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My Twin to the Rescue Part 3 Ken sat in the back of the limo watching objects whisk pass the window in the early morning light. The car was skillfully guided by Peter, the tall handsome man Ken had met when he got off of the airplane in Orlando. Since that time, Ken had had trouble keeping his mind from wondering. Even now, as he gazed out the car window, he was having a (very early) day dream about Peter. Again, he saw himself with Peter at Disney World and their two children. They were a family and enjoying being with each other. They had a boy and a girl together. The two kids were Ken's pride and joy, especially when one would look at him and call him "mommy". Peter was such a good provider for his family. Ken loved it when he had time alone with Peter and they shared intimate times together. Blushing Ken thought about the most intimate moments the two of them had shared and how they had resulted in Ken becoming pregnant. As he dreamed about being a mother to two beautiful children, a voice softly started to intrude. He became aware of that voice gently calling to him. Realizing it was Peter; Ken returned to the present and became fully alert once again. It seems he had drifted off into a light sleep. But now he was back among the awake. Peter was saying that they were approaching the port and the dock. As Ken looked out the window once more, he was the ship that he was to be on for the next week. It was huge! It looked almost like a city all by itself. Ken saw that it reached up several stories above the water line. Ken had never even guessed the ship would look so big. Finally the limo pulled up to a stop. Ken heard Peter getting out and then the door opened for him. There stood Peter smiling at him as he slid out. As Ken gathered his purse and the laptop he kept with him, Peter opened the trunk and unloaded the suitcases, gently setting them on the curb. Ken could not help himself this time. He stepped up to Peter, put his arms around his neck, looked into his eyes and kissed him. That kiss at first surprised Peter but he quickly recovered his composure and returned it. As they stood there, their lips pressed against each other's, Ken felt like time had stopped for him. The only thing he was conscience of was Peter and a tingling deep inside of him. The kiss lasted for what seemed like an hour when in truth it wasn't even a full minute. As they separated, Ken looked down and blushed. "Sorry, I don't know what came over me just then." "Oh please don't be sorry. I certainly am not it happened. To be honest, I have wanted to do that since I left you at the hotel. Last night I had a dream about you." "Did you really?" "I will have to tell you about it later. It is time for you to get onboard the ship." "Peter, I have just made a decision. While I have some free time this week, I am going to request that I be allowed to take the remaining two weeks of my vacation time. I want to spend them here with you." A big smile came over Peter's face. All he could say was "That would be great if you can arrange it. What do you think your chances are?" "I think they are better than average. My supervisor is very understanding and when I tell her what I have planned, I think she will agree.? A big smile came to Peter?s face. ?I certainly hope you can spend some time here. I think you will really love it. And it doesn?t hurt that you want to spend that time with me.? Just as Ken was about to kiss Peter again, the loud speaker in the corner of the building announced that ?boarding of the ship will begin immediately?. With a heavy sigh, Ken stepped away from Peter, took up his bags and proceeded to get checked in. He kept looked back at Peter and, in his mind wished that either Peter was coming too or that he didn?t have to go. But he had to do what he promised his sister he would do and give her presentation. The last thing Ken saw of Peter that day was his driving away in the limo. ?Someday, I hope to be able to share your personal car with you. Sit in the front seat next to you? he thought. As he waited for his turn at the check-in counter, Ken fished the ticket that would permit him to go on board out of his purse. As he got to the counter, he simply handed it to the agent there. After inspecting the ticket, Brad (the agent) placed a tag on the large suitcase and the carryon bag. ?These will be waiting for you in your cabin in a little while. Your cabin is cabin number 438. As soon as you get on board, go across the lobby to the elevators and take them to the fourth floor. From there, turn right to the hallway, make another right turn and it will be the fifth door on your left. I hope you enjoy the cruise. It looks like we should have great weather and smooth sailing for it.? With that, Brad handed Ken his room key (looked a lot like the key he had back at the hotel), a pamphlet, and a map of the ship. Ken walked over to the doors of the building and entered. Inside there were seats for the passengers who were waiting to board, a few vending machines, and a long escalator going up to an upper area. The sign next to the escalator read ?TO SHIP?. Carefully Ken stepped on and rode up to the next level. Then he followed the signs out the glass door he found, onto the gangway, across the dock and onto the ship. As he entered the lobby of the ship, he was amazed at how grand everything was. It looked even more elegant than the hotel he had stayed at just the night before. Even the elevators had certain elegance to them. They had a brass frame that held the glass walls together. Everything was clean and polished to a high shine. On one side of the lobby there was a table with two women sitting behind it. On the front was a sign that read ?NBWA Conference Check-in.? Ken decided that that was what he should do next, instead of going right to his cabin. As he approached the table, he noticed that the two women sitting there had badges with their names showing. One was named Karen and the other was Betty. When he got to the table, Betty asked for his name. Without a second?s hesitation, Ken told her he was Kimberly Brown. It took Karen just a few seconds to find the packet with the name Kimberly Brown written on the front. As she handed it to Ken, she said ?inside you will find a name tag, a list of the meetings and activities. Please make sure to wear your nametag at all times since that will be your ticket to the meetings and the activities planned.? Then Betty said, ?I see you are one of our speakers this time. I wonder if you would mind telling me just a hint about your talk.? Smiling back at her with a slightly impish grin, Ken said ?if I did, then either you wouldn?t come or you wouldn?t be surprised.? Then with a smile Ken added ? Right?? Betty had to admit, ?I suppose so.? Then she said, ?Anyway, have fun and enjoy the cruise. We have planned for a formal mixer tonight on the upper deck starting at 8:00 o?clock tonight. I do so hope you will be there. It is a great way to meet others and make connections with other women like you.? Ken thought to himself ?if you only knew the truth.? Then out loud he said with a giggle, ?unless the ship has problems, I will be there.? With that, Ken walked away, headed toward the elevator; his purse over his shoulder, the laptop case in his right hand, the ship?s brochure and the conference packet in his left. He did notice that because of the carpeting, his heels didn?t make a sound. But there was enough going on without having to add to the noise. It took Ken a few minutes to find his cabin even with the ship?s map, the instructions he had been given before coming on board, and asking for help from a crew member. Finally! There it is cabin number 438. As he pulled the keycard out of his purse, he felt a bit of nerves. Would he really be able to do this? He had gotten away with it so far but it had been really easy up to now. Starting today, he would have to be on his guard and not slip even for one second. What if someone that knew his sister, Kim, was here and wanted to talk to her about something? He had to push that sort of self-talk to the back of his mind. He had to BE Kim and not just try to look and act like her. As he pushed the door to his cabin open, what he saw amazed him. He had thought the hotel room he had stayed in was something special but it paled in comparison to this. The room had a large queen sized bed, a small table, two chairs, and a small sofa for the furnishings. The bathroom was a bit small but since he would only be using the shower and toilet that would be fine with him. What was truly shocking was the sliding glass door that led to the balcony. He just had to see the view from it. Putting his purse and computer on the table, he slowly he opened the door and stepped out. At first the sight gave him a sense of vertigo. There he stood, on a balcony that extended out from the side of the ship. And he was so high up from the water! All this for just him. He would have been happy with a simple interior state room. After all, the only reason for even having a cabin was so he would have a place to sleep and get ready for the day. After a few moments of wonder at the sights from the balcony, he stepped back into the room and sat down on the sofa. Taking the pamphlet that describes the ship, he started to look it over. The first thing scheduled was the lifeboat drill. According to the instructions, he would find a life vest in the closet of his room. When the horn sounded four times in rapid succession, he was to put the vest on and proceed to life boat number 24. There he would receive further instructions. With the cabin key back in his purse, Ken ventured out to see more of the ship. As he wondered around, he found that there are three dining facilities and according to the pamphlet he had been given when he checked in, he would be visiting each one at least once during the cruise. He found one large room that served as a night club. There was a movie theater and even a stage for live shows. As he wondered around the ship, he wondered ?will I have time to see and do everything?? Finally he stepped through a glass door and out onto the lower deck. This deck seemed to have been made of wood but it was almost as shiny as if it were some sort of material that just looked like wood. He followed the deck all the way around the outer edge of the ship. As he did, he noticed signs posted along the way that stated a distance. He just had to know so as soon as he found one of the ship?s crew, he stopped her and asked ?what are those signs for? What do they mean by 1/4 kilometer, ? kilometer, and so on?? She told him ?so many of our passengers like to work out that it was decided to put those up so if they wanted to jog around the ship, they could keep track of how far they had gone. The distances start forward on the port side and continue all the way around.? ?I see. Thank you so much.? ?Any time I can be of help, please feel free to just ask. It is my job to make sure that each and every passenger has a most enjoyable time.? Continuing his journey of exploration, Ken next went up to the upper deck. There he found two pools, a simulated surfing area and even a climbing wall. The ship had so many things to do, Ken was sure he would not get bored in what spare time he did have. As he stood by the gleaming rail, a man wearing a uniform that identified him as another of the ship?s crew stepped up. With an accent Ken guessed was from somewhere in the Caribbean, he asked ?excuse me miss, would you care for something to drink?? Thinking for a moment, Ken replied ?What is a pina coloda?? ?It is a mix of pineapple juice, coconut and rum. If it is of any help, we use only rum from the Bahamas islands. Personally I think it is what makes our drinks so special.? ?That sounds interesting but I think it is a bit early in the morning to drink.? ?If that is the case, then may I suggest I get a virgin one? It will not be quite the same as it is made without the rum.? ?Then I will take one of those? was Ken?s reply. In just a couple of minutes, Ken stood there soaking in the sun?s warmth, feeling the breeze causing his skirt to flutter against his legs as he sipped the drink the steward brought him. With the dink in hand, his mind was a flurry of thoughts. The taste of the drink was so different from anything he had ever experienced. The fear of presenting Kim?s work nagged at him. ?I hope I can do it well enough to make her pleased with the results? he thought. And then there was Peter; tall, so handsome, strong, and yet gentle. As he finished the drink, he heard the announcement over the P.A. ?all ashore that is going ashore. All ashore that is going ashore. This is the final announcement, all ashore that is going ashore. We will be getting underway in 5 minutes.? Ken strolled over to the dock side of the ship and looked down. There was a flurry of activity going on. Huge ropes were being pulled away from the ship and coiled up on the dock. The gangway, the very same one he had been on to get on board was being swung back out of the way. People that Ken assumed were family members and friends of passengers stood there waving good bye. So much work just to get the ship out of port had to be done. Suddenly Ken was startled when the ship?s horns sounded. The massive air horns located on the forward smoke stack sounded off with four long notes. Ken thought he could even hear the notes echoing off of the buildings as the ship started its slide out of port. It was just a few minutes later, when the ship just entered the open waters of the ocean, when Ken heard the alarm sound. That alarm that indicated the life boat drill was underway. Quickly Ken went back to his cabin, got the life vest and proceeded to the indicated boat. He stood near the life boat that was to be where he would be if anything should happen until the all clear was sounded. It took only about ten minutes for the ship?s crew to confirm everyone was accounted for. Then, as soon as the all clear was sounded, everyone was dismissed. Ken, like everyone else, made his way back to his cabin to return the life vest to its storage place. As he put it back, he thought to himself, ?why not put on something a little more confortable? After all, there isn?t anything else planned for today until dinner. And after dinner is the welcoming party for the conference attendees.? Putting his large suitcase on the bed and opening it, he started to search for just the right outfit. He wanted something casual to wear. And then he found just the thing. Apparently when Kim had helped him pack, she had thought to include a couple of shorts and skorts for him to wear if he should have any time to just relax while on board ship. Taking out a tan skort and pale blue polo shirt, he decided they would be just the thing to wear along with the black flip-flops that he also found in the case. He stepped out of the shoes he had been wearing all day and carefully placed them in the closet so they would be out of the way. Then he unbuttoned his blouse and laid it on the bed. Next came the skirt and pantyhose he had been wearing. Before he started to get dressed, he decided that he would put on a bit more deodorant. He didn?t want to stink. As he started to reach around behind him to unhook his bra, he noticed for the first time that the bra seemed a bit tighter than it had. He also noticed that his chest ached and kind of itched. ?It must be a reaction to that adhesive I have been using to keep those forms in place? he decided. And with that, he started to carefully peal the forms off. The adhesive pulled at his tender skin and was slow to release. But finally the forms were off and sitting on the vanity in the bathroom area. To ease the soreness he now experienced, Ken applied a bit of lotion to his breasts. As he did, not only did he begin to feel relief but something else. His breasts had grown and were starting to be very sensitive to the touch. ?Maybe I should go without the forms for a while. Give my chest and breasts a chance to recover? he thought. With that, he applied more deodorant to his underarms. He had just gotten his bra back on when he realized his breasts actually filled his bra without the forms. He was surprised by that. But then he caught sight of himself in the mirror. There he stood with just his bra and panties on. What actually amazed him as he looked at his reflection was just how cute his figure seemed to be. It was almost like the perfect hour glass figure of a woman. He had actual breasts that filled his bra. His waist was narrower than he remembered it ever being. His hips seemed to be a bit wider. And as he looked at his legs, he wondered to himself, ?is this one thing that attracted Peter, my long slender legs? Surely not because the first time he saw me, I was wearing a pants suit. Whatever got his attention I am actually glad for it.? Ken slipped on the shirt and the skort. With the skort on, he looked like he was wearing a knee length casual skirt but underneath was a pair of shorter shorts. The skort had buttons going up one side of the flap that gave the look of a skirt. The button and zipper that actually held it on was in back. The blue shirt had short sleeves and what was called a peter pan collar. Ken decided to leave the top two of the three buttons open to make it cooler to wear. He kept thinking ?it was a good thing he had spent those weeks practicing being Kim. That made it easier for him to button the one button he did fasten. After all, women?s blouses and shirts button the opposite way from a man?s. And after all the practice, it was like second nature to Ken. To finish his outfit, Ken slipped on the flip-flops. They were black but were decorated with an array of sequins that flashed in the light with all the colors of the rainbow. And they were just the thing to show off his pink polished toes. Taking his room key and slipping it into a pocket of his skort, Ken left his cabin and made his way to the elevator. Instead of going to the floor where the deck was, he saw a sign that read ?Third floor; salon, shop, club, and theater.? Not fully understanding why, Ken got off on the third floor stop and proceeded to the shop. Inside he found a store that had almost everything he could possibly need. He even found an area that had feminine hygiene products, just in case a woman needed something. As he browsed through the store, he saw a display that had toe rings and ankle bracelets. He just could not help himself. He had to look through the selection. One set caught his eye. The ring had three blue glass beads that went on top of the toe. The bracelet had a set of matching beads that dangled from tiny loops. As Ken looked at the set, in his mind he was thinking, ?That would go perfectly with the shirt I have on.? The saleslady stepped up and asked ?is there something I can show you?? ?I was just admiring this set. How much is it?? ?That set is only five dollars. Would you like to see what it would look like on you? I could take it off the display card if you would like me to.? ?Oh I can tell it would be perfect but I didn?t bring any money with me. I hadn?t known this store was on board and hadn?t planned on buying anything.? ?That isn?t a problem. If you have your room card with you, you can charge anything to your room and pay for it when you leave the ship.? ?In that case, I?ll take it. And please don?t worry about putting the set in a sack. I?ll put them on right here.? As the saleslady took Ken?s card to process it, Ken slipped off his right flip-flop and put the ring on his middle toe. Then he put that bracelet on the same foot. He just had to admire the look of them while the saleslady handed his card back to him. Taking his card and feeling even more attractive, Ken walked out of the store and across the hallway to the salon. As he walked in, a lady named Anna met him and said, ?I?m sorry but we are not open just yet. There are a few final things we have to do.? Ken asked, ?May I make an appointment for later today? Anna looked in her appointment book and told Ken ?The first opening we have today is at 2:30. What is it you were wanting?? I could do with a styling and a manicure as well as a pedicure.? ?We could do that. It will take about 2 hours to complete everything if that would be alright with you.? ?Thinking for a moment, Ken said ?That would be almost perfect.? Anna took Ken?s name and wrote it down in her book. ?We will see you then? she said. And with that Ken walked out to make his way up on deck. There he found a lounge chair and relaxed. The sun felt warm and inviting to him. As he laid there enjoying himself, the same steward that had gotten him that first drink approached him again. ?Did you enjoy that drink miss?? ?Oh it was wonderful! Thank you for your suggestion. May I have another one?? ?Certainly miss. I will have it for you in just a minute.? ?Thank you so much.? Before he knew it, the steward was back and handing him another drink just like the first one he had been given. Ken laid there on the lounger sipping that drink for what seemed to him like hours. Everything was so wonderful. Ken felt so relaxed and at ease. As he lay there, he started to notice a few of the men that were on board were watching him. A couple even leaned toward each other and held conservation. One would say something, they would both look at Ken and then the other one would say something. Finally one approached Ken and sat on the lounger next to him. ?Hi. My name is Brett and I just had to tell you that you are absolutely beautiful! I so love a woman that loves her femininity. May I buy you another drink?? Without realizing it, Ken blushed. Then he said, ?Why thank you. I could use another one. They feel so good going down, being all cool and everything.? Brett motioned for a steward to come over. He requested two more drinks, ?one for me and one for the lady.? ?Right away sir? was the response. In just a couple of minutes, Ken and Brett had their drinks in hand. Taking a sip, Brett said ?Let me guess. You are here to celebrate your reign as a beauty queen. I bet you were the homecoming queen in high school as well as the head cheerleader.? Ken blushed slightly. As he took a sip of his new drink, something didn?t taste the way he remembered the others tasting. It took him a few sips to realize that he had forgotten to specify a virgin drink. This one had all the alcohol in it. Remembering Kim?s high school activities, he said in response to Brett?s comments ?no. I was always so busy with other things I didn?t get to be part of the homecoming royalty. I did serve on the homecoming committee but not as the queen or even one of her attendants. And I was never good enough to even consider trying out for the cheerleading squad. I was president of the Future Homemakers of America and a member of the Student Council.? ?That you were not the homecoming queen just shows how that is more of a popularity contest than one of real beauty? Brett remarked. ?And why I am here? Ken said ?is to present a paper to a group of business women. I belong to the National Business Women?s Association. My presentation is being considered for inclusion in the educational information the organization is making available to schools. We are trying to get girls as young as thirteen interested in a career in business. Who knows? The next C.E.O. of G.E. or Boeing or maybe I.B.M. may just be a woman.? The he said ?and what about you? What brings you on this cruise?? Brett smiled and said, ?I am here to relax. My doctoral thesis was just accepted. In three months, I will be receiving my doctorate in theoretical physics.? ?Oh my! And what was your thesis over?? ?The detection of neutrinos and the implication they have on the ultimate fate of the universe. It took me three years to complete my work. But it is done and, you have no idea how glad I am that it is over now.? Just then, the announcement came over the P.A. that lunch was being served on the main deck. Brett asked Ken if he would like to have lunch together. Ken shook his head and thanked Brett for the offer but that he wasn?t feeling just right and thought he would go back to his cabin for a little while. Ken returned to his cabin feeling a bit woozy. He thought that maybe all the excitement of the day and that last drink was a bit too much for him. He slipped off the flip-flops, his skort and polo shirt. Then he lay down on the bed wearing just his bra and panties. In just a few minutes, he was asleep and dreaming. Once again his dreams were of being with Peter as a wife and having a family. Suddenly Ken woke. His brain was a bit fuzzy and it took a few seconds for him to remember where he was and to get his eyes to focus on the clock beside the bed. As soon as he could clearly see the clock, he understood that he had been asleep for more than an hour and he had only thirty minutes before his appointment at the salon. Quickly he pulled his skort and shirt back on. Then slipped back into the flip-flops, grabbed the room key and rushed out the door. It was only when he reached the elevator that he thought about the fact that he should have taken time to touch up his makeup. ?Oh well.? he thought, ?too late for that now.? The ride in the elevator seemed to take forever to him. There were others going to other floors at the same time but, much to his relief, they didn?t give him a second look. The fact alone gave him a certain feeling of confidence that he was more of a woman than ever. He got to the salon just in time. He had just checked in with Anna. With a big smile, she led Ken back to a stall and sat him down in the chair. She put a big pink apron over him and then asked, ?Do you have any ideas as to how you would like to have your hair styled?? Ken simply said ?not really. I was hoping you could suggest a style that would be good for me.? Anna thought for a moment and then, with a small smile on her face, said ?I think I have just the thing. Do you trust me?? ?Oh yes I do. What are you thinking of?? ?I am thinking of maybe something that comes to your jawline and then flips under with wispy bangs to frame that lovely face you have.? ?That sounds adorable. Let?s do it.? With that, Anna turned the chair around, laid it back so Ken?s head was hanging over the wash basin and proceeded to wash his hair. As she did, she kept commenting on how lovely his hair was. She told him she could tell he took a lot of care with it. As Anna?s fingers massaged his scalp, Ken?s eyes closed from the sheer enjoyment of it all. He could feel her fingers working the shampoo into a rich think lather. The warm rinse came next. Anna knew what she was doing and Ken could tell. A second shampooing came and went. Then Anna sat Ken back up and as she did, wrapped a towel around his head. She used to towel to remove as much of the extra water as she could. Then Ken felt the comb Anna used as she started to comb out his hair. Ken could only watch as Anna took out a pair of scissors and started to trim the ends of his hair. Anna worked quickly. Then suddenly, she stopped, took a bottle from the shelf beside her and applied the liquid that was inside to Ken?s head. It was rubbed in so every hair received a little. Then Anna led Ken to a chair that had a big bonnet over it. She had him sit down, slowly lowered the bonnet and said, ?This will make your new style keep longer. While you are under the dryer, Becky will do your nails. I?ll be back as soon as you are done. Ken noticed another woman approaching him. She had a small cart that contained all sorts of tools and polishes on it. When she had seated herself on a small stool next to Ken, she said in a voice Ken thought indicated she was just barely 21 years old, ?I?m Becky. I am here to give you the manicure and pedicure you requested. And don?t worry. I graduated at the top of my class in cosmetology school. Now then, what shade of polish are you thinking of?? Ken held out his right hand and said, ?Maybe a shade that is a bit darker than what I have on now. It is called baby blush pink. I think it is time to go a little more dramatic without going to far.? Becky looked at Ken?s hand and said ?I totally agree you need to wear a darker color. Perhaps something that will make you more noticeable.? Then a light came to her eyes. She said as she held up a bottle of polish ?how about something like Cherry Blossom? I think that would be just the thing for you.? Ken looked at the color. Then his eyes fell on another bottle sitting on the cart. ?I think I would like that one there.? Becky picked up the one Ken had indicated, held it up and said ?this is called Apple Red. Are you sure about that?? Ken thought for a moment. ?Maybe that would be better for my toes. And let?s go with the Cherry Blossom for my fingers.? Becky smiled once again and told Ken ?an excellent choice. Now slip off those flip-flops and leave everything to me.? Becky spent the next forty five minutes filing, shaping, buffing and polishing Ken?s nails. By the time she finished, Ken could only admire the quality of her work. His fingers and toes had never looked so good. They were even better looking than when Kim took him to that salon the first time. Becky had just finished when Anna came back to him. Lifting the dryer bonnet up off his head, she gently felt his hair. ?Perfect? was the only comment she made. Leading Ken back to the chair, she combed, brushed and trimmed a few stray hairs. Satisfied with the result, she handed Ken a mirror so he could inspect her work. What he saw was a hair style that framed his face and highlighted his features. He was so happy with what he saw he decided to give Anna and Becky a big tip when he paid his bill. Handing the room card to Anna, Ken said ?Please add twenty percent as a tip. You and Becky share it. You both did wonders for me.? Anna looked surprised but extremely happy. She said ?Thank you very much. It isn?t often we get such a wonderful person like yourself.? Ken had just barely started to turn to leave when Becky, who had been standing there. Put her arms around him, hugged him and whispered ?Thank you so much!? Ken walked out of the salon and down the hall. His new hair style and nails made him feel so beautiful. He loved the way his hair felt against his neck and around his face. He kept stealing glances at his hands and toe as he walked back to his cabin. Then another thought came to him. ?Peter? he said to himself. ?Watch out. I am going to make you love me. I so want to become your wife.? And with the thought of all that would mean, Ken blushed. He thought about spending the rest of his life with Peter. But how would he explain his name being exactly the same as his sister?s name if she was the maid-of- honor at the wedding? Should he start to think about getting it changed legally? That would be something for later. Right now he had to get ready for dinner and the party that was afterwards. Ken decided that the person known as Ken no longer existed. He was now Kimberly in every way. With that finally decided, the new he undressed, put on a shower cap to protect his new hair style and stepped into the shower. The warmness of the water seemed to wash away every care he had. As he soaped up his body, he was aware of the scent of the body wash he used, the glistening of the beads of water on his soft silky skin. He even noticed the way his growing breasts felt as the water fell on them. Getting out of the shower, he quickly dried off, removed the shower cap and then wrapped a towel around himself like he had seen his sister do. He padded across the floor to where his large suitcase was. Placing it on the bed and opening it up, he took out a pair of his new panties. He selected the pale blue with white lace trim to wear. As they slipped up his legs, he wondered what Peter would think of him. Would he be enticed to take him to bed and make love to him? Or would he be turned off by that thing he had hidden between his legs? No way to tell now. He then took out the strapless bra that his sister had insisted he bring and put it on. He saw that it made it look like he had even more cleavage than he really did. Still he was becoming so happy with what he did have. ?What would Peter think of his ?girls??? He then slipped on a pair black hose and his black dress. The dress had spaghetti straps and that was the reason for the strapless bra. As the dress fell into place, he noted with a sense of satisfaction that it came to just below his knees exposing his legs. Next he slipped on the black satin pumps he had packed. The heels made him look three inches taller and made his legs look even more slender. Finally he went to the bathroom mirror and put on his makeup. For tonight, he wore smoky gray eye shadow and black mascara. Happy with the results he then selected her lipstick. This time he put on a shimmery cherry red. The final effect was one that he was sure Peter would love. As he brushed his hair back into the style he had gotten just a few minutes ago, he hummed to himself. It was all so easy and seemed so natural to him now. It was almost like he had been born into this. Everything just felt so right to him. The way the bra held his breasts up, the way his dress felt as it brushed against his silky legs encased in the hose. Even the way his heels made his hips sway as he walked. Yes, it felt so right to him. He started to notice other changes as well. His senses were more acute now. By that he meant that he noticed colors more. He was more aware of smells (the shampoo and body wash he had used during his shower was just one example). He found that he was more in touch with how his body responded to the touch of things. He found that the feel of satin and silk was more to his liking. For some reason, the feeling of silk and satin made him feel alive and so attractive. He just hoped Peter would find him so. And he suddenly realized that he was developing a sense of fashion he had never known before. That became clear as he thought about how long it took him to choose his dress for the evening. And what about while he had been shopping? He had looked as several pairs of earrings before selecting the lotus blossoms that he finally bought. And while trying on the shoes. As he thought back to that, he remembered how he had looked at each pair when he tried them on. Not just to see what they looked like from the front. He also had twisted and turned trying to get some idea as to what they looked like from the sides. Finally, he felt ready. Slipping his room key into his black handbag, attached the name tag that told the world he was Kimberly Brown to his dress and left to go to dinner. As he walked down the corridor, he was thinking ?I wonder what the future holds for me now? What will I do when I finally have go to back home?? And he also thought, ?I wonder what Peter is doing right now.? And with that thought, he entered the elevator on his way to dinner and the rest of his new life.