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The Fortune Cookie 1 (Revised) Part 19 Paul returned home and went upstairs to change. He had a small number of womens clothes to choose from, something he was keen to improve on. Still, he had some clothes to wear. "Thats better," he sighed, as he came downstairs and accepted Laura's offer of a drink. "How was your day at school, Paula?" asked Laura. "Fine, no jokes, and Alicia is ok with the plan," he replied. "Thats good. How're you going to arrange visits?" she said. "Kelly will arrange the visits, and Alicia will phone me. Alicia said it wouldn't be too bad if I didn't go at times." "How come?" asked Laura. "Just in case Kelly's parents get suspicious. I suppose its possible, if they think Kelly is desperate to spend time with me," said Paul. "Thats a point. Well, glad to see you've worked out a plan," said Laura. "Another thing, I forgot to mention. I met Paula again last night. She confirmed that everything will work out, but again wouldn't say how," said Paul "I'm just interested to know when we might see her again," said Laura. Paul decided to spend the afternoon watching one of his recently bought DVDs. * * * Kelly returned home that afternoon to find just her mom at home. "Where's dad?" she asked. "Still at work. The company is in crisis and they're holding talks with the employees. He's only just phoned up to say he'll be late," she replied. "I walked home with Paul again today, and I'm not going to stop doing so either," said Kelly. "You need to stop seeing him. If he is becoming a girl, that puts you in a gay relationship," said her mom. "Which is something I've been after for ages, mom!" said Kelly. "I'm attracted to girls, I can't help it, and I'm not changing for anyone." "But surely you can?" asked her mom. "You've fallen for one boy." "Yes, and because he's changing sex, you want me to dump him. I wish you would just listen to me. I still love Paul, I want him in my life, I don't want anyone else!" said Kelly. "For once, its about what I want. How can I live if I cannot make decisions for myself." "Its just the principal of it. You know we would like grandchildren," said her mom. "I would like children too. My only chance of conceiving naturally has gone however, Paul cannot give me a child now," said Kelly. "So find someone else." "My final answer is no, mom," said Kelly. "I'll be in my room if you need me." * * * Tuesdays were certainly a day that Paul no longer liked. His body was becoming more curvacious by the week and PE, Tuesday's final lesson was certainly making things awkward. "I'm going to have to put padding around my waist. It looks very good for a girl, but not for a boy," he said to Laura next morning. "You are starting to look very much like a girl. Any girl would be happy with your figure," said Laura. "But, lets see. Maybe we should wrap a few towels around your waist. That should hide your hourglass." "Suppose so. Just make sure they can't be seen," he said. "Ok, lets make it quick," she said. She put some towels around his waist and fastened them with safety pins. "Ok, now put your shirt back on," she said. "Ok, that will do. Just be careful." "I will. Been having to do that for a while now," he said. He met Kelly as usual and she looked upset. "My parents need locking up!" she said. "I'm not meant to be gay. Go and find a real boy and become a real girl!" "Ok, I'm here," said Paul pulling her into a hug. "Thanks Paul. I'm just so annoyed with them," she said, kissing him. "By the way, have you got padding around your middle?" "I'm getting too narrow in the waist, for a boy that is," he explained. "We've got PE today. Afraid your figure will show?" she asked. "Thats been the problem since I started getting curvy," he sighed. "As long as the showers never get used." "We haven't got long to go before we finish lessons here for good," she said. "After Easter, we've only got two weeks left." "I've got less than that left. I'm sure to be a complete girl by then and I'm not sure if I'll need to pass off as a boy for those last few weeks," he said. "Lets hope that isn't the case. I bet your breasts hurt?" she said. "Of course they do. But I have to endure it," he replied. "Well, see you later. Bells just gone," she said and gave him another quick kiss. The lessons went quick that day, as if PE was in a hurry to arrive. Dinner provided some distraction at least. "Here's my phone number," said Paul, passing a piece of paper to Alicia. "Eh, you're not asking her out are you?" asked Mike with a glare. "No, so stop worrying. Its about me getting to see Kelly outside school. Got to do it at a neutral venue." "Here's my phone number," said Kelly. She took a scrap piece of paper from her bag and wrote it down. "Thanks. Now thats all sorted, we can arrange get togethers," said Alicia. "You ok for PE today?" asked Kevin. "Will be, providing the showers are not being used," said Paul. "From what I've heard, we could be due a block run anytime soon," said Kevin. "Oh great. Tell me when and I'll call in sick," said Paul. "Not much chance in that, unless you take every Tuesday off. Harris never tells us until the day itself," said Kevin. "That isn't fair. Why no notice?" asked Paul. "Blimey mate, he never has given us advance warning. He loves to keep us on our toes," said Kevin. "I hope I do fall sick then," sighed Paul. They didn't have to explain the block run to the girls, for they did one too, but during a different week." Paul's fears were put to one side however, once they got to the changing room. There were none of the tell tale signs that they were doing a block run. Not today anyway. "I might find the stopcock and turn of the water. That would stop them using the showers," said Paul in a whisper. "Good idea, if you could find it," said Kevin. "So, sir. What are we doing today?" asked a boy on the bench behind. "Working your arse off, thats what," said Mr Harris. "Just get changed." "He's in a good mood today," whispered Paul. "Stay in line Mike." Mike kept his mouth shut and did stay in line. Paul found the padding he was wearing to be slightly useful, as they were playing dodge ball today. Not that they were going to get hurt, they used sponge balls. Mr Harris played referee to make sure anyone who did get hit, was eliminated. Paul and Kevin were average at this game and usually got eliminated. Today, they were hanging in for longer than usual. They were on the same team and among the last five. "Whoa! That was close!" said Kevin, as a ball narrowly missed his ankle. "OUCH!" said Paul, diving to avoid a ball, only to land on his chest. "You ok?" asked Kevin. "D'oh, I've been hit." Paul had barely got to his feet when he got hit too. He walked over to the bench on the side and sat down beside Kevin. "You ok?" asked Kevin again. "Landed on my chest. Hurts a fair bit," said Paul. "Can't really check either, can we?" said Kevin. "No, not really. At least I'll be home in a short while," said Paul. He was jusy glad to be back in his main uniform and heading towards the girl's changing room to meet Kelly. "You ok?" she asked him, seeing that he was still wincing. "Played dodge ball, fell on my chest," he replied. "Ouch. That must hurt," she said. "Hope you haven't bruised yourself, it can hurt for a while." "Wonderful, just what I wanted to hear," he said. "Coming then?" "Of course. Your company is worth more to me than gold at the moment," she replied. "It's worth more than gold all the time to me," he added. * * * Paul was glad to get home, even though it meant less time with Kelly on the way back. He needed to check his breasts. "Mom, got any antiseptic cream?" he called as he entered the front door. "Why love, what have you done?" she replied. "Bruised my chest perhaps," he said. "Lets have a look. You need to be careful." He sat down and took off his upper clothes. The sight was painful: the areas around his nipples were bruised. "How did you do that? I bet they're sore," she asked upon seeing them. Paul explained about the dodge ball. "Ok, I'll get some cream. You need to be more careful in the future," she said. While she was gone, Joanne came in. She winced when she saw Paul's bruised breasts, resulting in Paul giving another explanation. Laura was soon back, complete with cream, cotton wool and one of his bras. "The cotton wool will just help cushion them for now. You may need some under your sports bra tomorrow." Paul felt better with the normal bra on, but his nipples remained sore. "Another lesson for me," he told them. "Don't bash your boobs." He went upstairs and finished changing into girls attire. He came back down and sat on the sofa and picked up one of Laura's magazines. "We're going to have to buy you some more clothes. Especially as you're wearing them more often," said Laura. "Some more make-up would be nice," he added. "When you've finished school, remind us to spoil you rotten," she said. "No need. Linda, Kelly and I are already planning on ears and nails," said Paul. "What about hair and clothes?" she replied. "Of course, I forgot about them! Blimey, we could really have a day out. I just hope my hair is much longer," said Paul. "Don't expect it past your shoulders until around late summer. You can always get a style that you can grow out. Just tell the stylist," said Laura. "I already know," said Joanne. "Paula's personal hair stylist at your service." "I'll just go upstairs for a while," said Paul. "Do some more revision." "Take a break from it if you like," said Laura. Paul went into his room and picked up his phone. He pulled the charger out and switched it on. If anyone would call, he wanted to be there when it happened. He had barely been reading through an essay when it rang. He didn't recognise the number at first, but the voice gave it away. "Hi Paul, or do you want to be called Paula?" asked Alicia. "Seeing how I'm dressed, the latter please," said Paul. "You haven't arranged a date with Kelly already?" "No, not yet. I just wanted to talk, see how you are," she replied. "Oh fine, just sore up top. Bruised myself in PE. Stings like hell," said Paul. "Oooh, be careful. So, what're you doing?" "Just reading an essay, revision, you know the drill," said Paul. "Doing a bit myself. Got the mocks in June," said Alicia. "I was wondering, I know you're in year 10, but would you be interested in a shopping spree with Linda, Kelly and myself?" "Would I? You know I would. I supppose you're planning on sometime next month, getting your ears pierced and all that?" said Alicia. "We could arrange another in July. You could have them pierced for the summer," suggested Paul. "That would be ideal. Don't cancel your one next month on my part though. But once you've been shopping for clothes, you'll be hooked." "I have been shopping actually. It is fun, seeing that girls have endless variety. Still have my boy side too, and I'm glad about it. Not sure what Kevin will think on Sunday if I'm wearing a short skirt instead of trousers," said Paul. "Whats happening Sunday?" asked Alicia. "Formula 1. Kevin comes round to watch it with me. He has been my mate since primary school and I want that to continue," explained Paul. "And you're worried about how he'll react to seeing you wearing make-up and girls clothing?" said Alicia. "Yes. My parents are just getting used to it, my sister, whom I used to argue with a lot, is now my best friend. I absolutely get on well with her now," said Paul. "I say, if you ever want to visit, you're welcome." "I would be delighted to," said Alicia. "But we'd probably have to hang out in my sister's room. My room is still a boys room. I want to add a few girly touches to it, but it's going to be a mix of the two," said Paul. "I don't suppose your sister would mind. But as for your room, have it your way," said Alicia. "But anyhow, must go. Remember Paula, you can visit us any time, not just to meet up with Kelly." "Ok, bye now," said Paul. "Bye, see you tomorrow." Paul put down the phone, keeping it on in case Kelly phoned. He looked at his room, seeing the one wall covered in shelves, filled with model cars. The other walls were lined with autographed photos, dotted here and there. He wondered if the room could be made more girlier without ruining the current design. * * * Paul found out that his breasts were going to sting for a while. Through the night, he slept on his side at best, making sure the nipples avoided making contact with the mattress. He dreaded putting on the sports bra the next morning. When he woke up, he put more cream on the bruises, before putting on the sports bra and slipping in some cotton wool. It was uncomfortable, but not much more than he had been used to. He continued to put on his uniform and headed downstairs. "How are your breasts?" asked Laura, as he sat down to eat his cornflakes. "Still sore. Put some more cream on, but I wish I didn't have to wear this sports bra," he said. He knew Laura's response before she said it. "But you can't go around school with breasts showing," she said. "The bruising should be gone before the end of the week." He headed out for school as usual and met Kelly in the usual spot. It appeared that her affection for her parents was still strained. "They won't listen. They are so determined to change me," she said "I really do want to elope with you." "I would, but I think our parents would like us to finish school first. Just a bummer that its still a few weeks away yet," said Paul. "Well, my dad has other things on his mind. He fears he'll lose his job," said Kelly. "His company is in financial trouble and they want to save money." "Has he got another job planned, if it comes to the worst?" asked Paul. He didn't like Kelly's dad much, due to recent events, but he didn't like this news either. "I don't know. He's worked for this company since before I was born," said Kelly. "He enjoys the job. By the way, how's your chest?" "Sore, and will be for a while," said Paul. "Better be heading for class." They kissed and headed inside. The day went without incident, though Paul was keen not to lean on his desk too much during lessons. "Alicia and her parents are meeting mine," said Mike, one lesson. "Wow, you must be back in her good books," said Paul. "Well, after meeting her parents at the weekend, mine decided we should get together," said Mike. "Lets hope your parents don't bring a photo of the Pope with them." "What you mean?" said Mike. "Catholics only marry their own, from what I've heard. I'm not sure if Alicia will want to become Catholic. After all, her views are more open," said Paul. "Does that threaten our relationship?" asked Mike. "Just go ahead with it, say nothing," said Paul. "I've got enough problems with Kelly's parents." "I'll talk to her in private," said Mike. At dinner, Kevin became the latest to ask Paul about his bruised chest. "Its ok. Just hope no more dodge ball," said Paul. "If we have football, try to avoid playing goalie," said Kevin. "Will do," said Paul. The day ended with a boring history lesson. "Why the hell did I choose this subject?" groaned Mike. "You wanted to be in the same classes as me," said Paul. "You should have chosen geography." "But you have that subject?" asked Mike. "It came up twice on the options sheet. I'm interested in both, so seeing the opportunity to do both, I took it," said Paul. "But why do they have to do politics?" asked Mike. "What about the interesting stuff, like warfare and torture chambers?" "I have to agree with you there," said Paul. "Oh, there goes the bell. Finished at last." Paul met with Kelly outside and they made their way home as normal. "I was on the phone to Alicia last night," he said to her. "I asked her if she wanted to go on a shopping spree with us." "What did she say?" asked Kelly. "Well, she would once the summer holidays were here. Shame she is still in year 10," said Paul. "I would certainly go shopping with you, but with my parents as they are, I'm no longer permitted to visit you," she replied glumly. "Which makes the arrangements with Alicia all the more important," he added. "And makes moments like this important too," she replied. She pulled him close and kissed him deeply, their tongues entwined. "I want to be your wife, no questions," she said. "And I want to be your wife too," said Paul. They kissed again before heading home. When Paul arrived home, his dad took him to one side. "Just want to tell you that I had a dream last night," he said. "You did? What about?" asked Paul. "Yes indeed. You never told me this, this morning," said Laura. "Well, I thought I'd wait till you were all gathered," said Alex. "Hold on a sec, Joanne hasn't come back from college yet," said Paul. "Ok, I'll just tell you two for now," said Alex. "It wasn't much mind you, but it was of horses running." "Ok, horses running," said Paul. "So, wild horses or racing horses?" "Racing ones I think. They all had saddles and riders," said Alex. "They're not the only ones to have riders. You sure there wasn't something else?" asked Laura. "I'm sure of it," said Dad. "I suppose more will follow." "Any how, I'm off to put on a skirt," said Paul. "Plus my babies need a breather." "You haven't had any problems with them?" asked Laura. "Just sore. I'll see if the bruising has gone down," he said. Laura arrived in his room to check on him. He didn't hesitate to show her. "Well, the bruising has come out. Thats good," she said upon looking at them. "Still a little purple," said Paul. "Well, they're going to be. But nothing to worry about. The soreness should pass by tomorrow," said Laura. He put some more cream on and then put on his normal bra. One girl's t- shirt, skirt and tights later and he was feeling better. * * * "I told Alicia over the phone last night that she would be welcome to visit here," said Paul during dinner. "Sure, why not. Pity about Kelly, but with her parents attitudes, nothing we can do," said Laura. "But how will things work out?" said Joanne. "You said they would." "I don't know," said Paul. "Maybe Kelly will sort something out. At least I can spend time with her at Alicia's" "Thats something I would like to ask you," said Laura. "You've got Kevin around this weekend again. Do you prefer the company of boys or girls now?" Paul thought for a second. It was a valid question. He had certainly taken a key interest in clothes, make-up and hair in recent weeks. Hanging out with girls now seemed a natural thing to do, but he still valued his long friendship with Kevin. "Well?" asked Laura when an answer wasn't immediate. "I suppose girls now. But I've known Kevin for so long, he's like a brother to me," said Paul. "I suppose I have to stop hanging out with him?" "You don't need to do that," said Laura "Its just that he won't like hanging out with girls, well, Linda being the exception," said Paul. "He needs to see you as a girl. This Sunday, I suggest you dress as a girl," said Laura. "Ok, I will," said Paul. "I suppose the sooner he sees me as a girl, the better." "Better tell him first though," said Alex. "It will be a shock to him." After dinner, Paul checked to see if he had had any calls on his mobile. None. "Kevin is still fun to have round," he thought to himself. "But I now like being a girl too." He walked around his room as he did so. "I still enjoy motorsports. I watched that DVD whilst wearing a skirt, so I'm not too girly." "But I do have a girly side, and I love it!" His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden growling in his stomach region. It didn't feel like the "I'm hungry" style growling either. "The changes!" he thought. "Wonder what it is this time?" He clutched at his midriff as it became slightly uncomfortable. He was just getting over it when his phone rang. He answered it, to find it was Alicia. "Hi. Looking for a quick chat again?" he asked. "Maybe," she replied. "But would you like to come round on Saturday?" "Sure. Glad you chose Saturday, I'm busy Sunday," he replied. "I didn't. Kelly chose it. All I need you to do is come round before she does again." "Ok, just tell me when," said Paul. "Well, Kelly is due around noon so get here about 11:00am. Anyhow, how are you?" "Not bad. Did Mike mention anything to you?" said Paul. "What about? You mean his parents being Catholic?" asked Alicia. "I told him my parents are Christian but not Catholic. I know, if I'm to marry him, I must swear alligence to the Pope." "So, does that hinder things?" asked Paul. "Early days. I suppose the sticking points being that my parents are not anti-gay and all that, but I think it might work out." "So much for a religion that preaches equality," said Paul. "So, I'll see you Saturday then?" "See you tomorrow first, then Friday," she chuckled. "Ok, I get the idea. Bye then." "Bye," said Alicia. Paul went downstairs to tell his parents about Saturday. "Oh, we were thinking of getting you some more clothes then. Will have to be tomorrow, not missing another Friday eat out," said Laura. "Ok, can I be Paula on Friday night?" asked Paul. "If you wish. I'll get you something to wear, make you look like a young woman." Paul smiled brightly and went back upstairs. "No doubt about it. He is starting to think like a girl," said Laura. Alex and Joanne heartily agreed. * * * Thursday came and Paul's bruises were feeling better, just sore when he touched them. Of the things he had to do today, it was telling Kevin about how he would be watching the F1 with a girl, that was on his mind the most. Kelly was still sore with her parents over the way they had turned on Paul. She had persuaded them to let her spend time at Alicia's house however. So far, they had not suspected that Paul would be meeting her there. She awaited him as usual by the bike shed, though it had now been a while since he had last ridden his bike. He had gotten used to his shorter height too. No one had really noticed, much to his surprise. "Morning," he said to her. "Morning sweetheart," she smiled. "I gather you had a call from Alicia yesterday." "Yes, and I can go," said Paul, kissing her. "I thought you might. I knew Sunday was out," she smiled. "Got to talk to Kevin about that," said Paul. "Mom suggested I introduce him to Paula." "Ok, I suppose sooner rather than later is better," said Kelly. During lessons, Mike decided to bring up his relationship with Alicia. "Alicia is still ok about seeing my parents," he said. "Is she?" said Paul, deciding to act ignorant. "Is she ok with worshiping the Pope." "We don't worship him," said Mike. "He's just the most important man on the planet." "Oh, I see," said Paul. "You don't like Catholics, do you?" asked Mike. "Not one, so I'm already a bad egg in their eyes," said Paul. "Subject closed." "Well, my parents and hers are meeting up Friday night. Hope we can put differences aside," said Mike. Dinner provided the best opportunity to tell Kevin about Sunday, but Paul felt he needed to get Kevin alone, or at least away from Mike. "I hear you're having dinner on Friday?" he asked Alicia. "With Mike? Yes. Did he tell you?" she replied. "Yes, hope things work out," said Paul. The subject of meeting at Alicia's on Saturday was kept quiet, however. "Kevin, I'd like a word, in private," said Paul after dinner. He had stayed back until Mike had finished his dinner and left. "Sure. What about?" asked Kevin. "I'm spending all my time at home now, in girls clothes," whispered Paul. "Ok, so let me see, you'll be wearing girls clothes on Sunday when we watch the race?" "Yes," said Paul. "I just didn't want you turning up and getting a bit freaked out." "To see you in girls clothes couldn't be anything else. But as long as you don't try to dress me up, I won't freak, ok?" said Kevin. "You're a mate," said Paul. "No sleepover either. The race is on in the afternoon," said Paul. With a late night shopping trip to look forward to again, Paul was keen to get home just to get ready. "I think you're understanding how us girls think now," said Kelly. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Well, you're going shopping. No biggy. But you want to get home and get ready," she said. "I do need to put my other clothes on," he said in defense. "And your make-up, brush your hair. And didn't you say your sister spends too long in the bathroom each morning?" Paul looked at her and realised she had a point. She wasn't cross however, she just smiled broadly. "You're not mad, just acting naturally, for a girl. We always want to look good in public," she added. "I'm just concerned in looking good for you," he replied. "Always thoughtful. How kind," she purred. "But you always look good for me. Though your looks are improving." "In what ways?" he asked, though he knew the answers. "Well, your hair is getting longer. Your breasts are getting bigger and you've got one nice bum," she smiled. "What about my legs?" he asked. "Too hairy," she smiled. "Have a good time." She kissed him goodbye and was off. Paul headed home, eager to get his too small sports bra off. * * * "You needn't have hurried back," said Laura, looking at her watch. "Joanne isn't back yet." "But I just wanted to get ready," said Paul. "I suppose I'm acting like a girl already." "You suppose?" said Laura. "Is it ok to have a shower?" he called from the top of the stairs. "If you don't take too long," she replied. Joanne arrived 15 minutes later, by which time, Paul had just finished his shower. "Having a shower and getting dolled up, just to go shopping!" she said when Laura explained Paul's eagerness. "Wait here." She went upstairs and knocked on the bathroom door. "Come on out, you've been in there too long!" she cried. "I'm just drying off. I'll be out in a sec," he replied. She smiled at him when he finally exited with a towel wrapped round him. "Oh, how the tables have turned!" she said. "You had to bring that up," he replied. "So, girls do need that extra time in the bathroom, so what?" "So nothing," said Joanne. "But I'm still going to make you wait in the mornings!" She went into the bathroom giggling. "So what?" said Paul, going to his parents room to find the hair dryer. "Makes a change for you to wait." After drying his hair, he went to his room to get dressed. He looked in his mirror as he was applying some lipstick and he became aware that his face was starting to change. The differences were subtle, so much that once he had finished putting his lipstick on, he found an old photo of himself and compared it to his reflection. "My face has changed. My eyebrows are less bushy and my lips do look fuller," he said to himself. The realisation that his face was becoming more feminine brought about mixed emotions in him. He was now keen to finish the changes and become the girl he had met so often in his dreams, but on the other hand, he now faced looking like a very effeminate boy at school. And he knew there were bullies who would love to put him down for it. "It would be easier for me to go to school as a girl now," he thought. "If that could happen, that is." He went downstairs with the photo in hand and showed it to his parents. "You're right, your face has changed. For the better, it would seem," said Laura. "But I know, you need to be a boy for school." "Yes son, you do look better as a girl now," said Alex. "I think the finishing line is nearly here," said Paul. "Well, lets hope so," said Laura. "Joanne, you nearly ready?!" "Coming!" said Joanne from upstairs. "Don't forget your handbag Paula," said Laura. They headed for the shopping centre on the outskirts again, and once more, Paula's wardrobe was to be the main beneficiary. "I'd like a few more headbands please," said Paul. "They help make my hair look feminine." "Of course, get a few in different colours, to coordinate with your clothes," said Laura. "Thanks. I suppose theres a few things I need," replied Paul. "Yes, but whereas your needs are endless, our money supply isn't," said Alex. "Anyway, we were just here to get you a dress for tomorrow night," said Laura. They headed for the clothes shop where they had met Jill. However, as they were not after underwear, they never met her. Alex decided to spend some time looking at shops more to his liking. "I think I can judge your size just by looking at you now," said Laura. "Any dresses you like?" "What about a black one?" said Paul. "Good choice," said Joanne. "A must need for any wardrobe." "But not too short," said Laura. "You don't want getting picked up." "Only unless that person is blonde and called Kelly Walker," said Paul. "She can pick me up any time." Paul settled on a knee length black dress that didn't disclose too much up top either. Mom led him to the fitting room to try it on. Joanne waited impatiently to see the result. She wasn't disappointed. "Wow sis, you look great," said Joanne. "Ok, I need to get something, because my younger sister is going to outshine me." "You've already lost sis," said Paul. "I'm the sexiest girl in the house." "Are you now?" asked Laura. "What about me?" "Sorry mom, this is sisters at war, and I haven't lost yet," said Joanne. "Ok, Paul come and take it off. Joanne, I thought you were at peace now?" said Laura. "We are. Nothing wrong in a bit of sibling rivalry," said Joanne. Before they left the store, they went to the shoe department. Paul was unsure about heels, even though his school shoes effectively were "high heels". Laura thought he needed a pair to go with the new dress. One pair of black pumps later and they were heading for the chemist. "What now?" asked Paul. "You'll see," said Laura. "Cosmetics," said Paul. "I forgot." "Right, no need for demos yet," said Laura, as they passed by make-up counters. Paul was disappointed, for he would have liked to have had a demonstration. However, he noticed Joanne was now seated at one counter and sampling some new foundation. "Oh, leave her," said Laura. "I'm here to sort you out." She found what she was looking for: nail extension packs. "We can put them on tomorrow night. Joanne has some solvent to remove them with," said Laura. "Thanks mom! Kelly and the others will be jealous if they saw me now," said Paul. "Ok, just need to get you a new lipstick and matching polish." They headed back to the make-up department and found the lipsticks and polish. "Never try them on your lips. Always on the back of your hand," said Laura to Paul. "A nice dark red should do." She picked a demo lipstick and put some on Paul's hand. "Perfect. Now just find the same colour polish and we're done." "Kelly will be oh so jealous!" said Paul, as he watched Laura pay for the items. "I think she will. I should imagine she wouldn't be able to keep her hands off you," said Laura. "Suits me fine," smiled Paul. "Ok, lets drag Joanne away from that counter, find dad and get something to eat, shall we?" "Fine by me," said Paul.