley was angry or not. He stuttered, "W-w-what are y-y-you d-d-doing ho-ho-home?" "I live here or don't you remember? What are you doing in that dress. That isn't one of mine." He figured he might as well confess, "It's mine. I don't know why I put it on but I think it feels good wearing it. I don't know why I even started. I just wanted to see what it felt like and it snowballed." "How many dresses do you have? How long have you been dressing up in them?" "I think I have five dresses and I have been dressing in them for about the last five months. Honest, I never thought you would catch me. How did you know?" "Let's just say I suspected you were up to something. I thought maybe you had a Saturday wife on the side. I never thought you were so perverted as to wear dresses. What do you want to do? Do you want to wear them all the time?" "No, I don't want to wear them all the time!" "Let's look at what we have. You are wearing a dress and I am wearing the pants. That says you will do as I say from now on. If I tell you to do something you will do it! Do you understand?" "Let's talk about this. At least let me have some say as to what you want me to do." "Okay, I will let you have a say if you agree to let me tell some of your co-workers that you wear dresses. And tell your family. How does that sound?" "No, no, you can't do that. You will ruin me." "Then you agree to do as I say?" He knew he was in trouble and that he had to agree. He agreed. She told him to come with her. He followed her through the kitchen towards the garage. He asked where she was going and she said to just come with her. He didn't want to get in the car. She ordered him to get in. He got in. She backed out of the driveway, then reached into her purse and took out a lipstick. "Here, use the mirror on back of the visor and put on this lipstick. I have three colors in my purse and let's see which one you got. Oh, I see you got the hot red one. That is a sexy color. Hang on to it, from now on it is yours to use." "Ash, can't we talk about this? I never wanted to go out wearing a dress. I just played in the house." "Well, now you are out, so enjoy it!" He sat quietly, moping about what was happening. She would glance his way every little while and give him a smile. He knew she was planning something, but what?" She parked in front of a store. He had never been in this part of town. She told him to follow her. He did and when they entered the store he saw it was a wig shop. Ashley walked down the first aisle looking at each wig very closely. Three quarters down the second aisle she stopped and picked a wig off the Styrofoam head. It was a short black one with curls and bangs. She put it on his head and stood back looking at him. She pulled it off and continued on. In the fourth aisle she saw another which she placed on his head. It was just a bit longer than the other one. When she stepped back to look at him she smiled. She said that was him. They bought it and a head to put it on. He was wearing the wig, and asked where they were going next. She told him he would see when they got there. He didn't like the way things were going. She parked in the mall parking lot a good distance from the door. He said he would wait in the car and she told him in no uncertain terms he was going to come with her. He went with her. In the mall she said she always started at the other end and worked her way back. She told him she was running behind because her stupid husband used up so much of her time. He wondered why she called him her stupid husband. Finally he asked why she'd said that. "Because of what's happened. If I hadn't wasted so much time at home I would have been at least all through one wing of this mall by now. We have to hurry a bit to catch up." He wondered why he had to be there. She must think she has to watch him now. But she knew exactly where she was going to stop next. They entered on of the anchor stores that had trained people working in cosmetics. She asked one worker if she was trained in picking the proper make-up. The woman said she was. She asked if the woman could give a lesson on how to properly apply the make-up. The woman said she thought she was very good at that. She explained that she wanted her husband made-up and asked the woman if she had a problem with that. The woman said she had made up at least three other men and it was fun. Ashley told the woman she wanted him on the slutty side. The woman said she knew just what to do. Ashley told Frank that the woman was going to show him some things. He wondered what that was. The woman started grabbing up various things and soon told Frank to come to the counter. She told him to stand still and then started on his make-up, explaining each step in minute detail. She laughed when he asked how long it was going to take, and said your make-up can take as long as you like. The woman finished and handed him a zippered bag with fairies on it that contained all the make-up products she had used. The total came to sixty-seven dollars. He asked why so much and she told him it was all top of the line. They finished the east wing and came to the center food court. Ashley asked him what he wanted and he said he could go for a hot ham and cheese sandwich with fries and a drink. Ashley went and got the food. Ashley asked him what feminine name he wanted. He told her he'd never thought about that. "Well, let's start with the A's. Angelica? No that doesn't fit you. Amanda? That's a great name for you. I can always call you Mandy. That will be your new name. How do you like that, Amanda?" "I don't know if I like it or not. Why do you want to change my name?" "You just answered to it! Look at you! Do you look like a Frank?" "No, I guess you are right. I don't look like a Frank." Ashley gave him a big smile. She knew she was drawing him deeper and deeper into her power. She loved how it made her feel. She wondered if she should go further or not push it. They ate and were in the north wing. She led him into a store and found a purse and woman's wallet for him, telling him he couldn't walk around carrying his bag of cosmetics all day. He had put the lipstick he was clutching in the bag. The purse was white with a princess on it. The wallet was pink and hand a strap that snapped on the end to hold it shut. He thought the purse was a bit childish but didn't say anything. They sat on a bench in the concourse and Ashley had him put things in his purse. She had him change wallets and threw his old one in the garbage. "So, tell me how many pair of shoes do you have and what colors?" "I have just these red ones. I just got them last week. Why do you ask?" "We have to get you some more. You need to color co-ordinate. We will find you some, don't worry about that!" He started wondering what she had in mind. He didn't like the thoughts going through his head. They came to a shoe store and she led him in. She told the lady clerk that they needed some heels - four-inchers in different colors but not red. The woman measured his foot and said she would be right back. She came back balancing eight boxes. Ashley could see she was experienced. The first pair was black with a sequined flower on the toe. He had to get up and walk around in them. He had a slight problem with walking in the heels but didn't fall. Ashley laughed at the sight of him mincing in the heels. By the time they were done they had picked the black ones, a pair of pink ones, a pair of brown ones, a pair of blue ones, a pair of white ones and a pair of yellow ones. His arms were full and Ashley told him to take the bags to the car and make sure he locked it and to meet her in the center food court. He left with the bags. Ashley stopped at another of her favorite stores. It was an intimate apparel store. There she picked the five most feminine nightgowns she could find for him to wear. She also found some bras and panties that she was sure he would just love. She was having such a great time. She stopped at another store where she saw a dress she was positive would look good on him. She then headed for the center court. He came in and saw her and headed right for her. He felt like everyone was staring at him as he walked in his heels. When he got by her he complained that his legs were starting to ache. She told him it wasn't shopping until you shop until you drop. They headed down the west wing. There were a lot of children's shops there but also some up-scale clothing shops. One featured office work clothes. There they got five skirt suits and five white blouses all trimmed with ruffles and/or lace. The suits ranged in color from pink to light blue. He wondered why she needed so many new clothes. Then they were in the south wing, which featured many speciality shops. She found necklaces and bracelets for him, plus five rings for his fingers. In another store she found a ladies watch and saw they pierced ears for free with the purchase of a pair of earrings. She picked a pair that looked like a flower and had the woman pierce his ears. She found four other pair for him to wear when his ears healed. He complained that they had to sit down for a break to rest his legs. They sat down and rested for a few minutes. "Mandy, next week you will be an old pro at shopping. We will have so much fun shopping together. It's a lot better than sneaking around the house all alone, now isn't it?" "I am not sure about that. I would rather be home right now." "Nonsense, you will get the hang of shopping. I know what the problem is. You haven't picked anything out yet. I will make sure you pick out the next item. How does that sound?" "What if I'm not sure about something?" "Just say so and we'll move on. Before we leave you WILL buy something!" They got moving again and soon were in another clothing store. There they looked at women's slacks. She told him to pick a pair he thought looked good. He looked through the rack and finally picked a pair of brown slacks that had flowers embroidered up one side of the leg. She found the same pair in his size and told him to buy them. In another store she found him two pair of Capri pants and three blouses. In Swimsuits, Inc. she found him a bikini she knew he couldn't wait to wear. She asked him what his breast forms were made of and he told her it was pair of socks in each cup. She took him to a medical supply store. There he looked at the power scooters, surprised at how many different models there were. Ashley called Mandy, and he came over to her. She whispered in his ear that she loved the way he answered to his new name. She told him the woman was going to give him new breasts. While the woman was glueing the breasts on his chest, he asked about getting them off. The woman told him there was a special release agent to use. Ashley said they didn't need that. Now he began getting really worried about what she was thinking. They were walking down the west wing and Ashley saw a store called Fetish, Inc. She went in leaving Amanda outside and looked around, and saw nightgowns with feathers and dresses with all sorts of sayings. Then she looked at restraints and decided they probably weren't for her. Then she saw six inch heels with locks. She picked a pair of black pumps with a wide ankle locking band that had rhinestone decoration. At the check-out the woman asked if they were for her boyfriend or husband. Ashley told her they were for her husband. The woman said that they had a special this week on a remote controlled vibrating butt plug that was guaranteed to make him cum. Ashley got a naughty feeling and said she would take it. The woman threw in some lube for it. Amanda wondered what she had found to buy in there as they left the store. Ashley said they could go home now, as she had had enough shopping for today. At home Ashley grabbed the bag from the fetish shop. Amanda said his legs were killing him from all that walking. Ashley told him to take his shoes off, that she had gotten him some new ones. He took his shoes off and she slid the heels on his feet, locking the ankle band. He said they looked higher than what he was wearing. She told him they were, but that all he needed was a different heel height. She told him to get some garbage bags and put his men's clothes in them. He asked why and she said he wasn't going to need them. He protested and she reminded him that he agreed to do as she said. She told him to go put his clothes in some garbage bags. He looked at the floor as he minced his way into the bedroom. Forty-five minutes later he brought two garbage bags and asked what to do with them. She told him to set them behind her car so she could put them in her trunk. He took them out to the garage and went to get the other bag he had filled. He went in the living room and sat down. Ashley looked at him and he looked tired. Too bad he had so much more to do. "Mandy, you have to get all your clothes and things we bought out of the car and put away. Go, get busy!" "I thought those skirt suits were yours." "No, silly, they are for you to wear to work. Just think how nice you will look. Now go put everything away!" He left and started to put all the clothes away. He saw she had bought even more things while he was getting his make-up done or was going to the car. He couldn't believe she wanted him to wear those nightgowns. They were all so feminine. They did feel soft though. He looked at each dress and blouse. The skirt suits all looked too feminine to him. The blouses she had gotten for them were all too feminine for him. He got everything put away and went into the living room. "You don't really expect me to wear all that stuff, do you?" "Of course you will wear it all. Why do you think we got those clothes?" "I thought most of them were for you. I didn't know they were for me." "Well, they all were for you, so get used to it. You are going to wear them until I change my mind, which might be in a couple of years or longer. You said you like wearing dresses and that you would do as I said, didn't you?" "Yes, but you are taking this way too far." "No, I am not. I am giving you what you must want. I am the one who controls what you wear now so you will wear women's clothes!" He knew by the tone of her voice that she was set in her opinions. He knew it was useless to argue with her. He said he was going to take a bath then go to bed and found his heels were locked on. She told him she would unlock them if he made sure he was shaved from his neck down. When he was getting out of the tub he felt completely naked in a new sort of way. The loss of his body hair was very noticeable to him. In a strange way it felt nice, but also he felt like he had lost part of him. He put fresh panties on and one of the new nightgowns. It swept the floor but it felt great to him. He crawled into bed and was soon asleep. The next morning he padded barefoot to the kitchen and made coffee. Ashley came in right behind him. "Why haven't you put on your make-up? And go get dressed. Put on the heels I got you to wear today. Put on that scarlet dress with the little bunnies on it. Now, go, get ready for the day." He went and did as she said. He wondered why she was acting the way she was. He went back to her. "There, now you look a lot better. I love your red heels with the little flower on the toes." "Dear, I want to know something. Why are you acting the way you are? I can't understand it." "First, I am not acting! Second, if you are talking about what I tell you to do, it is because you now wear the dresses in this house and I wear the pants. That isn't hard to understand now, is it?" "No, but I wish you would let me make some decisions for myself. I like to think I am a grown-up, mature person." "Mandy, even grown-up mature people sometimes need guidance. Right now you need guidance and I am going to give it to you. You should be able to understand that. After all you did agree to do what I tell you, didn't you?" "Yes, I did but I never thought it would end up like this. Can't we come to an understanding on this?" "We did come to an understanding on this. We came to it yesterday when I caught you wearing that dress. Now. you WILL do as I say and you WILL NOT give me any backtalk or question what I tell you to do. Do you understand?" He understood and knew it was senseless to continue the conversation. She told him to clean the carpeting in the house, and he went and started it. When he finished he went into the living room where Ashley was reading the paper. He told her how his legs ached, and Ashley said if he was real good they could get him some flats to wear. He asked if they could get them today and she said he had to wait until she saw he was doing what she said without hesitation. He said he did the carpeting without hesitation and she said that was one and when he got to ten she would consider it. She told him to go do the breakfast dishes and he got up quickly and did them. That's two! She said he should get in the car, that she wanted to go to the zoo. He was in the car when she came out. That's three! She complimented him on his speed in doing what she said. He knew she just wanted to go to the zoo because then they would be walking a lot. It was proved to him when she parked in a far corner of the parking lot. They were walking around the zoo, and when they were by the monkey cage he sat down on a bench. Ashley told him to get up and come by her. He did what she said right away. That's four! They saw a hot dog booth and Ashley said she could go for one. He immediately got one for her. That's five! When they were by the Asian elephant cage there was one right by the fence. She pulled a camera out of her purse and told him to go stand by the elephant so she could get his picture. He just about ran to oblige her. That's six! They were by the black gorilla and the gorilla was making faces. Amanda made the same faces. Ashley saw him and said she wanted a picture of him making a face like that. He did it. That's seven! The giraffe's cage was set away from most of the other cages. Ashley told him she would race him to the giraffe's cage. If he won it would count against his points and if he lost he would lose half of his points. He agreed. He started trying to run in the heels. Ashley had to laugh at the sight of him trying to run. He got a good head start and won by a hair, enough to give him some points. Ashley told him he got two points for winning the race. That's nine! They were near the gift/snack shop. Ashley said she could really go for a cheeseburger. He hurried in and had it by the time she was sitting down. That's ten!! "Dear, I believe I have hit ten points. Now, can we get some flats so I don't have to wear heels all the time?" "I have been keeping track and you didn't miss a thing. We can get you some flats. Are you happy now?" "Yes, I am very happy. I do have a question for you. That is, do you really expect me to go to work tomorrow wearing a dress?" "Not just a dress but one of your skirt suits. You always wore that ratty sport coat to work -- now you will look a lot more stylish in your skirt suit and pretty blouse." "You said you would tell my work associates that I wear dresses if I didn't promise to do what you say. If I wear a skirt suit they'll know anyhow." "No matter. You promised. But meanwhile your family won't know. Tomorrow wear the light purple skirt suit with your black heels. I think you will look sexy in it. Wear the red pantyhose with the flower design in it also. Do you think you can remember that, Amanda?" "Yes, I can remember that. I am not some old man who can't remember five minutes ago, you know." He was crushed, knowing that tomorrow he was going to go to work wearing a dress. He tried to think of some way to talk her out of this madness but couldn't think of anything. They left the zoo and he was glad to get some time to rest his legs. Twenty minutes later she was pulling into a strip mall where there was a discount shoe store. They went in and she told the clerk that they needed some flats for her sissy husband. He blushed hearing that. The clerk brought out five boxes and he tried all of them on. Ashley said they would take the black, red, pink and blue pair to match the heels her husband already had. The clerk said she had some more in back for him to try on. The clerk was looking at a big sale. She brought out five more boxes. He tried on all of them and Ashley said they would take the white pair with the flower on the toe and the yellow pair with the cute little bow on the toe. Ashley said because he was so good today he could wear the white pair now. He felt relieved to hear that. In the car he thanked her for getting all the shoes for him. Then he asked if she could stop telling people that he was her sissy husband. "Well, you are a sissy aren't you? And you are my husband aren't you?" "I am not a sissy. A sissy is someone who chooses to wear feminine clothes. You are making me wear them." "Did I make you wear them yesterday when I caught you in the bedroom or did you choose to wear the dress and heels?" "That was different and you know it." "No it wasn't different! Now admit that you are a sissy. Tell me now!" He knew she was right. In a low voice he admitted he was a sissy. She had him repeat it louder. He did. "Now as long as you know you are a sissy you might as well do some sissy jobs around the house. You can do all the cleaning, cooking and laundry from now on. Doesn't that sound like fun? You can do the sissy jobs and be a real sissy." He didn't answer her. He didn't mind doing some of that but thought she could help with some. He had helped her in the past. Finally he felt like telling her, "Dear, I helped you in the past, why can't you help me now?" "You are right. If I feel like cooking I will tell you. Then you won't have to cook that night." He felt like he had won something but wondered if she was ever going to cook again. His nightly bath had become a bubble bath. He really liked that. It was so relaxing. He felt like he was floating on a cloud. While he was putting on his nightgown he wondered what was going to happen tomorrow at work. He knew he would be wearing the skirt suit and a blouse and heels. He just wondered how much trouble and harassment he was going to get. The next morning he got his clothes on and went to do his make-up. When he was done with his make-up he thought that was the best job he had ever done on it. He saw a woman in the mirror. He arrived at work ten minutes early. He was the first one there. He made it to his desk and sat down. So far, so good. The first to arrive was Simon Wilson who looked at him and started laughing. He told Amanda that he was always coming up with something different, but this was the best yet. Next was Peter Culver who was their Bible spouter. He said,"You shall not wear the clothes of the opposite sex. Deuteronomy." He was answered, "That's Old Testament. You shall accept others as they are. Jesus. In many different words." Peter just scoffed and went to his desk. The next to come in was Kyle Thomas, the owner and his boss. He looked at him and asked what the get-up was for. He was told it was all his wife's idea and that he couldn't talk her out of it. Kyle told him he made a very pretty woman. He blushed as Kyle walked away. All the others asked him why and he told them it was his wife that made him wear the dress. They all sympathized with him. He thought, it hasn't been as bad as he imagined it. Then he thought about the fact that it was wrong for him to be wearing a skirt suit like this. This thought haunted the back of his mind all day. It kept coming forward at the oddest times. He was getting depressed and didn't realize it. Finally the day came to an end and he headed home. On the way all he could think about was that it was wrong to be wearing a dress. He didn't think Peter's words hurt him but they did. At home he was exceptionally quiet. Ashley noticed it and asked,"Did you have a bad day at work, Mandy?" "No, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Actually the only one who gave me a bad time was Peter and I answered him to a point where he shut up. So, all in all, it wasn't a bad day." "I am glad to hear that. Tomorrow wear the pink suit. I think you look real pretty in pink. You can use pink eye shadow and wear that pink necklace and bracelet that I got you. After supper I will change your nail polish to that pretty pink." He thought that the pink suit was the most feminine, with the dark pink satin ribbon trim and the satin bows on it. He didn't want to wear it, but he knew he would. The next morning he dressed as instructed, and when he was putting on his make-up he wondered why she hadn't told him to use his pink frosted lipstick, which he put on to maintain the pink theme. He arrived at work with more confidence than he had yesterday. He knew the worst part was over. He was at his desk and no one said anything to him about his dress suit. Then Pat Simpson came by him and asked for a date and laughed. Pat told him he made a better looking girl than a man. That thought, about wearing a dress as a man, kept creeping forward in his mind. He just couldn't get over it. It haunted him more and more. It was late morning and he suddenly felt dizzy. Everything was spinning and then he passed out. Peter was right there and slapped his face a couple of times. Then hollered to call 911. The ambulance arrived and he was still out. They took his vitals and got him ready to transport. At the hospital he was still out. They performed all the necessary tests and everything came back as normal. Ashley arrived and was very worried. The doctor said he couldn't find any physical reason for him to be out like that. Then the doctor said it could be mental, and asked if there any recent changes for him, like a new job or something major like that. Ashley told the doctor he had just started wearing women's clothes but other than that nothing special came to mind. The doctor asked why he was wearing women's clothes and Ashley said she guessed it was her fault. The doctor told her he had seen this once before, and that they would have to wait for him to wake up on his own. Ashley felt terrible to have caused this. She never thought he would take it that hard. She sobbed, and felt like she was going to be sick. She hated the idea that she had caused this. They admitted him to the hospital and assigned him a room. For two days Ashley sat in his room hoping he would wake up soon. The second day he woke up. He looked around, and when Ashley saw he was awake she started crying. He wondered why she was crying. She sobbed and in a broken way said,"I sorry I did this to you. Can you forgive me?" "What did you do to me? I don't understand!" "I made you wear dresses. The doctor thinks that is why you have been unconscious the last two days." "I've been out for two days?" "Yes and it is all my fault." "No, it isn't all your fault. If I'd wanted to I probably could have stood up to you more, but something made me go along with it. I really have been out for two days?" "Yes, you have been out for two days. I am really sorry I caused this." "You didn't cause anything. I just had an incident where I got dizzy is all. I don't remember passing out or coming here. Which hospital am I in?" "St. Elizabeth's, why?" "I was just wondering is all. I can't believe I passed out!" "Well, you did and you ended up here. I have been here the last two days watching you. Do you know you make hand gestures while you sleep? You were waving and shaking someone's hand, I think. I thought it was funny, the different gestures you made." "I don't know about that. Maybe it was what I was dreaming at the time. Anyway, when can I go home?" "I don't know what they have planned for you. We'll have to see what the doctor says." The nurse came in to see how he was doing. She was surprised to see him awake. She asked him how he felt and he told her he felt like going home. The nurse said a doctor will be in shortly, that she had to call him and tell him that his patient was awake now. He asked where his skirt suit was, and Ashley told him it was hanging in the closet but she had taken it home yesterday and hung some of his men's clothes there too. He was shocked that she would do something like that. "Why did you do that?" "Because the doctor thinks that making you wear dresses is what brought this passing out spell on. I did it because I don't want you passing out again." "The passing out was just something that happened. I don't know why I passed out but I don't think it was because of the dresses." "The doctor sounded pretty certain about that." A doctor came in and introduced himself and told him he was a psychiatrist. He asked him some questions and said he could go home anytime. He told him to see him at 11:00 A.M. Tuesday morning. He went home wearing his men's clothes. He wore them all week-end. Sunday night he told Ashley he would wear a dress to work tomorrow. He said they already have seen him in skirts and they weren't going to bother him. Ashley had her doubts and told him so. He was insistent until she said he could do what he wanted. He wore the pale blue skirt suit with the ruffled white blouse. At work everyone wanted to know what happened to him. He told them they didn't really know and that he had a doctor's appointment tomorrow. He was feeling really happy and getting a lot done. By days end he had caught up on way over half the backlog from when he was gone. At home he changed into his men's clothes and when Ashley came in she told him he looked handsome. He told her she probably says that to all the guys. The next day he wore the pink suit and was totally pink from lipstick to fingernail polish. He felt pretty. When Kyle came in he told him that he looked so good that he better watch out for men on the prowl. Amanda knew he was serious. He was at the doctor's office and he asked him a lot of personal questions. One was about how long and how often he wore dresses. He told him and he told him about Ashley catching him. The doctor asked how he felt about Ashley before she caught him and how he felt after she caught him. He answered as truthfully as he could. The doctor asked if he could would he like to be a woman. He emphatically said no. The doctor asked if he could bring Ashley to his next appointment. He said yes and the doctor told him he would see him Thursday at eleven again. On the way back to work he wondered why the doctor wanted Ashley there. He thought the doctor didn't tell him everything he knew. He continued as he did since leaving the hospital. On Thursday he met Ashley outside the doctor's office. They listened together as the doctor said, "Wearing dresses isn't the cause of his fainting. I do believe the cause is a change in the balance of power in the household. In other words he rebelled against having his wife tell him what to do and what to wear, It bothered him so much without his realizing it that he fainted to escape that situation. I suggest you two work out an agreement where both of you get something you want but things even out. In other words, have an honest heart to heart talk. If you can come to an agreement you don't need to return, but if there is the least little problem I want you to call for an appointment." They both were shocked to hear what the doctor told them. Ashley thought it would be a good idea to have the talk. Amanda wondered if talking would do any good, but knew he would take part in it. As they were leaving Ashley asked if he wanted to meet her at Golden's Supper Club right after work to get something to eat. He agreed. He waited in Golden's parking lot for Ashley to get there. She arrived fifteen minutes after he did. He thought, she gets here faster than she gets home. Inside, they were seated and had ordered, when Ashley said, "I think it is a great idea to have a talk about where we want to go and what we want to do. How do you feel about it?" "I think if we can talk it out it will definitely help. I am willing to put my two cents worth in." "Good, now what would you like to do? How do you want to handle things?" "Well, for the present I would like to wear women's clothing to work. They all accept that I wear dresses and I am comfortable in them. Also. sometimes when I get home if I don't feel like changing into my man clothes. I would like to be able to stay in women's clothes. In a nutshell, that is the main thing I can think of. I don't know how you feel about it but I would really like it if you could agree to it." "Would you consider getting breast implants or becoming a woman?" "No, no, definitely no. I have no desire to take it any further than where it is right now. You have seen me in a dress and it didn't bother you, so how about it." "I can go along with what you said. I thought you were going to come at me with a whole list of things you wanted changed. I can't believe that is all you want." "I also would like the decision-making to go back to where it was." "I already figured that. I am in complete agreement with you on that." "Great! Can we seal it with a kiss?" They kissed passionately. © 2009 by Margaret Jeanette