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Robin Moves Uptown By Robin Young My name is Robin and for the last three years I have managed a full service boutique in Houston, Texas. The mother (Susan) of a friend (Rene') is the primary owner of the establishment, but has given me a 25% ownership of the business as part of my three year compensation plan. Susan is well fixed financially. Since I've known her she has sold her stock in the beauty school where I met her (for a nice sum of money), received a Life Insurance payment after her mother's only sibling died (She wasn't close to her aunt, but as she was the sole CLuseo family member left she was the beneficiary) and then she sold the stock left by her father. There was one more in the Clueso line of women.... and that was her son/daughter, Rene'. I'll have to give you more on Rene' another time. I met Rene' during an important time in each of our lives... and I think...influenced one another to be true to the person we felt we were. Susan continued to run the school for the year after the sale. At midyear she received the Life Insurance and decided to liquidate the old and start anew. She sold the stock and took 6 months to travel in Europe (returning after three). She came back early because she said she was lonesome for Rene', but there is more to Susan than first meets the eye. I will get into detail about that another time. Our three year anniversary was in June and we celebrated with Champagne. After dinner, Susan presented me with the stock in the boutique that I had been promised and I felt like my own woman for the first time in my life.....Not bad for someone who started off a boy. Susan was anxious to jump into another business venture and after several brain storming sessions we decided to expand our company which we called 2GIRLS after the boutique. The new enterprise would consist of the boutique...expanded in size and scope and relocated to a fashionable district, and a full service salon and beauty boutique. Since Susan still had 2 years on her non-compete clause with the school, I would have controlling interest in the salon and be responsible for the management. Susan would take over managing the new and improved dress boutique and expanded the products to include shoes and Jewelry in addition to the women's fashions and lingerie lines we already carried. I would tutor Susan on what I had learned in my three years and we got together several afternoons a week to discuss business and answer questions from one another. Susan's expertise was in beauty and beauty products and she tutored me on the business side of the venture. I was also responsible for the four stylist, two nail techs and of course the shampoo girl and two other helpers in training. After 3 months a good routine developed and business really took off for us. Situated side by side our two businesses became a second home to me and my social life was centered on my sister Vivian, my employees and our clients....I guess it wasn't much of a social life. The expansion included a move to a more established area of the city....by that I mean there was money everywhere. The idea, Susan said was to not overwork or over hire. We could make a very good living with affluent clientele and in an environment that was pleasing to be a part of. She was right....life was good....'just got to get a social life', I thought. One Friday afternoon called me on my cell and asked me to come over to discuss something. I agreed and walked next door. "So? What's up?" I asked. "Sit down Robin. I have a favor and a proposition for you. An opportunity has presented itself and I have decided for my part, I want to accept it." "So? What's the opportunity?" I asked. "A client, Mrs. Rosewood came to see me today. I think you know who she is...your stylist Tara does her hair...you know the one. Lots of jewelry, red nails and lipstick....very prissy." "I know Mrs. Rosewood....what about her?" I asked, wondering where this was going. "She is a widow, I think it's been 13 years now....anyway, she has a fifteen year old Stepson, Kyle." "Yes...and?" I asked. Mrs. Rosewood...Vera asked knows of my experience with feminine men and boys and she said she had a problem she needed help with. Well of course I was curious and so we met for lunch today. She told me that she had learned that her stepson was wearing her things in secret." "How does she know?" I asked. "She said she has suspected something was up over the last year....a night gown that was left on the bed was now on the chair. Her makeup moved around....That sort of thing." "That doesn't mean he's wearing the stuff...I mean it's not that unusual for boys that age to be interested in knowing more about females....the hormones are kicking in after all." "Yes, but Vera said that recently she found his 'discharge' in her panties. She said she lives alone except for him and has not had a male in her bedroom in years. One night, after a bath she took panties from her drawer and as she opened them to step in something white caught her eye. She looked closely and she could see they were stiff and smelled like male discharge. Someone had wiped them, but when they later dried the residue became evident." "She's sure it's him?" "She is. She even tricked him to confirm he was playing with her lipstick. She got a red like she has, but in a long lasting formula. It stains the lips really and is usually accompanied by a gloss in separate tube. She left it where he would find it and left the cap off. She was thinking that if he found it like that he would not be able to resist and try it only to find it near impossible to remove completely." "Sounds to me like she is enjoying tempting the boy?" "Maybe a little...but I think she really wants to help him....she just doesn't know how to start. So, anyway she told me that it was a Saturday afternoon and she made sure he was aware of the lipstick (he always watches her when she does her makeup....another clue). She explained to him that she was going across town to visit someone and wouldn't be back until 6 or 7 that evening. She said she would return with the pizza and she would bring his favorite. She did go across town and into a Target store and purchased a hot roller kit. She had decided that if his lips were red when she got home she would turn up the heat and embarrass him into quitting this nonsense as she put it." "Were his lips red?" I asked beginning to get aroused for some reason. "Yes!...Very!.....Vera returned around 4:30 assuming it was enough time for him to apply it. Although it is long lasting...she didn't want him to have too much time trying to remove it. She pulled into the driveway of her home and as quietly as she could she entered the house. She tip toed around the kitchen, dining and living room areas and he was nowhere to be found. She slowly walked up the stairs to where the bedrooms and a den/TV room are and listened for any sign that he was there. Quietly she moved to the TV area to see it was on....the volume low. Sitting on the floor, cross-legged and staring at the TV was Kyle. His long hair was in pigtails and he was wearing one of his mother's old sleeveless pullovers. He had his back to her and did not hear her come in. She stood silently for a moment and watched him as he listened and watched the Makeover Show that his mother had on disc. He picked up the mascara in front of him and twisted the tube and held up the wand. Slowly he looked into the hand held mirror he was holding in the other hand and applied the black kohl to his lashes. As he finished the second eye he noticed Vera move....something in the mirror caught his eye and he jumped up. He was frozen for a moment...terror in his made up eyes...It sounded like the makeover program coming from the TV speaker was blasting... 'Be sure to keep your mascara wand clean' it was saying. "As quickly as he could he covered his face and ran past Vera to the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.....leaving the Makeover show still on and some of Vera's cosmetics sitting there on the floor. Can you imagine how they must have felt?" "I believe I can," I said squirming in my chair. "Please go on...I know there is more." "You bet there is more." She waited for him to compose himself a little and then she knocked on the bathroom door. "Don't be afraid, Kylie (she calls him Kylie...is it any wonder?) It's only mother. In actuality she isn't his biological mother. His real mother died in child birth. Vera met his father about six months later and they fell in love. She's raised him as if her were her own and she is the only mother he has ever known." "Sweet! Now what happened next?" I queried. "She could hear the lavatory water running and she was sure he was trying to remove the makeup. 'Honey, that is lip stain you are wearing and it won't rub off....you have to wait for it to wear off.' 'Why did you do this to me? Cried Kylie.' 'You did it my dear...I just caught you," she countered. Soon she was consoling him and begging him to open the door. When he finally did he stood in front of her....his eyes a mess with smeared makeup and his lips looked raw from the lip stain an obvious rubbing. 'How long before it wears off?' he asked her. 'About 12 hours...come here' and she said they hugged for 10 minutes without moving. It was at this point she realized that he was rather thin for a 15 year old. He usually wore baggy clothes and she had not noticed how petite he still was. I believe she said he was 5'6" and 139 lbs. Anyway, she cleaned up the eye makeup, but leaving the mascara that was left and the smudged liner (probably waterproof) that still gave him a femme, as she put it, look to his eyes. She said she wanted to pluck a few errant eyebrow hairs that annoyed her, but she resisted. After lightly wiping away his tears she gently smoothed out his face. She said that when she looked he appeared to be an angel with his long hair and puffy cheeks....a girl angel." "So you're saying that she was thinking about making him a little more girly. Well, she isn't really his real mother. If he likes it and she doesn't hurt him...." "No, she wouldn't hurt him. She really does love him and want him to be happy. She feels she has failed in some way and she wants to get him to accept that he is a boy and act like one. That's where we come in." "Where do we come in?...How do we do that....experience as males isn't our strong suit." "What she wants to do is to embarrass him enough that he won't want to do it ever again." "Doesn't she know that won't work and could do some damage?" "I told her. She seems to be at wits end and is determined to do this. I agreed to have a shopping/dress up session with Kylie tomorrow night after the store closes. I am going to keep Lydia with me to help (Lydia is Susan's current boy/girl toy). Lydia will be thrilled to be here pretending to work as a girl and it will be good experience for her," If Vera is going to go through with this then I would like to help Kyle get through it okay....what if she took Kylie to the mall or to Wal-Mart or something." "I guess you're right, Susan. At least you can try to help him not be ashamed of who he is. But...what does that have to do with me?" "Vera wants a complete makeover....not only clothes and shoes, but hair and makeup. His hair is quite long and from what Vera says feels like silk. I told her about your salon and told her that you understood boys like Kylie and might agree to handle the beauty part of his transformation. I know you would treat him kindly? Asked Susan. "Sure, I could do that. I'll have Andie do his makeup and hair and I'll have Maria do his mani and pedi. I'll supervise and direct and might give him a message or two to help him relax. "Is he going to come to me from your shop dressed up?" I said. "It will be up to Vera whether she wants to dress him before the makeover or after. I know he will be trying everything on so he might be already dressed when you see him....which would you prefer?" asked Susan. "Surprise me. Either way it should be fun and a nice thing to do." And I meant that. So Saturday was a busy day, but as we had an appointment only policy I didn't schedule anything after 6 pm. The girls left, except for Andie and Maria. They cleaned their stations and prepared for Kylie as I slipped into the back office. I was finding myself quite aroused at the thought of what we were doing. I did so want to make the experience a positive one for Kylie. After using the private bathroom that comes with my office to relieve some tension and touch up my hair and makeup. I poofed a spritz of perfume into the air and walked under it. Ready! I walked to the front of the salon to find Andie escorting Mrs. Rosewood and Kylie into the salon....Susan was tagging along from behind. "Should you be here?" I whispered referring to the non-compete she signed with the school. "No problem, I'll tell you later," she whispered back as she moved along side me. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world...and Kylie is adorable," she added. I looked at the young boy standing in front of me. "Hi! I think we've met before, but I'm Vera Rosewood. Tara does my hair," Vera said as she stepped up to shake my hand. "Hello Vera....yes we have met before...it is so nice to see you again," I loved playing these kinds of little games. "It is nice to see you again, Robin. The reason we are here tonight is because my stepson here, Kylie is curious about what girls go through to look the way they do. I thought I would give him a firsthand experience that would cure his curiosity. I don't have any experience helping boys look like girls, but Susan has volunteered to help. She suggested that you might agree to help him look the part," I think I saw her eyes go back when she said the last part. OMG! I think she is getting aroused herself. I don't know why, but the thought of Vera getting aroused while feminizing poor Kylie was making me hot for Mrs. Rosewood....Even if she is only 35 and well built with a beautiful face...I still need to get out more. "As I was saying, Robin....I would like Kylie to get the full experience of a salon visit. Hair, Makeup, Nails...the works. Kylie has already purchased an outfit from next door from Susan. When she..er...he tried it on with the matching heels...well...it was just adorable. I can't wait for you to doll him up so he can put his new clothes on. Do you do ear piercings? I thought we might try that too," she smiled at Kylie and then at me. Kylie looked like a deer caught in the headlights. "I am sure Kylie and I will get along fine. He has nice features and beautiful hair....I'm sure we can satisfy his curiosity. Don't be nervous Kylie....we won't hurt you. This is Andie and he is going to do your hair and makeup...and this is Maria and she will do your mani and pedi. I will be here to advise and to make you as comfortable as I can...Okay?" Kylie kind of sighed and nodded. "Okay, first your hair. Andie, you take care of her hair...shampoo and condition and we'll decide if we want to color," I looked up when I called him 'her'. No one blinked....including Kylie. While Andie did his magic I offered Vera a glass of wine which she accepted. "Thank you, Robin. This has been a...(she paused)...an energy draining day. I can use the wine. Susan said she told you of my suspicions and discoveries." "Yes, she did. And Vera, I wouldn't stress over this. I promise that helping Kylie is the right thing to do. There are some men who look like women...some live like women and few know...if anyone. Kylie's fascination is probably just that. He might grow out of it as he enters into his teen years." "He's fifteen already and has almost no body hair. I saw him getting out of the bath two weeks ago and he looks very girlish. It almost looked like he had small boobies. He won't let me look." I thought back to my own experience as a fifteen year old. I decided I would try to find out more as to how Kylie felt about it all.....and if he had boobies, how did he get them? As Kylie was escorted back to Andies chair Vera spoke up. "I was thinking of a perm, but I decided that although school is out for summer starting next week...I don't want to do anything to permanent," When she said permanent I saw Kylie's eyes open wide. "I think with a little trim and a good set Kylie will have a hairdo that she will be proud to have....and one that can be made a little more butch when needed" I added and smiled at Kylie. She er...I mean He smiled back and actually looked excited. "Let me see the color," I said feeling his silky Auburn hair. "I don't think humanity can improve on your natural color...it is amazing. I think maybe some highlights...just enough to make it jump out at you...it will accentuate your natural color," I said to Kylie and his stepmother. She nodded her approval. Andie and I selected the highlights she would add to Kylies hair. Susan consulted and approved the final selection. "I think a little trim is all that will be required. Shape it up a little and let the set create the presentation. Do you agree, Kylie?" He looked up at me surprised by my question. "Um yes. Mother says you are really good at what you do...so I will trust your judgment," He spoke more like a girl than a boy...and I don't believe he was pretending. "Andie, I think something that can be set in a Bob." Vera spoke up. "Bangs...with Bangs...I think she should have bangs," That was the first time I heard Vera call Kylie by a female pronoun. "Okay, Andie....Bangs...but long enough that if not rolled can be swept to either side of her face," I looked at Kylie and I knew he had put his trust in me. While Andie did his magic, Vera, Susan and I stood outside the office in a smoking area and had a cigarette and another glass of wine Vera released the smoke through her lips in almost musical way as she looked up at the sky. The sun was setting and the darkness was approaching. "Well, what do you think about Kylie...I mean he hasn't seemed to have been troubled with all that has been happening today.....Do you think he is like those boys on TV that want to be girls." "My dear Vera...... Don't worry yourself. Kylie is having the time of his life...who wouldn't be?....being pampered like that," Said Susan. "He has appeared to be enjoying this..." After a pause she got a look in her eyes. "I shouldn't be helping him do this....I should be embarrassing him." Before we could stop her she was in the salon. We followed... prepared to try and calm and control the situation. Vera walked right up to where Kylie was sitting in the stylist chair with his hair being rolled onto large rollers (the kind you mostly only see models wearing). "My, aren't you cute...with your curlers in and Maria here doing your nails. I bet you can't wait to get under the dryer and read your Cosmo girl" referring to the magazine sitting in my lap. "Maria, Kylie here is fifteen now and I want to see what she looks like with some red polish. Something that says...'I want to be a girl'. I looked at Susan and she shrugged. "How are things coming along?" I interjected speaking to Andie. "The highlights took well. It really is going to make a nice difference. I didn't cut much...I left it long in back and on the top and sides....tapered a little. With bangs of course. Feathered so they can be presented in a little different way," Said Andie as she winked at Kylie. Susan convinced Susan to sit in the wait area while Kylie's hair was dried and her makeup done. Before walking away, Vera turned to Andie then me..."and do something with her eyebrows...PLEASE!" I consulted with Andie, being sure to include Kylie and we decided that a little plucking might not be so bad. Then Andie suggested that we wax them. That way she said...she could do it so that she didn't remove much if any of her brow hair...but where she waxed the skin would shine and look silky...convincing Vera that they had done more than they actually had. I let Andie have his fun and I joined Vera and Susan. "Vera, I didn't mean to interfere in your family affairs, but there is something about me that you do not know. I am taking you into my confidence and trust you will keep my secret...the same as I am keeping yours," I looked into her eyes. "I was once like Kylie....a boy who felt like a girl. I meant what I said about it being a phase he is going through, but maybe not either. In my case my body decided to head toward femininity around his age. Although, I do admit I had become to feel like I was a girl before that. I don't know when I realized it, but I can't remember anything before feeling that way. Vera, I hope you don't feel deceived. I felt that I had exactly the understanding that was required and only bring up my gender because I don't want Kylie or you to regret his discovery....whatever it is." Susan was watching as Vera stood up. "I am not sure I believe you were ever a male...it isn't possible." "I still am," I said nonchalantly. Susan stepped in and suggested we check on Kylie's progress. She was out from under the dryer and her red nails were glistening like they were still wet. Eyebrows done as they had planned...shadows subtle both in color and application...beige and browns. Liquid eyeliner over her upper lashes extended slightly past her lash line. Mascara generously applied to long curled lashes. The lower eyes were lined inside the lash and then a smudged line was applied from the middle to the corner of eye where it met the upper lash line. It was very fine at the center and graduated to a somewhat dramatic look at the corner. As took in the whole face is was impressed with the airbrushed on foundation. Andie really is an artist. Kylie's skin was absolutely flawless and looked very natural. His chubby cheeks had been transformed into a commercial for blush. Fun pink with a little rose contouring bringing out the apples of his cheeks. His naturally full lips had a little pout to them. Andie followed Vera's instructions and painted them the same red as his nails. The overall effect was quite fetching. From the neck up he looked like a young high school girl getting dressed up for a dance. "You've done a wonderful job on my young stepdaughter...she looks like she is getting ready for a date," Said Vera as Kylie kind of cringed. "What about the ears...did you pierce her ears yet?" Asked Vera. I looked at Kylie and she looked at me and nodded. "Not yet Vera...Andie, why don't you find some cute studs for Kylie and pierce her ears." I cornered Vera while Kylie had her ears pierced. "Now Vera...I know that you are having a hard time understanding what is happening, but you have to go slow. Kylie isn't doing anything illegal or harmful in a physical way....he's not taking drugs and he's not in a gang. Try to be patient and understanding," We continued to speak until Susan and Kylie met us in the front. "Kylie, you look amazing darling. So feminine and your hair is to die for...Andie did a wonderful job on you. Your nails are so mature looking...you might be able to pass for eighteen," His eyes brightened and he looked relieved in a way. "Okay, there is a dressing room in the back, come with me Kylie and I will show you...," I turned to Vera..."Hand me her clothes please....I'm going to help her dress. I took the bags and led Kylie to the back room. Now don't worry Kylie. I will help you to look like the girl you want to be. No one will make fun of you. Vera loves you...she is just worried and doesn't understand. I think I do," she looked at me with her big green eyes. "Take off your clothes so we can get you dressed." She looked at me again but with apprehension....she didn't move and I knew she was embarrassed to undress in front of me. I softly said that if she was shy then she could stand behind my desk to pull down her pants. Still she didn't budge an inch. "If I am going to help you then you must cooperate! Do you understand what I'm saying?" I raised my voice and spoke with authority. Kylie didn't say a word, but immediately undid his belt buckle then unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. Letting them fall to the floor he looked up at me. I kind of expected that he might be frightened or intimidated, but I swear the look in his eyes said 'let's play'. I looked at his groin area and he was already wearing a cute pair of pink panties with lace along the front.....'maybe that's the reason he was reluctant to remove his trousers' I thought to myself. "Kylie, you really do have pretty legs....do you shave them? It looks like they are hairless. And those panties are cute...I just love the lace trim," I looked into his eyes as I presented him with the compliments. "Mother shaved them for me last night when I was bathing. She did my underarms, too," Kylie spoke up. "She said I must learn all the things girls have to do that boys don't so I will see how lucky I really am to be a boy." "It certainly does take considerable effort to look beautiful and feminine, but I for one find it more of pleasure than a chore while performing my beauty rituals. How about you?" I asked. He obviously didn't know how to respond and he just smiled (enjoying being included in a girly discussion). "Finish taking off your socks and then take off that awful t-shirt.....here let me help you pull it over your hairdo....we don't want to mess up Andie's hard work....No, don't worry...he cut it and styled it in an easy to keep up style. Right now your bangs have been rolled and set so that they go from almost mid way to your crown down to your brows....the extra height keeps them from covering you eyes....but when you don't want bangs you can forget the height in front and brush them to the side for an almost boyish look." "But what if I need to look like a boy...not almost a boy?" He asked nervously. "Let's be honest sweetheart, it would difficult for you to pass as a 100% boy even with a crew cut. That's nothing to be ashamed of...it is who you were born as. Now let me see you with your hands by your side." As he slowly removed his hands and arms from where they were covering his breast area the cutest little boobies appeared. I was a little surprised...no one said anything about breast development. "Has your mother been giving you any supplements to help keep your skin nice and blemish free?" I asked him. "No, Miss Robin.... I just take my regular vitamins and stuff," He answered. "Well, I must say you are developing a nice little bosom. What do you think accounts for that?" I asked him. "I used to be really heavy....fat really. The kids all called me names and that just made me eat more....Mother took me to a nutritionist who put me on a strict regime of diet and exercise. That was about 8 months ago. When I started I was 5'6" and 185 lbs. I have lost nearly fifty pounds and after I lost the weight my breasts stayed kind of big. The skin on my neck was a problem to as was a couple of other places...but there were exercises that really helped a lot." "You did a good job reducing and toning, but what happened with your boobies?...Wasn't there an exercise to help with them?" I asked. "Yes, the nutritionist gave me some things to try and they did firm up the muscles underneath the flab, but I'm still kind of big....It's almost like the exercises made them look more girly." "Isn't that what you like?" I asked. "I guess so. Mother made me promise to be honest with you, but it isn't easy to talk about some things," He blushed when he said that. "I know honey. Don't you worry....everything works out in the long run. Here is my business card...I have written my cell number on the back. If you ever want to talk to someone about all this you can call me. Really, I know a lot about what you are going through and if I can help you to feel better about yourself I will," she didn't seem to be all that impressed with my kindness and understanding....I think she may have like the bossy me more. "Now let's see what is in the bag. Oh....this is a cute little bra...did you pick it out? I see it is padded a little. With your natural A cups the bra's padding I would get you will top out a small B cup....perfect for a girl your age. Let me help you....Oh I see you don't need much help. Yes, that bra fits you perfect....Miss Susan knows her bras. Now you look like a big girl with the beginning of a big girl bosom," His blush continued unabated. "Okay, I see they have a dress in here on the hangers inside the clothes bag. I thought you would have a skirt and blouse for some reason. It is very pretty and I like that shade of pink. I hope it doesn't clash with your red lips and nails." I instructed Kylie on the proper way to put on pantyhose and as he tugged them up over his mid section I took a shoebox from the bags. "Let me help you with your dress. Just step into it then I'll help you pull it up over your breasts.....there....now let me zip the back for you," As I finished I smoothed out the dress all around...as I passed my hands over his breasts I felt him shiver. Now the shoes....I opened the box to find a pair of black pumps with a 3" heel. I wondered if he could manage the thin heels while walking in the rather tight knee length pink dress. I handed him the shoes and instructed him to put them on his feet. He sat demurely (I could see the female in him coming out as he donned each new piece of feminine finery. His motions when putting on the heels was distinctly feminine and graceful. "You do that very well," I said as he put his second shod foot onto the floor. "Now stand up and let me see you walk across my office. Come on...don't hold back...I know those heels make your hips want to swing...let them do their thing. No, sweetie....it isn't too much. Yes! Yes!" I applauded as he made a turn and faced me....posed like a model with one foot in front of the other. From the top of his pretty head of hair, feminine facial features accented with makeup down over the figure hugging pink sleeveless dress that seemed better suited for Secretarial duties and the black stilettos which adorned his small feet he was a picture perfect girl. "You are truly scrumptious!" I said. He beamed with pride....and for the first time since we met he seemed confident and self assured in the way he carried himself. "Let's step out into the salon and let the other girls get a look," I said taking his hand and leading him out to face his stepmother and Susan. His hands were small and his red nails felt smooth and silky in my hands. As we entered the salon floor I let him step ahead of me so the two women could get the full effect of his transformation. As he stepped along in front of me I noticed that his exercise regime has also left him with a taught, but ample tush which wiggled a little as he pranced like a pro in his heels. As we came into view, Susan and Vera stood up in the waiting area at the front of the salon. Vera's eyes were glued to Kylie and Susan's eyes were glued to Vera. 'Hmmm! I wonder what Susan has cooking up in her pretty head?' I thought to myself. As Vera and Susan approached the young boy I saw his eyes wonder to the mirrors which surrounded that whole area of the salon. He kept glancing around looking at himself from different angles. Susan spoke up first. "Kylie, darling....you are just beautiful. That dress suits you to a T. You look old enough to work in my dress shop as a salesgirl." Vera still had not broken her gaze at Kylie. "Well, well, well! Isn't my little sissy stepdaughter just the cutest....did you show your cute panties and bra to Robin?" Vera teased. "Yes, and she likes them very much," Answered a defiant Kylie. "I hope you are ready for your public debut, sweetie....I'm taking you out to eat at the Angus Steakhouse....mother and daughter," Vera taunted. "Can Miss Robin and Miss Susan come with us, Mommy? Pretty please?" Vera was caught off guard...she hadn't expected him to react as he did. Again, I think she was trying to embarrass him to the point where he would break down and ask to dress in his own clothes again. He didn't. Susan stepped in. "I have a better idea. There is a little Italian Restaurant two blocks from here...they have excellent food and the service is great. The lighting inside is a bit darkish, but it makes it that much more romantic," she looked at Kylie..."All girls like romance," she said to him almost ignoring Vera. "The four of us can have a nice dinner and share some girl talk," How does that sound to you Kylie?" I asked. He smiled and nodded yes. It was settled and Vera was kind of swept along unable to steer the activities. We had a great time and the food was great. After dinner Susan suggested that Vera and Kylie take a night off from one another to ease the tension. She also suggested (she had already spoken to me about it) that Kylie spend the night at my house and Vera could stay at Susan's. She could answer questions that Vera might have. Reluctantly, Vera agreed...to Kylie's delight. We left the restaurant and headed out...Kylie and me in my car and Susan and Vera in Vera's. I suspected that Susan was intending to introduce Vera to a different kind of romance...one in which boys are not required. I looked at Kylie as we approached my driveway....He was too cute for words. Sitting in the passenger seat with his dress pulled down to his knees, pretty hands resting in his lap with red nails glistening. The bra he wore helped emphasized his feminine silhouette as the street light reflected off of the image of a teenage girl all dressed and made up. That night and the next day I tutored Kylie in being feminine....how to sit, how to pick up something from the floor with knees together bending at the knee instead of waist. I loaned him a nightie to sleep in and I thought he would kiss me when I handed it to him. I can't say I wasn't thinking of kissing him, too. However, good sense and what was right overtook my passion and I kissed him on the cheek as I tucked him in and went to my bedroom, As the two bedrooms are next to one another and I had left both doors ajar, I could hear him masturbating in his room as I lay in my bed with my vibrator firmly seated in my sissy hole. I returned Kylie to Vera on Sunday afternoon. She was waiting at the door when we arrived and I thought I noticed a different vibe coming from her. Her eyes brightened when she saw Kylie and welcomed him home with open arms. Kylie hugged her tight and I hoped that maybe they had started on a positive road to discovery. Later I spoke with Susan and she said that Vera had broken down when they arrived at Susan's house the night before. She let Vera get it out of her system and then something happened. Susan was holding and comforting Vera when she looked up into Susan's eyes and then moved close enough to put her lips to Susan's lips. According to Susan, after a few minutes of petting, Vera went wild with passion and they made love as lesbians do for the next three hours. I guess the discovery had begun. We never heard from Vera or Kylie again. I was told that she decided to move to Dallas and that Kylie was in boarding school. I don't really know what happened, but I suspect that Kylie hasn't completely abandoned his love of femininity. As for Vera, who knows? She obviously had repressed sexual feelings. I can only hope that they both find what they are looking for and enjoy the rest of their lives....our lives are short enough, we shouldn't live them in the closet.