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Sue's email was giving her the details of Kathy's activity for the evening. No sooner than Sue had left, Kathy contacted Helen in Europe pretending to be Sue. She asked about the details of both the lingerie and the hot rollers. She asked if Helen still wanted them. Helen said she had not used any of those items before and would be happy to give them away. Kathy had also read Sue's emails and was able to mimic Sue's style. She told Helen that David had acted out a little in the last hour. Helen replied that she would be okay with any measures Sue deemed necessary. She still did not entirely agree with Sue's methods but Sue should feel free to use those methods. She provided a list of stores, all of them high end, where Helen had a charge account. Sue should not hesitate to use these places and cost was not an object. One name sounded familiar to Sue. It was Zelda's. Why did that name ring a bell? Zelda who was Zelda? A quick search listed Zelda's as women's wear and lingerie. There were several other stores but Zelda's haunted Sue. Sue was getting madder and madder. Kathy was clearly trying to take over this project and Sue had to let her know that she was to steer clear of Helen and David. She also thought Kathy was getting too aggressive in her approach. Firm but gentle was the way to go. The first thing Sue had to do was speak to Kathy. David was Sue's problem Robert was just an amusement but Sue knew she had created a problem by what she did to Robert. She was also the one who asked for help with David that evening and that gave Kathy the opportunity. David had made a threat to Kathy. He may have never intended to do harm but he did make a threat. Kathy had every right to confront and neutralize that threat. David was paying a high price for this. Sunday arrived and it was off to the gym again. Sue told David to remove the nail polish. "Has Kathy Okayed this?" "No, and I will deal with Kathy. It sounded like you wanted to do this by your note." "Let's just say that I got very strong encouragement from Kathy, very strong!" Sue guessed what had transpired. Kathy used some combination of physical force and threats to cow him into submission. Inwardly Sue was amused to think of David trembling in fear while applying bright red polish. David and Sue finished their workout. David was massively sore from the previous workout and could only spend time on the treadmill. When they returned home David showered and did his hair. Sue warned him that Ellen might come over and he needed to do a good job. Sue of course watched him carefully. She really did not care what he did with his hair. She only wanted to see him do it and let him know he was being watched. She was amazed how quick and precise he was. He did not use too much heat when making the curl and let the hair cool properly. His timing was exact. Fifteen seconds per curl in a little over five minutes he was done with the curling. He puttered around for about fifteen minutes then he combed out and shaped the curls. Perhaps it was because of Ellen or perhaps it was fear of Sue but he produced a hairstyle that was more feminine than it needed to be. Sue voiced her approval. "David your hair is lovely. You must get your hair talents from your mother. I want you to practice on my hair this afternoon. Your mother also expressed concern that curling irons tend to hurt the hair. She said there are two sets of heated rollers in the attic. She said if they are functional she wants you to start using them. If they are not she said your and her can go shopping for some when she gets back. She can train you how to use them then." David was not sure which was worse. Using the rollers or shopping with his mother and having to endure her lessons. In two days he went from a rowdy teenager who would have never dreamt of using hot rollers to now knowing he was going to have to learn them. He spent the next half-hour doing Sue's hair. He decided to take a slight revenge upon her. Turning the iron at slight angle it could produce a wave that was rather mannish. To his dismay she loved it. He had been too clever by half. When they looked into the mirror together he saw why. She had an authoritarian style and his looked too "beauty parlor". Worse yet he was the one who did both styles. He opted for the submissive girlish look and he gave her the strong look. He had put her in the tux and he had put himself in the gown. She noticed it too. David was accepting his subordinate roll and recognizing her authoritarian roll. She was relieved. David would subjugate himself just enough for Sue. She would have very little to do. Sue also realized the last forty-eight hours had been a shock for David and he was in a confused state. If she let up he could revert back. She knew it would take a while for him to accept the longevity of his status. Kathy was a makeup artist of the first degree. At her age she could hold her own with the best. She could blend base, blush, and powder with perfect skills. She could select the perfect shade of lip gloss and eye shadow. She could apply lip color with a brush and could master the art of using three types of eyeliner. Her friends sought her opinion on these matters. She applied cosmetics perfectly and was generally a makeup perfectionist. Unfortunately for her brother this was not good. Robert had spent four hours in front of a mirror he could apply base, blush, and powder flawlessly. This did not come easy. She had berated him for two hours Saturday but he finally learned to select and blend blush correctly. His gender had become irrelevant in this struggle. She was adamant he was going to learn to do it right period. He would know all the various 'looks' subtle or dramatic, daytime or evening. Robert was in mortal fear of Kathy. He was going to please her for his own sake. Like David fluffing his curls, Robert had given up any sense of masculinity. For Kathy it was not the control that motivated her. It was the cruelty that got her juices flowing. Inflicting misery on her subjects was a source of amusement to her. Perfect makeup was Important to her but the misery of Robert was a turn-on. The previous evening she went to confront David about his remarks. She found Helen's lingerie that was black and blue and presented it to David. She gave him an ultimatum. "You can put this on like a good little girl, or we can have it out right here. Give me your best punch." He opted to wear the lingerie. She immediately punched him four or five times. She told him the nail polish was his reward for not hitting her. She made him write the letter acting like he wanted what happened. Robert was now at such a state of desperation he was asking his mother for help, not with Kathy but with the makeup. His mother had watched this power play for the last two days and finally decided enough was enough. Robert had been a mean older brother to Kathy but there was a limit to her revenge. She informed Kathy that Robert's makeup was good enough. He would wear it for two hours and then it would be removed. She would need her mother's permission for anymore makeup applications. Kathy was furious. She had run roughshod over David and Robert for two days and now she was being curtailed. This resulted in a massive yelling match. For nearly twenty minutes they shouted at each other. The mother finally issued the new rules. David would have to wear a subtle base, blush and powder around the house until his housework was finished. He could apply a thin mascara and eyeliner if, and only if, "he" desired. Robert was delighted by this. Two days ago he would have killed someone for trying to get him to walk into a makeup store. Robert's mother was quite certain the housework would be completed early in the day. Kathy assured Robert he would desire to wear the additional makeup. Robert knew she was right. She was already planning to make Robert wear additional makeup. She just would not push the issue now. Kathy got her second shock of the day when she talked to Sue. Sue let her know in no uncertain terms that she was not to communicate with Helen. She was not to exercise any physical violence against David. Sue then went on to lecture her about the subtle nature of real control. She also warned Kathy of her dangerous path. "Someday your bluff will be called. The average male can hit with enough force to dislodge teeth and fracture a jaw." David had found the heated rollers in the attic. They seemed to work but Sue called Ellen to examine them on Sunday night. Ellen was more than happy to oblige. She arrived around 8 p.m. She noticed the hair immediately and was impressed. Ellen was still uncertain about David's gender after talking to Sue the previous day. Sue pointed to David's Adams apple to put Ellen at ease. She offered to show more if Ellen was interested. Ellen declined. "Wow he did this. I am impressed. You will get a license and work for me. Sue's wave with the angles is perfect. Yours is bold not fem. Hers is assertive without being butch. Good job." Ellen examined the rollers and found them acceptable. She disagreed that hot rollers were better than curling irons. Several of her female clients use heated rollers on their husbands. She found that it took these women substantially longer to train these men then it did to train them to use a curling iron. The fact that most of these men despise their hot rollers does not help. Of course the wives always like watching grumpy Jack or Pete roll their hair. Twice a year the women get to roll the men's hair. About four couples meet at one house and the women draw to see which guy's hair they get to style. Usually the four men depart with curly and very girly styles. For the males it is not fun. When your wife lets some other woman use you as a source of amusement it brings your submissive status home. You can pretend rolling your hair is for vanity. However you cannot pretend this is for vanity. Ellen spoke to the various problems including the heat myth about curling irons. "The heat myth is just that. Used properly curling irons do no more damage than hot rollers. Used improperly hot rollers can be just as damaging as curling irons. The problem is that they are both used improperly most of the time. The curling iron should be left in for about 10 or so seconds. They should then be removed and the hair left to cool for several minutes. The cooled rolls should be sprayed or misted lightly with setting lotion and then blown dried for less than a minute. Then combed or finger fluffed. Most people use the heat in too long and do not let the curls cool enough. If hot rollers are left in too long you will have the same issues with heat." As far as styling is concerned, I can curl with either. I have used hot rollers on men and women and I have used a curling iron on both. The curling iron gives more flexibility. The hot rollers are easier to use for stylists. Sally's husband uses hot rollers every day and his hair is terrific. Of course he has very little say in the matter. Sally can be very persuasive. He missed one day and the next day she set him in Velcro rollers and took him grocery shopping. After that you cannot separate him from his hot rollers. But that is Sally. You would have to be stupid to tell Sally no. If she wants you in rollers testosterone or no testosterone you're going to be using rollers. Of course Sally's hair has not seen a curl in twenty years but hubbies' hair is going to be curled daily." Sue and Ellen continued to visit for a while and opened a bottle a wine. They invited David to drink with them. He was given a glass of wine. Ellen suggested they have "hair night" for the "boys". She would come over and show everybody how to use hot rollers, curling irons, and blow dryers. Not only were the "boys" unfamiliar with these items she ventured that some of the "girls" were also unfamiliar with the new techniques. Sue agreed. She thought it would be educational. She also admitted that most women could use a little refresher on the new hair techniques. "Zelda's boy got a perm Saturday I will invite Zelda and she can bring her son." "Who is Zelda?" "Zelda and I were shall we say close friends, shall we say very close friends. We'll you know I'm bi. Anyway we parted on good terms and have remained close since then. Anyway her nephew is staying with her. His is going to college next semester and she gave him a job at her shipping warehouse. He also lives with her. His big mistake was going to a barbershop for a haircut. Zelda did not like the cut. She hauled his ass down to me to fix it. Joanne cut his hair and suggested either a shorter cut or a perm. He opted for the cut Zelda opted for the perm. Zelda won."? "Was that him I saw Saturday?" "Yes. You remember Joanne was perming him." David remembered the scary women who showed up. That must have been Zelda. My God she was a piece of work. Not bad looking but something was really scary about her. He held his tongue. If Ellen and she were lovers he better not say anything. "Does she own a clothing store?" "Not A clothing store, four of them and a mail order business. If you want sexy shit you go to Zelda. Her stuff makes Victoria's Secret look like an Amish Thrift Shop. Oh that reminds me I was telling her about David's jammies with the bustier and the satin pants. She loved that outfit. She then gave me a tutu skirt to use instead of the pants. In fact it is in the car. "David, could you get the sack in my car?" Sue saw something coming and told Davis to relax. "Ellen maybe you should get it." "Sure let me get it." Minutes later Ellen returned. She produced the skirt. It was obvious that the tutu skirt was far sexier than Sue imagined. It was jet black. It would work with the black and blue corset and the red bustier. They also found a green satin corset that would work with the tutu skirt. The tutu was not the classic ballerina tutu. It was simply a black net skirt that flared a little. It was about a foot in length. It had an elastic waistband and would go at the bottom of a corset or bustier. All of the clothing was laid on the coffee table. David was not sure what was happening. Were they going wear these outfits?" "I'll wrestle you for the green one, winner gets to wear it," Ellen challenged Sue Sue flashed a fifteen inch bicep at Ellen and asked if she was sure about her challenge.. "Ask David what can happen." "I can take care of myself. Are you game or chicken?" "Okay Ellen we go to pin or submission. Winner gets to pick who wears what." "You got it." The two faced each other and started circling each other. Ellen dove for Sue's legs. She grabbed them and upended Sue. She slipped behind her placed her in a hammer lock and rolled her on her back. The swiftness of Ellen's movement caught Sue by surprise. Sue was suddenly flat on her back with her arm trapped behind her. Sue was to prevent a pin by arching her back and rolling slightly off center. Sue shear power was able to keep her in the match. Sue slipped out of her predicament for a while. Sue's frustration was showing, not only was Ellen winning but she was doing so in front of David. Sue then made a classic mistake she let her anger get control. Ellen was again able use that against her while Sue thrashed away. The energy usage was taking a toll on Sue. Most of motions were wasted. Ellen started to giggle and taut Sue. Ellen was now playing with her. It was only a matter of time before Sue was finished. Sue could have just laid down and let herself be pinned but she had abandoned that chance. Ellen was going to finish her off. Ellen grabbed Sue from behind and forced Sue to stand.. She then placed her shoulder in the small of Sue's back and grasped Sue around the waist. She then hoisted Sue onto her shoulder she then positioned Sue in a modified "back breaker". In a few seconds Sue submitted. Ellen lowered Sue gently to the floor. Sue lay on the carpet spent. She had lost to a woman twenty pounds lighter. "I win and I get to pick the outfits. Sue you get the red bustier; I get the green corset and David you get the remaining one and the tutu skirt." "No I am not in on this. You two go ahead." "No way! You are too pretty not to play. Am I going to have to whip you too?" "Too pretty?" "Yes you are too pretty not to wear these things with us," Ellen replied. David was starting to panic. Did they want him dress in lingerie with them? "I think I will go up to bed now," David blurted out. Sue had finally caught her breath and stood up. "David stay here," She gasped. "David I will make you a deal. Boys do not wear floral print boat tops." Sue cringed she had made David wear it claiming it was gender neutral. Ellen was right it was hardly gender neutral. Boat tops were and floral prints were (for Hawaii tourists) but pastel floral boat tops were not. She just wanted him to wear it. She bought it in a woman's store. Go get your favorite t-shirt and bring it down. Seconds later David returned. Ellen beckoned him to a table. He saw the black and blue corset with the tutu skirt. "David Sue bought that top at Jeanie Ann's. Nice place but they do not sell men's clothes. So if you can take that off and put your t-shirt on before I put the corset and the tutu on you. Then you will not have to join us. However, if I get that outfit on you first then we own you. So you now are wearing girl's clothes I am giving you the chance to wear boy's clothes. However, it you can't put that t-shirt on in time you have to wear the lingerie ." David had to think about that. All he had to do was remove his top and slip on a t-shirt. Ellen put him in a corset, lace it, then put him in a tutu skirt. He finally agreed. Sue would start them when he was ready. Ellen held onto the corset. "Ready?" Sue asked. Both agreed "Go!" David grabbed his shirt and slipped it over his head. He quickly looked, grabbed his shirt and started to put it on. Only a second or two had elapsed. This was too easy for him. He looked down and discovered he was wearing the laced corset and skirt. He dropped the shirt. He was too late. Ellen was an amateur magician. She knew quick change well. She simply divided the tasks and did them efficiently. The tutu had an elastic waist and the corset had snaps. She only had to partially place the items on him. It was really quite easy for her and David never had a clue. When he was removing his shirt she flipped the skirt over his head and arms and pulled it into place. As he lifted his shirt up over his head she wrapped the corset around him. She snapped the top snap instantly then the bottom one. Mission accomplished. She only had two snaps to go when he got the shirt off. The last two were snapped in place when he picked up the shirt. She was done before he knew what had happened. She quickly moved to finish the look. She stripped his shorts to his ankles. She pushed him into a chairs removed his flip flops and slid a pair of pantyhose up his legs. In less than thirty seconds her work was done. The look was awesome a royal blue and black corset with a black tutu skirt. A slight cleavage accented the look. Ellen would eventually add some padding to push him to a B+. His resistance changed with his clothing. In a corset and tutu he was submissive and compliant. The argument was over. Sue, Ellen, and David knew it. David would not be a problem for either the rest of the evening. David I need you to get your curling iron and styling foam. It is in the white can. Could you be so kind? When he left Sue and Ellen both admitted he looked fantastic. "I meant it when I said he was too pretty. I was not joking." "Well he will not be the only one tonight. Let's get into our outfits. By the way how did you get so good at wrestling?" "I had three brothers and I dated a wrestler until I broke the code. "Broke the code?" "Girls who date wrestlers can wrestle male wrestlers for fun but they can never beat them. I pinned one once. It was not appreciated." In seconds Ellen and Sue were in their outfits. They touched up their make-up and fixed their hair. Both admitted "not bad" as they gazed into the mirror. Sue's bulky muscles even when she was not showing them off detracted from her look. She may have loved them but they were too bulky. Ellen had positioned a high-powered camera that looked like an I- phone. It could film three different ranges and had a huge field of view. Ellen then began working with David's hair. He had done a good job curling his hair earlier. She only needed to add a few curls. She used the styling foam professionally. She put a small amount in her hands and rubbed around. She then fluffed his hair into a high volume style. She used some hand molding to finish the look. A few years back Ellen was wrestling a male at a backyard gathering. She had pinned him to the ground and was sitting on his chest. He was struggling to get free. She grabbed a tube of lipstick and held it to his lips. She pushed her lips out. He followed and pushed his out to mimic her. She applied the scarlet hue to his lips. She then pulled her lips in tightly. He repeated her motions exactly. She rolled her lips to normal and again he followed. She was surprised because he was still struggling. She repeated the sequence three times and he followed perfectly. One day at her shop a young boy was protesting something. His mother beckoned him and told him he was going to wear lipstick for punishment. The obstinate ten-year-old protested even more. His mother ignored the protest, held his chin, and did the classic push-pull-smack with her lips and he followed perfectly, luckily for him the mother intentionally never touched his lips with the lipstick. Tonight Ellen produced a tube of hot pink lipstick. She held it next to David's lips. He followed her lead perfectly through the gestures. In less than three seconds his lips were done David had been entirely passive through all of this. He mistakenly thought he was controlling events. In fact Ellen had him in the palm of her hands. Ellen and Sue stood next to each other. Sue was not bad even with her muscles. David was stunning. Ellen was stunned. With only lipstick he was drop-dead gorgeous. The outfit and heals had projected his hips forward for a sexy look. Sue was also shocked David put both of them to shame. They continued to drink wine and Ellen would show David how to strut his stuff and make cute little wiggles. Ellen finally said; "let's model our outfits like the super-models." She then walked to her phone with a model's walk. David followed with the same walk. Sue did too though her walk needed some work. Ellen went to her car to retrieve some items. She produced three cardboard sheets that were two foot by three foot. They had playing card figures on them. The Jack of Spades, The Queen of Diamonds, and the nine of Clubs were the three cards. She handed a card to Sue and to David. Sue the opened her phone and pretended to setting up the camera. In fact she had been recording everything for the last twenty minutes. "We are going to play 'Three Cunt Monte'. We put the cards in front of our face to hide out gender. Then we have to guess which one of us has the cock. Then we will change outfits and try again. It will be fun." The three did just that. They went and changed. David wore the green, Ellen wore the Bustier pajamas, and Sue wore the black-and-blue outfit. David's package demanded he hide it with the tutu skirt. Sue and Ellen made sure David carried the queen card. Again they danced around mimicking a three-card Monte shift. Finally they dropped the cards and posed for a group photo. Sue clowned around and gave a one-arm bicep shot showing her "gun". The other two could not match her. Sue transferred the file to her laptop and emailed the picture to Helen. Seconds later Kathy intercepted the photo. She had essentially hacked Helen's account and was receiving and sending information in Helens name. She could intercept anything sent to Helen and intercept anything sent from Helen. She would send instructions to Sue pretending to be Helen. Kathy was furious at what she saw. There was David dressed in lingerie and makeup. His hair was perfect and Sue was obviously in charge of him. She would go over and confront them now. She knew it was early in the morning in Europe so she had to find a reason to be there. She had to pretend to have not seen the photo. She needed an excuse. She picked up the cover for her iPod. She slipped the cover in her pants pocket. She would say she left her iPod case there on Saturday. She also decided to take Robert to show him what was going on. Minutes later they left. Kathy's ruse worked just long enough for Robert and her to get in the house. Once inside she could then pursue her real purpose. She could not contain herself long once inside. Within seconds Sue and Kathy were confronting each other. This conflict had been brewing from the onset two days prior. Two people who wanted control can work as allies only so long. Sue should have realized this from the onset. Sue was normally quite controlled and calm but her patience was being tested. However the final conflict would involve of all people David. The words kept getting more heated. The upshot came when an angry Kathy decided to read a snarky limerick; "Sue knew a boy, let's be blunt. He was a bit of a runt. Then she took hold this woozy. Dressed him up like a pussy. We wonder who might have the cunt." "Shut up Kathy!" David blurted. "I am tired of listing to your shit." "David, or should I say Dee, what are saying? Are you questioning me young lady and who told you to remove your polish?" "Shut UP!" She walked over to confront him again. She was getting ready for a repeat of her previous confrontation. This would be a mistake for her. She pushed the envelope the previous evening and now she was going to the well again. He remembered what had happened the prior evening. His capitulation was a mistake. "I'm going to give you a second chance. The same one I gave you last night. If you think you can take me pussboy hit me with your best shot" Kathy had made several mistakes in the last few minutes. This was the biggest one by far. She forgot several things. First, she had used this trick before. Secondly, David did not have to use her schedule. Third, she watched David's right hand for reaction when David was left-handed. David started to move his left hand on "best" it reached nearly full speed at 'shot' and connected a fraction of a second later. The only thing Kathy had done right the entire evening was to position herself in a way to collapse into a chair rather than on the floor. David had actually surprised himself with the punch. The others stood back in surprise. No one could believe what had just happened. Robert went over grabbed Kathy's phone and erased the video from Friday. He seemed totally unconcerned about Kathy's state. She was not unconscious but heavily dazed and the world seemed a blur to her. In a few seconds she was able to recover and sat starring at the group. Pain was starting to form in her jaw. It was not broke but would be sore for a while. "You will pay for this." The others ignored her comments. She was beat and everyone knew it but her and she would soon discover that simple fact. Sue finally spoke up. "You know the show is over. You are history. The videos are now destroyed on my server and we will all deny anything you say. Robert I apologize for the other night. I did not know I would be releasing this monster. You can go back to being a boy again." Kathy was slowly beginning to realize what was happening. She was finding herself without allies. She had relied on Sue and Sue was against her. She was isolated. This was over for her for now. Robert still had her phone he removed the memory card and threw the phone back to Kathy. He also had switched her video on her laptop earlier. The current video was harmless to him. She followed Robert out of the house. Ellen, Sue, and David started to change back into normal clothing. Sue and Ellen decided to finish the wine. David helped himself to beer. Sue said nothing. "Hope my drinking does not create any problems," The sarcasm was dripping from his voice. "You seem to have had events so well under control." "David I did not mean to create her. I am sorry for what happened." "I remember Friday. I guess I misunderstood what you said when you were trying to convince her to enter the convent. Or was your goal to have her engage in social work?" "I never thought it would get out of hand." "The first half of that statement is true. You definitely did not think." His remarks stung Sue because he was right. Sue had prided herself on thinking things through and she did not. She let a remark by Robert control her emotions. Now David the slacker was letting her know about it. Sue knew she would have to work to restore herself with David. Zelda White could not believe what she was seeing. Her computer screen displayed the video of three lingerie clad women. One was absolutely fantastic. That one had the walk, the body, and general overall package to not just model for her but to model lingerie and more revealing fashions for her. This person was not only available but local as well. There was only one thing this model had that was an obstacle, a penis. Local clothing stores even those as large as Zelda's were having a terrible time finding models. All of the talented ones were either on the coast, under contract, or way too expensive. The local models association or "teamsters" as she often referred to them were expensive and sometimes unworkable. She always claimed the models took over a corrupt union and muscle organized crime out. College girls were getting less and less interested and generally it was getting harder to find people. Three years earlier a couple of European stores made the news by using male models to model women's clothing. Sue was amazed at how this could work. Could some males be that sexually neutral so as to pass for women? When she saw the pictures from Europe she was convinced. Locally a small store owner used her son with limited success. Sue decided to look for some talent as well. She has viewed numerous videos of potential models. Of the many she has viewed only a few have caught her interest at all. Many simply dressed boys as girls and videotaped them. The number of women willing to exploit their sons was totally shocking to her. Zelda had set standards before she would consider using any male. First, they had to be at least sixteen. Secondly, they had to be willing and voluntary. Finally, they would be used only for the fashion side. The exotic line would be female only. A few months earlier Zelda used two male models for a photo shoot for the online store. Two German boys were used. Supposedly, they were eighteen and seventeen. They were physically small by male standards. They could easily pass for female in the photo. No editing software was needed. A woman, named Anna claiming to be their aunt accompanied them and was essentially the "coordinator". She was a physically large women, perhaps six-foot, and somewhat stout. Zelda estimated her age somewhere between twenty and thirty. The boys did not question her authority and appeared even scared of her. She required the boys to dress as women the day prior to the shoot in order to acclimate them to their roles. She would usually take them to local salons for hair and nails. She had short cropped hair, minimal makeup, no nail polish and wore denim shirts and blue jeans. The contrast between her and the models was amazing. The shoot would last all day and would involve male and female models. Between shoots the females would lounge around in sweatshirts, shorts, or jeans. However, Anna kept the males in short red dresses and set their hair in rollers. That was unusual because they were using wigs on the shoot. However, Anna rolled their hair between shoots. When the shoot was over Zelda took Anna and the boys out for dinner. Zelda assumed the boys would have changed to male clothing. Anna made the stay in the dresses and makeup. She arranged their hair in cute girlish styles. Anna was quite clear that allowing then to be 'boys' during shoots was not a good idea. "Long pants make them a little rebellious during the day. Boys will be boys and boys do not like wearing bras. Bras and panties take the "boy" out of them and make them easier to control." Zelda was surprised at her candor. It turns out that the agencies hire Anna or similar people to be the coordinators for a number of male models. The photo shoot went fine but Zelda was uncertain about using male models Zelda's silent partner and majority shareholder viewed the latest video as well. Though there was substantial distance between them, on this issue they were in agreement. The person on that video in the black skirt had potential and would make a fantastic model. Her plan had worked. She had planted enough seeds and made enough suggestions and she was now looking at the result, a male that can easily pass for a female fashion model. She had suspected this would work for some time. When she was a hairstylist ten years earlier she gave a then six-year-old boy a Shirley Temple hairdo. Despite his boy's clothing and no makeup that boy could easily pass for female. She saw the potential years earlier. She also knew Zelda would not have parental problems with his parents either. Zelda's partner was named Helen and the potential model was her son. An hour later, Sue viewed an email on her computer. The message was from Helen instructing Sue to keep David dressed en femme and that the young girl who was there Saturday should help her with his makeup. She nearly laughed at the obvious. Syntax, language, and ip addresses pointed to huge fraud Helen read the same fraudulent letter. She assumed Sue would see through it. She then mailed Sue warning of the fraud. Helen thought David could be given a break however Ellen could still teach him about hair care. Ellen, Zelda, and Helen would be taking over David's situation. Helen laughed at the irony and delayed justice of the situation. Her son would not be the macho football player her late husband envisioned. He would be a lingerie model for his former mistress.