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My Valentine By Jena Corso Edited By Tiffany Manners Part 1 "Got to get to work honey," said Derek, kissing his girlfriend Lisa as she rolled over. "I've got to get moving this morning." "Rushing again," Lisa said, rolling back over after glancing at the alarm clock. "It's 5 am. Come on, get back in here and snuggle with me a little. We've barely talked at all lately. All we've done is screw and sleep." "What's so bad about that?" said Derek. smiling before kissing her again as he put on his jacket. "We'll talk later. I made you some coffee. Got to run honey!" "Ok, have a good day babe," Lisa told her man. "Love ya." "Ok, see ya," said Derek, racing out the door. "Enjoy your day off." Lisa rolled over and fell back asleep until her alarm woke her up at 6:30 am. She climbed out of bed and wandered into the kitchen and poured herself some coffee. Next to the coffee pot, she found a pink envelope which she opened and pulled out her Valentine's Day card. It was typical Derek. A funny yet sweet card with some cartoon characters which made her giggle, yet lacked any sense of warmth. She sipped her coffee and jumped into the shower, getting ready for her day. She wondered about her relationship with Derek as she conditioned her long blonde hair. She worried about where they were headed as a couple. She sat at her vanity now, putting on her makeup and tried to focus on her life as she thought about her man. She switched off her blow dryer and quickly slipped on her bathrobe as she heard the doorbell ring. "Please sign here mame," the delivery man told her, handing her a beautiful bouquet of roses and a delicate lace wrapped box. Excited now, she smelled the fragrant roses as placed them on the table and then sat down and opened the small package. She undid the bow and removed the top. She opened the tissue paper, lifting out some scarlet red silk lingerie. It had a push up bustier top attached to a one piece corset with a small scarlet red g-string. The box also contained matching open toe 5 inch stiletto pumps and a small white envelope. She opened the envelope, removing a few gift certificates and read them. The first was a gift card for a day of pampering at the Spa, the next a gift card for the salon and lastly a reservation card for lunch. She looked at the card, realizing it was an odd time to have lunch... at 3:30pm. She then looked at the last item in the envelope which was her agenda for the day. Treson Spa at 9am for a massage, bikini wax, and facial. Allure Salon at 1pm for hair and nails and Lunch at Les trends French restaurant at 3:30pm. Happy, yet curious about the odd schedule now, she called his office getting his secretary on the phone. "Hey Claire, it's Lisa," she said. "Happy Valentine's day. I see you are in really early today. Is he available for a second?" "Sorry Lisa," said Claire. "He's on a conference call. He wanted me here at 7:30 am this week as he is really busy right now." "Ok, no biggie. I'm just trying to confirm this weird agenda he gave me," said Lisa. "No problem, Lisa. I know it well, because I set it up for him," said Claire. "Oh, I see. I didn't know that," said Lisa, annoyed now. "So why the odd lunch time, and Allure is not my regular hair place anymore?" "Well, honestly because I felt you'd be rushed if you went to another salon and no one wants that when they are trying to have a relaxing day. Since Treson and Allure are connected in the same building, I figured it would work out for you. I think you'll enjoy it there because they are both highly ranked and I've personally enjoyed them, so I know how good they are," Claire told her. "I've been getting my hair done there lately and I've been pleased with their services. Derek says I look better these days and you know how damn picky he is. Plus, Derek just felt you need a change so I should send you to the finest salon." "Tell me about it. He is such a pain in the ass sometimes, and I remember getting my hair done there for my cousins wedding and it was very fancy. You know the rushing part is true and I like that they are connected, but I like my regular hairdresser. I know he enjoys when I try a new look and I have been thinking about cutting my hair, which of course he really hates the idea of, and told me I had better not," said Lisa. "Well, maybe you can just push it back later and we'll make it dinner and I'll have all the time I need then." "I can't. You probably forgot he has Laker tickets with a few clients tonight," said Claire. "Oh, well that must have slipped my mind," said Lisa, abruptly hanging up the phone. "What an asshole your boss is sometimes." Thirty seconds later, Lisa's phone rang as Claire had quickly informed Derek of his girlfriends feelings. "Happy fucking Valentine's day and go fuck yourself," said Lisa, answering the phone and immediately hanging up before Derek could say a word. Derek dialed her back 3 times before she finally answered. "There's not a fucking thing you can say to me Derek," said Lisa. "You blew me off on my birthday for college football, missed our anniversary for a bachelor party and now this. I have fucking had it with you. You try to take me to a late lunch and pass it off for dinner so you can go to a Laker game on Valentine's day. Are you fucking kidding me?" "I figured you'd like the day of pampering and then we'd eat and go back to your place," said Derek. "You figured I'd get all decked out for lunch and then jump into my new lingerie, give you a quickie and you'd hit the game," Lisa screamed as she slammed down the receiver. "That's your idea of a romantic Valentine's day. Enjoy the game asshole." Steaming now, Lisa quickly dialed her girlfriend Rita after hanging up on Derek. She unloaded every detail about her failing relationship to her friend, ignoring Derek's attempts to get her back on the phone, as she refused to answer her call waiting. "Ok, so now let me talk Lisa," said Rita. "So the bottom line is that you feel that Derek really is a great guy, but he is totally insensitive. He wants a piece of eye candy hanging on his arm to show everyone what a hot girlfriend he has, but has no idea about your feelings. He wants to treat you well, but thinks that means buying you nice things. Is that what you are saying?" "I think so," said Lisa crying. "He's a great guy and I love him, but he has no sense of anything. He is so damn immature." "So what are you going to do about?" said Rita. "I don't know," said Lisa, still crying. "I guess I have to either break up with him or accept it. I just don't want to do either. Maybe I'll just go to my spa and salon appointments and that will help relax me. I can think about it while I'm there, and then we'll discuss this at the late lunch." "Don't do that Lisa. That is exactly what he would want you to do. That's what he been trying to call to tell you," said Rita, getting tough with her. "All that will do is prolong your agony and before you know it, you'll be looking hot like that eye candy that you've become, have some quick fun, and you'll be crying again while he's at the Laker's game. If you do that he'll just continue doing this to you forever." "You're right," said Lisa. "But that means I have to break up with him, and I really don't want to." "Well I think it means you have to give him an ultimatum," said Rita. "You tell him that if he loves you that he will immediately take the rest of the day off, and spend it with you doing anything you want. If it was me I'd take him to the spa and make him get a facial and havehis nails done with me. Tell him he must find his sensitive side now, or it's over. But once you do this, you can't back down." "Your right," said Lisa. "But I doubt he'll do it." "You know I saw on Oprah a few months ago a show about women who were fed up with their husbands. They brought them out and demanded they change immediately. They forced them to walk a day in their shoes as a woman. I remember one guy went with his wife shopping and to the salon and they said it saved their marriage," said Rita. "OMG Rita. I remember that. I saw that too," said Lisa. "I would love for him to really know how hard it is to be the woman he wants me to be. What it's like to get those damn bikini waxes. What it takes to wear those damn stilettos and miniskirts every freaking date, when sometimes I'd just like to wear flats and sweats to a movie. And he's always bitching about my look. Are you going out like that, he says! Do something with the hair! Put a little makeup on please. He never stops, honestly. He's given me such a fucking complex." "Then do it Lisa," said Rita. "Make him realize what it takes! And if he won't, move on without him. I know Blake still would love to date you. He asks me about you all the time." "I know," said Lisa. "He still checks in on me all the time. I talked to him briefly last week but you know I'm not the cheating type." "I know honey," said Rita. "But you also shouldn't be the doormat that you are!" "You're right! And I am going to take care of that right now," Lisa told her. "Talk to you later Rita." "Good luck and bye," said Rita, hanging up. "Call me later and let me know how you make out." "Claire, It's Lisa. Is he there?" said Lisa, dialing Derek's office. "He's on a call, but I'll have him call you back," said Claire. "Claire, please interrupt him and tell him he has 30 seconds to pick up the line or not to bother calling me again," said Lisa sternly. "Oh, yes of course," said Claire. "Lisa, hey I've been trying to get you?" said Derek. "Did you like the flowers?" "Listen carefully Derek, as I am only going to ask this once," Lisa told him,. "I am at the end of my wits with this shit and your insensitive nature. In thirty minutes I will be at the spa. If you are still interested in being with me, you'll immediately cancel all of the rest of your business plans and any other activities indefinitely and join me there. We are going to work on our relationship, which we will immediately do by making some drastic changes." "Baby, come on. Let's figure something out here," said Derek, stuttering. "I have important meetings and stuff. Let me see what I can move around and we'll be fine. You know I love you." "This is not a negotiation with one of your clients Derek!" said Lisa sternly before hanging up. "Either show up willing to do anything I ask without question, or make sure you lose my phone number starting right now!" "Shit!" said Derek, shaking his head as he hung up the phone. "Claire, cancel my meetings and give away my Laker tickets." Derek raced down the stairs and into his car. He quickly drove across town, dodging the LA traffic jams before arriving at the Spa. As he walked in, he saw Lisa seated and staring at her watch, shaking her head. "You barely made it," said Lisa, with a very pissed off look in her eyes. "Ok, I'm here," Derek tried to kiss her as she turned away. "We'll see if you're here for me," said Lisa, pushing him back. "Hand the young lady at the front desk your AMEX." "I paid for this already," said Derek surprised as he took it out. "You paid for me, but not you," said Lisa. "Oh, ok," said Derek. "Maybe a massage will help relieve the tension for both of us." Derek and Lisa were lead to a private room and laid down on opposite tables after they stripped off their clothes. "So Derek, here is the deal," said Lisa, as her legs were being massaged. "We are going to do everything today together. We are going to talk and reacquaint while enjoying a girl's day of beauty. When we're done with that, we'll have a wonderful Valentine's dinner and see where that takes us." "Ok. Absolutely. Whatever you want honey!" said Derek," "You mean like get a facial?" "Well yes, and more," said Lisa, relaxing as she enjoyed her massage. "Say it again. You'll do anything I want or it's over." "Yes, anything," said Derek, relaxing as he was enjoying his massage. "I said I was sorry. You know sometimes I can be an idiot and I forget to think. This day will be about you." "No, what I want is for you to understand what it is like to be me. To do the things you ask and sometimes demand of me," said Lisa, getting pissed off again. "Today you'll experience it so maybe you'll understand what you are asking of me sometimes and won't be such an idiot." "Ok, go ahead ladies," said Lisa, waving her arms at them. Derek watched as they began applying the honey covered wax to the back of Lisa's leg before feeling it now on his. "Holy shit. No way!" said Derek, as they slipped something into his mouth. "Bite down honey," said Lisa, smiling as she saw the fear in his eyes as he now had an idea what was coming. "That'll help the pain and it has a paste on it to whiten your teeth. You'll be keeping it in for a few hours." Lisa giggled now, enjoying herself as Derek had tears flowing from his eyes as he was writhing in pain as she looked over. He tried his best to be tough as the second technician now came in holding his leg steady as he kicked and stirred as they did his ankles. They leaned on him, putting pressure on his arms as they began working on his back as he was having some spasms now. "It's a shame you're so hairy, because I'm almost done," said Lisa, having to look away as she could barely control her laughter. "You know when you do this regularly, it really isn't that bad but when your hair is longer it can be nasty." She got up now and felt his back, rubbing it gently kissing his shoulder. "Nice and smooth," said Lisa, before jumping back on her table. "The gorilla is almost gone." "Honey, this is crazy," said Derek, as they flipped him over and he spit out the mouth piece. "Please, I don't think I can take any more." "The day has just begun babe. Just stare at me while they finish and you'll be fine," said Lisa sticking it back into his mouth. Derek watched as her tits jiggled while they waxed her armpits and this at least temporarily distracted him as he now felt his ankles being locked and lifted. He began crying again as they ripped the hair from his arms and then the front of his legs before jumping to his chest. "Honey, look at me babe," said Lisa, distracting him as she rubbed some lotion on herself. "Concentrate on my body." He watched as they carefully reshaped her very hairy bush as even she jerked a little in pain as they waxed her. He licked his lips, staring at her body before feeling his balls being lifted as they worked. He now cried out as they moved his package all over pulling at his penis and balls as they worked, shaping him before finally lowering and un- strapping his ankles. He laid back breathing a sigh of relief as they massaged some ointment into his skin as Lisa got up and looked over him. "You look incredible. So damn thin too," said Lisa, kissing his stomach and smiling "If I would have known you would look better like this, I would have had you waxed a long time ago." They now both slipped their arms into some soft terry cloth bathrobes and followed the technician to their chairs. They sat back now as they began to gently massage some creams into the pores on their faces. He looked over staring at his girlfriend, who now had lemon peels over her eyes and a green mask on her face as his vision as well now became impaired by the lemons. He felt a technician massaging his feet and he could feel the odd sensation of the cotton between his toes. Another woman was now working on his left hand, filing and buffing which was odd yet relaxing as she slipped something rubbery between his fingers, holding them in place. He now felt his fingers placed under some heat while they jumped over to the other hand as he laid back, finally overcoming the stinging of the waxing. He was almost sleeping before he felt his forehead become fairly numb as they massaged it. He now felt some faint picking at his right eyebrow as someone steadied his face. "Easy on that please," murmered Derek, with the mouthpiece in as he squirmed. "No talk please or you ruin," said an Asian woman in broken English. "You sit still." "What is that?" Murmered an already shell-shocked Derek, feeling a strap across his forehead and then another under his chin across his throat. "You no move now," said the woman. "I make perfect for you. No more bushy for you. I fix." Worried now, Derek felt her jumping back and forth between brows before now massaging some cream into the pores on his forehead. He relaxed now for a few moments as he felt her rubbing his right ear before quickly feeling a pinch, followed by another. "Lisa, Lisa," whined Derek, spitting out his mouthpiece as he knew they had pierced his right ear. "She no here now. She on the phone. She be back in a minute," said the Asian woman shoving it into his mouth as she did not hesitate to double pierce his left ear. "Be quiet and I finish please." The woman now removed the straps, followed by the lemons from his eyes as she began to remove his facial mask. Finally she sat up his chair slightly and spun it around as a new woman appeared, wrapping a cape around his neck. "Hey sweetie! You've got some wonderful skin," the woman told him as she walked in front of him and touched his face with her fingers. "I'm your hairdresser today, Rebecca. Do you remember me? We met at Ronnie's wedding." "Oh, yes. Hi," mouthed Derek. "Easy, don't try to speak as I know you have the whitening agent in. That stuff is amazing. I've used it quite a few times myself, and you'll love the way your teeth will shine later. Trust me. So just relax and let me do my magic here honey. I'm excited for you. This will be fun. Follow me now into Allure and we'll get you all ready," said Rebecca, taking his arm and standing him up. "Just try to walk slowly with your chin up and take small steps in those flip flops. Also be careful not to touch anything, as your nails still might be tacky and in a little while we'll take out the separators. I know this is new for you and it's a little bit of a process, but I discussed what things you kind of like with Lisa and I can definitely make it work on you." He followed her as she guided him across the hall and into the Allure Hair Salon. As he sat down, he immediately noticed Lisa having her hair washed in the chair directly next to him.. "Looking good honey," Lisa quipped as he sat down and they wrapped him in a pink cape now. "I've been making some calls and I've got everything set for the rest of the day and tonight. This salon and spa was a great idea. They've been so helpful lining things up for you. I'm so glad now that you and Claire picked this place. They've even made some amazing recommendations for your wardrobe. I'm so excited!"! "Great," said Derek, mumbling to her as she smiled at him. Before he could blink, a young platinum blonde gorgeous shampoo girl was massaging his hair under the warm water before turning it off and rinsing him. She again massaged his scalp now, after thoroughly saturating his head as he smelled a foul aroma now before she disappeared from his line of sight. He peeked over, staring at Lisa opposite him, who now had her head wrapped in a towel. She noticed and blew him a kiss as she walked off now with Rebecca. He lifted his arm, staring at his long scarlet red square tipped nails shining on his right hand and then held up both hands now, staring at them as they glistened in the light back at him and he became more worried about this entire day. "You picked a pretty color," said the shampoo girl, pushing down his hands as she reappeared and slid on some plastic gloves. She switched on the water again now, massaging his hair as he relaxed, staring at her waistline above her tight jeans as her short top rose, exposing her flat tummy as she leaned over him. When she finished, she squeezed the water from his hair and sat his chair upright as he sat up. She wrapped his hair in a towel, turban style, and took his hand, leading him away from the shampoo area. "Follow me Derek," dhe said, tapping his thigh and taking his hand as she dragged him quickly through the salon. Derek walked with his head down, trying to avoid eye contact with the other patrons as he attempted to sneak a peek at himself in some of the mirrors. "No peaking until later cutie," said the young blonde, as she now sat him in her chair and spun him away from her mirror before he could get a good glimpse. Rebecca now returned and proceeded to remove his turban before combing his hair on top of his head, pinning it tightly with some clips. She worked at the back now, combing just at the nape of his neck as she pushed his head forward as he felt some extreme heat just above the nape of his neck. She pressed on his neck now, before again combing his hair downward and repeating this process several times as he could now feel some weight and tension at the back of his head. "What are you doing? What is all this?" whined Derek as he mumbled to her. "Just giving you some body and length honey," said Rebecca. "Trust me. It looks a mess right now but it won't later." She began working on the left side of his head and swung around the back and to the right as she now repeated this several times, before finally stepping in front of him and releasing any hair still clipped on top of his head. "Ok, keep your eyes closed, or it'll get in there and sting while I layer," Rebecca told him as she adjusted his head back and forth. Rebecca tugged at his hair as he could hear the snipping all around him and felt the small clippings all over his face. She worked all around him now, as she brushed his hair backward at the scalp as he shook nervously now, wondering exactly what she could be doing as she was pulling at his hair with her brush as she blow dried it. After about ten minutes, she finally switched it off and stood in front of him, slipping a hard black headband on his forehead as she pulled his hair off his face. She now took her flat iron in her hand and worked behind his head as he listened to it sizzle as a large older man walked over. "So this is Ernesto honey!" said Rebecca introducing him. "He is amazing." "Hello dear and thank you so much Becca!" said the man. "I'm excited to work on you cutie. I'll be your fashion coordinator and artist today. No worries because I'm a specialist for gurls like you honey and I'll be putting you all together honey." "Together?" mumbled Derek. "Hhmm?" said Ernesto putting his finger under his chin and inspecting him. "I can do a lot with you sweetie. Good cheekbones, nice full lips. The rest needs a lot of work, but I'm ready." Ernesto began dabbing at his face with his sponge as Derek stared nervously at Ernesto's fingers. He dotted all around his face, blending as he worked, as he felt him changing his complexion. He held his eyes open with Ernesto's fingers drawing on his upper and lower lids before brushing at his lashes. He closed his eyes now pressing down at the right eye and counting before jumping to the left and repeating it. Derek felt him now working under his brows and on his lids, before again coating his lashes over and over as he opened his eyes. He brushed at his cheeks now, before stepping back and sharpening a dark red pencil right in front of him. "Ok, spit it out," said Ernesto, holding out a little towel. "Aahh," sighed Derek, as he smiled in relief. "You've got nice sweetheart shaped lips," said Ernesto, as he outlined them with his pencil. "Girls kill for these. Smile as wide as you can, please and hold it until I tell you honey. It takes a moment for them to set as well honey." Ernesto lined his lips carefully before taking a brush and began filling them in, painting them slowly. When he finished, he squirted a clear liquid onto his pinkie and gently rubbed it onto his lips as he instantly felt the odd wet sensations as he rubbed them together slightly. "Ok, big smile now cutie," said Ernesto, as he stepped back, admiring his work. Finally finished, he sat him up and took his hand, leading him to a changing room. Ernesto pulled the curtain and removed his cape. He knelt in front of Derek, removing the cotton from between his toes and slipped off his flip flops. He then opened his bathrobe and began slipping it off. "Wait, I have nothing on under there," whined Derek, stopping him. "Honey, I've seen them before," said Ernesto, laughing as he pulled it open and off him. "I'll be dressing and undressing you, so there's no reason to be shy with me. What I'm doing right now is temporary anyway." Ernesto now opened a small duffel bag, pulling out some black leggings which he held open as Derek stepped into them. He then slipped his arms into a pink oversized hoodie and zipped up the front. "Nothing sticking out of loose clothes. See, nothing showing honey," said Ernesto, pulling the bottom down over his buttocks. "Follow me now." "Shit," sighed Derek, taking a deep breath. "Ok, slip your flip flops back on." Ernesto opened the curtain and waved Rebecca over. "Ok, back in the chair for a few minutes and then you are off," said Rebecca, reseating him now that he was dressed. Rebecca now removed his headband, and again began brushing his hair behind his head. "Eyes closed for two more minutes while i just finish up honey!" Rebecca exclaimed, brushing his hair in front of him now. She now took her flat iron and quickly pulled at the left side,, before feverously brushing it across his face. He felt her taking a comb and digging it into his scalp as she worked pulling and flat ironing over and over. Finally, he heard a little more snipping and she worked with her finger as she circled him, and he felt the saturation of sticky hairspray. "How sexy did you turn out, honey," said Rebecca spinning his chair. "Open up and take a peek." "Oh fuck," sighed Derek, staring at his reflection in the mirror. "Are you kidding me! Did you color my hair or is that a wig. Are my eyebrows under there?" Derek looked at his reflection, reaching up and touching his hair and moving his head from side to side, astonished with his new look. His basic conservative mans hairdo had been somehow blended into long layered extensions, and his dark brunette hair color replaced with shiny red. His lips looked twice as large as normal as they glistened with a burgundy red color, and his hazel eyes seemed to stand out under his thick dark lashes. "So, I thought that a nice dark auburn color would be pretty on you for Valentine's day, and I think mid-back length with some turned under layers is a nice length for you. Of course, it's not a wig though silly. We glued in some lovely extensions, and I blended them into your natural hair. Lisa told me you had her do it and loved it, so she thought it would be perfect on you," said Rebecca, boasting about her work to him. "But don't worry, I kept your part on the right side like you had it before and just flat ironed it to give you kind of an everyday look. I meant at least you should be used to that." "You know I like that you picked the long layers on him, because it always gives flexibility for some other styles and just that slight turn under at the end and across your shoulders, is perfect for his face shape," said Ernesto, chiming in. "For me, I am happy with the way pinks on your cheeks and eye shadows go well with your natural skin tones, and they give you a pretty daytime look. That coloring allowed me to really accentuate your lips. I may make a few little tweaks in a bit anyway after I dress you, but right now I think you just look like such a cutie." "You just did dress me," whined Derek. "Please, no more adjustments. I think Lisa made her point. Where is she? Can I just go see her and then get out of this shit?" "Oh please, the day is young honey, and she told me you agreed to experience things just like she does!" said Ernesto smiling. "She's not here now anyway. Now it is time to take you and get you dressed. Enough dilly dallying, or you'll be late for the 3:30 lunch you set up." "Like this? No way. I'll meet her at the apartment and we'll talk and whatever!" whined Derek. "I'm not going to lunch like this!" "Of course you aren't going like that. Your hair and makeup look wonderful, but no one would go to a Valentine's lunch dressed like that," said Ernesto, standing him up. "We're just going down the block and around the corner to my friend's boutique, so I can fit and dress you properly." "This is just in case it's windy out and you'll be more incognito until you're ready honey," said Rebecca, slipping some sunglasses on him. "I'll see you in just a bit. Happy shopping." She then tied a silver scarf around his head, securing it with a knot under his chin as Derek watched the receptionist hand Ernesto his American Express card. Rebecca then handed Ernesto a small brown bag and they headed out the door; Ernesto held Derek's arm as they walked slowly down the block. Derek stared at the ground and at his scarlet red toenails, trying to look away from people passing him on the street. He looked up as they turned the corner, seeing the "Frederick's of Hollywood" sign as Ernesto marched him through the front door and right into a large changing room. Ernesto now undid his hoodie and took a tape measuring him around the waist and chest. "Ok, let's zip you up, and come with me dearie," said Ernesto, taking his hand and leading him into another room. Ernesto closed the door behind him and was joined by another young man. He unzipped Derek's hoodie and threw it on a chair, as he helped Derek into a cushioned barber chair. "I'll leave on your scarf and sunglasses for a bit and keep your head in the headrest as we lean you back," said Ernesto, helping position him. "I don't want you to ruin your hair or Rebecca will kill me. I'll be right back. Andre will prep you while I'm gone and I need you to be patient while we fit you properly. I'm going to do my best to make you as comfortable as I can under the circumstances. I'll be back in just a moment." Andrew now held down a switch as the back of the chair tilted, positioning his chest vertically and his head rest slightly below his body. Andre now gently massaged and cleaned Derek's chest and stomach as he tried to relax in the chair. Ernesto now re-entered the room talking on the phone, before putting his hand over the receiver and looking down at Derek. "So, I just talked to Lisa and we're all set," said Ernesto, trying to relax Derek. "We won't be doing anything too crazy outfit wise for lunch, as she wants it to be more casual." "Ok, well at least that's a relief," said Derek. exhaling a bit. "I have Mr. Littman on the phone right now, and I've given him your American Express number like Lisa asked me to, and he needs to just speak to you for your authorization," said Ernesto. "I now understand what jewelry Lisa really loves, and you'll need to just tell him it's ok and then I'll have him bring it over." "Hello, Mr. Littman." Derek spoke to the man on the phone as Ernesto held the phone up to his ear through his scarf. "Hello Derek. I understand you'll be paying for some Valentine's day things for your girlfriend Lisa, and I'll need your authorization," said Mr. Littman. "Oh, sure," said Derek, as Ernesto pulled the phone away from his ear. "No problem. How much is that?" "So just send it here then, ok Mr. Littman," said Ernesto. "See you in thirty minutes. Bye." "Another expense, great!" said Derek shaking his head. "How much was that?" "I'm not sure dear and what's the difference at this point," Ernesto smiled down at him. "I've been told that you told her you'd do anything for her, regardless of cost." "Shit!" Whined Derek. "I did say that and boy is she making me pay." "I guess she is and you'll be better for it in the long run honey," said Ernesto, as he slipped some soft headphones over his scarf covered ears. "Now relax and just listen to the music while we do our job. It's disco and pop, so it'll help get you in the mood." Andre now pulled a strap around his right wrist, securing it to the chair as Derek lifted his neck straining to see. "This is just so you don't bounce around and ruin anything," said Andre, now securing a strap across his shoulders and another across the bottom of his rib cage, gently pushing his forehead down. "What is this?" Derek whined, becoming nervous as his left wrist was now secured. "I'm supposed to be getting dressed or something, so I can go to lunch with my girlfriend. Why am I being restrained?" "And you will, just after we finish giving you some shape," said Ernesto. "Relax. Nothing here will hurt, but it is precise work and we can't have you squirming." Andre now began rubbing something on his chest with a q-tip as Ernesto had left the room. Andre then switched on a hairdryer and gently aimed it on his chest before rubbing some ointment around his belly area, as Derek began to feel sticky and odd. When he finished, Derek could see Andre leaning over his chest and felt the pressure on his chest as he pressed down on the left side and then the right, and he instantly felt the weight on him. "Looks good Andre. You can move down now, while I work up here," said Ernesto. "Don't squirm now while I airbrush and blend or we'll have a mess honey." Derek heard a compressor switch turn on, and instantly became very nervous as he felt his leggings being removed. He now felt some restraints on each ankle and Andre spreading his legs apart as the chair locked into an open position spread eagled. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Andre opening the brown paper bag that Ernesto had brought from the salon, slipped on some clear plastic gloves and removed a small cup. He felt odd sensations everywhere now as he felt wetness in his pubic area as Andre was standing between his legs and dabbled around his chest. He could see Ernesto standing over him, dabbing at him with a sponge in his left hand and holding a small paint type gun in his right. A knock on the door interrupted them as Ernesto stopped and received a small shopping bag from a delivery person. He took a small box from the bag and handed it to Andre as he changed his gloves. Ernesto now returned to work all around his chest now, before feeling Andre pulling at his stomach. He again could see Andre now out of the corner of his eye, dumping some bloody cotton into the garbage and washing his hands before again slipping on some new gloves. "Holy shit!" whined Derek, convulsing his body a bit as he tried to move as the headphone fell to the floor. "Am I bleeding. Was that blood on there? What are you doing to me?" "Relax. I can't have you jump around, or we'll have a disaster. You are fine. We are almost done and you can get dressed," said Ernesto, switching off the compressor. "A few more minutes and you'll be getting up. Andre is just cleaning you up, and he'll rinse off your area down there now. Lisa wanted the curtains to match the rugs if you know what that means honey. She said you always demanded that of her." Derek felt the warm water now being squirted onto his pubic area, as Andre toweled him dry before hitting it with his hair dryer. When it finally switched off, he felt the bristles of a soft brush in the middle of his chest and then the force of the warm air from his hair dryer as Andre waived it all over him. "Ok, this will be really weird but you'll get used to it, just don't be worried about being shy," said Ernesto, as his legs were being elevated now. "Weirder than all this shit?" questioned Derek. He now felt a warm hand lift his penis and a sudden push on his testicles, with his legs spread eagled in the strangely up in the air. "Whhoooaahhhh!" whined Derek, trying to get up. "This is too much! Let me up because I can't do this anymore?" "Sorry," said Ernesto in a nasty tone. "I'll just be another minute. Don't be such a baby." Derek now felt something being wrapped around his penis and it being pulled back tightly and swiftly, as he gasped for air. He then could feel something very sticky between his legs as finally his legs were being lowered. "Holy shit," said Derek as they unstrapped his ankles. "What did you do? What the hell!" "It's just some good old fashioned adhesive tape, and it keeps things in place and out of sight honey," said Ernesto, removing the straps across his chect. "We had to make sure you're nice and smooth down there. You didn't want to go through all this trouble and have an embarrassing buldge, did you?" "What if I have to pee?" whined Derek. "Well, you'll just drop the gaff and we have everything secured in place, and you'll tinkle like any other girl sitting down of course," said Andre smiling. "Secured? Gaff?" said Derek, surprised. "For how long? How do I get it back to normal? Will it rip my skin?" "Well, just until we use the adhesive remover just like we used on your chest. It's not something you can do without help. And a gaff is just a special panty for gurls like you, although you may not need it with the way we've done your tucking, but better safe than sorry. Plus this one is so cute," said Ernesto, holding up a red g-string in his hand and smiling at him. "Now sit up slowly because these are as natural weight wise as they come and this will take some getting used to." Andre pressed a control and it the lifted the back of the chair now, it slowly rose towards a sitting position. As it moved upward, Derek instantly fixated on his new large breasts on his chest as he came to an upright position. Andre took his arm and led him out of the chair. "Ready to see the new you!" said Ernesto, pulling a sheet from a full length mirror. "Admire honey. Walk towards the mirror." Derek's eyes were wide open now as he stared at his body in shock as he took baby steps. He felt the instant tension on his back, freezing him as he touched the large attached mounds as they jiggled. "They look fucking real," said Derek, softly. "Holy shit. This is just too much." "Well thank you honey," said Ernesto. "They are the best falsies that money can buy! Combine them with some makeup, some blending and some really good airbrushing and Wha-la! You've got some sexy tits!" He reached down, sticking his hand between his legs just nervously making sure his restrained manhood was still there, as he felt the tape between his legs and almost into his crack. It was weirder than he could have imagined, seeing long red nails rummage across his now auburn colored perfectly v-shaped bush as his tip slid up touching his stomach. "Oochhhh!" whined Derek. "That's not glued!" "Oh, yes sorry," said Ernesto, covering his mouth in an attempt to hide his laughter. "That'll be sore for a while sweetie. You have to learn to clean your ears and your naval piercings. Lisa, I'm sure will teach you. She said you made her pierce her recently, and thought you should experience it as well." "This is fucking nuts!" screamed Derek, steaming now. "Ok, let's get you dressed and out of here, it's quarter to three and I don't want you to be late," said Ernesto looking at his watch. "That's unless you like to leave naked." Andre knelt down and held out the red gaff now as he stepped into it, as Ernesto left the room for a moment. Slowly, Andre slid it up his legs as the strange sensations continued, before he felt the thin elastic wedged firmly between his butt cheeks. He looked at himself in the g-string which was a red satin material with interlocking red glittered hearts on the front of it, until the door again opened and Ernesto returned with arms filled with outfits on hangers. Ernesto now held a matching red satin boned bustier in front of him, slipping his arms through the thin straps. He cups Derek's new breasts inside it and stepped around the back, closing the clasps from his shoulder blades down to the bottom of his rib cage. He then slipped a red silk maroon short sleeve tunic from its hanger, unbuttoning the two small buttons from behind. "Lift your arms for me, honey," said Ernesto, sliding it over Derek's head, before buttoning the two little buttons on his back as Derek watched himself being dressed in the mirror. Ernesto now stuck his hand inside the blouse through the neckline, adjusting his cleavage before placing a delicate diamond heart around his neck and positioning it perfectly just above his perfectly positioned cleavage. He now removed a pair of dark blue jeans from a hanger and helped Derek step into them. He slowly pulled them up as Derek felt the odd sensation of the material being so snug on his ass, as Ernesto snapped the fly. Andre now placed two large, thick silver bangles on his right wrist, before slipping two rings on each hand. Ernesto slipped a sliver chainlike belt between the loopholes of his jeans, and clasped the end which hung down dangling just in front of his right thigh and hip. He pulled the scarf from his head now, gently positioning his hair on his back and shoulders before walking over and kneeling before him as Andre handed him a shoe box. "Lean on my shoulder," said Ernesto. "This will take a bit of practice, but you'll learn quickly I bet." Derek leaned on Ernesto's shoulder as Andre also helped steady him as Ernesto slipped his foot into his first shoe. He could feel the straps across his toe line and some tension in his stomach as the numbness around his piercing was wearing off. He felt him buckling the two small straps now, and Derek immediately started freaking out when feeling the angle of his ankle. "No way Ernesto," said Derek. "I'm going to fucking fall." "You'll be fine," said Ernesto, slipping his foot into the other one now. "We can't dilly dally now. Let's get you taking a few steps because you cab is here." Derek stood up, looking at himself in the mirror like a deer in headlights. His long auburn straight hairdo perfectly slid from side to side and rested across his top, framing his wide open cleavage. His shiny red top was actually belly shirt length, showing off his nice abs which were now highlighted by his dangling 24k gold diamond studded heart shaped belly button ring. He had on embroidered blue jeans, which hugged his small hips and thighs snugly before ending in a straight leg look above his 4 inch open toed strappy red sandals. As he took two steps he felt his body sway from the heels, and his boobs slightly bounce and he was almost in tears now. "It's time to meet Lisa honey. She said to remind you that she would meet you in the bar area," said Ernesto. "Just a touch up and off you go. Your cab is here." Ernesto covered his eyes with his palm as he took some aerosol spray to his hair. He touched his neck with some perfume, and then dabbed a little gloss on his lips before tossing it in a large red shoulder bag which he handed him. "You look incredible," said Ernesto, opening the door and ushering Derek into the main store. "Happy Valentine's Day and enjoy being a sexy woman honey." Derek froze in the doorway, seeing all the people in the store and immediately realized it was mostly guys. "They're just shopping for the girlfriends and wives. Now get moving," said Ernesto, giving him a shove. He slowly walked through the large store, seeing all the guys checking him out as he could see them all staring at his breasts. He hurried a little faster now, as a guy held the door open for him and he jumped into the waiting cab. "How ya doing today Miss. We are heading for Les Trends correct?" said the cab driver. "Yes, please," said Derek, in his best mousey voice. "Valentine's date?" said the cabby. "Yes," said Derek meekly. "Lucky guy," said the cabby. "You married?" "No," said Derek, noticing the cabby check him out in the mirror. "What is he waiting for? I'd marry you," said the cabby. "You look like a good catch." Derek gave a little sarcastic smile and rolled his eyes. "So, do you live around here?" The cabby asked him. "Sir, I'm sorry, but I have a bad headache," said Derek, with a touch of attitude. "I'm going to rest for a few minutes. Thanks." "Now I know why you're that hot and not married," mumbled the cabby, as Derek looked away and out the window. After ten minutes of silence, the cab finally stopped at the restaurant. "$27.50 please," said the cabby. "Shit!" said Derek, quickly opening his purse. He rummaged through the makeup case, under the big hairspray, and finally found a wallet. He opened it, finding some money and handed the cabby two twenties. "Sorry, honey, I don't have any change," said the cabby smiling as he rubbed Derek's thumb. "But here's my card with my cell number. Call me anytime and I'll be happy to come get you." "KEEP THE CHANGE!" said Derek, pulling away his hand and quickly getting out. Nervously he looked around, realizing he was out in public alone, dressed as a woman. He put his head down, hearing nothing but the click of his heels as he walked into the restaurant.