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It's is only Politics "Oh, oh," Gina moaned in ecstasy as Kathy grinned at her with a final thrust, pulled out of her and moved up the bed. The black plastic 'cock' at her crotch was swinging and she moved it to Gina's mouth. It went in deeper to encouraging words from Kathy. Gina took it to the base tasting her own juices. "This is a great way to start the day," Gina said, removing the dildo from her mouth and sitting up. "Do you think Mark will allocate the funds to us?" Kathy asked getting off the bed and helping Gina stand. She unbuckled the harness and laid it on the bedside table. "Oh, yes, I think so. He hasn't let us down yet. I think I know how to motivate him," Gina replied. "Yes, I know. I think you like his manly parts a little too much," Kathy sighed. "Still, he seems blind to our plans." "Don't worry, lover, once I get elected, Mark will fade into the background and out of the limelight. We won?t need him then.? Gina kissed Kathy lightly on the lips. ?We?ve got to get moving. I have several meetings today and we have a meeting at five with the Gazette, right? Can you make coffee? I?ll take a shower.? ?Yes, and we should be done by 6.00. I am meeting a contact from Lester?s PR team and will get some scoop from her. Nothing after that. You should meet Mark and secure the money as we move into the last week of the campaign. Poll numbers are looking weak. We?re at least seven points behind. You?ll probably have to spend the night with him.? Kathy watch Gina?s naked bottom disappear into the bathroom and smiled. Gina Gallagher was running for mayor of her city. She was a member of the council responsible for housing and decided that she would like to be the first female mayor of the city. At 35 years old, she would also be the youngest mayor. Kathy was her close friend, lover, campaign manager and PR agent. Since her first experiences in college, Gina had preferred sex with females. She was not opposed to sex with men in order to further her ambitions or when she had the need for hard, pounding sex. They were struggling to fight her opponent, Dick Lester, also a member of the town council, responsible for finance. He was older, more conservative and had access to more contacts and money. . The current mayor's term was up. It was a struggle with her day job as a town council member. Mark Hamilton was a successful lawyer who had won a multimillion dollar suite from an industrial company. His small practice dealt in corporate law and his services seemed to be in great demand. He had access to contacts and donors too and was happy to fund Gina. He had met her at a party some months previously. Of course, Mark knew nothing about Gina?s relationship with Kathy and enjoyed sex with Gina. They would meet several times a week for dinner and drinks. Most often this led to end in a sexual encounter. He never wondered that she wanted to return home even late at night. He knew she had a demanding job and needed a fresh start every morning. They had spent one or two weekends together. This was becoming rarer now with her job and campaign for mayor. .He liked Gina?s aggressive stance, her liberal policies and champion of women?s causes. He was putty in Gina?s hands. They had never discussed a committed relationship. Mark was happy with the encounters with Gina. The day went as planned and Gina was on her way to meet Mark when she received a call. She looked at her cell phone. Looking at her phone she saw that it was from Kathy. "Yes, Kathy. What's up?" Gina was walking fast as she was late to meet Mark. "Got to meet you now. Something has come up. Where are you?" Kathy's voice indicated something serious. "I'm meeting Mark at the Lion and I am late. What is it?" Gina was irritated by Kathy holding back. ?I?ll try not to be too late back.? "Can?t tell you on the phone. I am on my way. You'll need a large drink, as will I so order two. See you in about twenty minutes." Kathy hung up. Gina was trying to figure out what could be so urgent at 7 pm on a Tuesday night. The Lion was a bar restaurant for casual dining. It wasn?t full on this Tuesday night. Mark was well dressed in a suit and tie, clean cut and in the eye of all the ladies. Whilst he was of average height, his dapper form and quiet manner of talking, gave him great sex appeal. He was the perfect mate with a thriving law practice. He greeted Gina with a brief kiss on the lips and a hug. "The usual?" he asked looking at Gina. Her short red hair, svelte figure and fiery temper contrasted to Mark's own quiet and contemplative manner. Her strong opinions, and detailed knowledge of the local community where she was a town councilor, made her a great candidate for mayor. Mark was very supportive of Gina - personally and financially - and encouraged her to take on her older opponent. The mayor's term was up and it was now down to the last weeks before the election. "No make it a large G & T and get another for Kathy. She needed to meet urgently." Gina looked at Mark's eyebrows, raised in a question. "No, I don?t know what it is about but it sounded urgent." "No problem," Mark said as he went to the bar. His own glass of whisky was on the table. Gina looked worried and looked at her watch. Kathy would be here soon. She wondered at the urgency in Kathy's voice. She was glad that Mark had a small, quiet table. Mark returned with the two drinks just as Kathy rushed in. She hugged Gina and Mark, took the proffered glass and took two large gulps. Kathy was wired into all the local press and TV stations and was a very important asset in Gina's campaign. Gina took a sip of her drink and looked at Kathy. "What's up?" she asked directly not wasting time. Kathy looked at Gina, took another big sip of her drink. "Perhaps we should have this discussion somewhere else in private." "Kathy, there's nothing you can?t say in front of Mark. He has been donating money for the campaign and we are close as you know. Please, what is it?" "OK, here goes. Do you know a Liz Cartwright?" Kathy took another gulp of her drink. "I think we all need another round," Mark said and got up and walked away. Gina looked at him gratefully. "I don?t think so," Gina said wrinkling her brows. "Why?" "At the time, her name was Liz Browning, I think." "I knew someone with that name in college," Gina said slowly. Why?" "Well, it seems that our opponent has got in contact with her. It goes to a .. a relationship you had with her at college. Well, Liz has been talking about your passionate affair.... sorry, that is what I heard." "That was in college, and it was fun. So what?" "Dick Lester, your opponent, has learned of this and plans to highlight your moral character at the Women in Leadership meeting. That is just a few days before the election and could hurt your image. It will be a big event and all the major press, TV, bloggers etc." "Oh," is all Gina said thinking through Kathy's words. "Does Mark know about your .. your preferences?" Kathy asked quietly, touching Gina?s hand. They had been lovers for over an year and had apartments in the same building so keeping up appearances... Gina shook her head. ?Of course not. He has no idea about that part of me. I take care of him very well in bed.? She had only been with Mark for some months now but could get him to do anything she wanted. Both were busy with their careers and they kept their trysts casual but regular. Mark was not aware of Gina and Kathy?s sexual relationship. "So had your chat? Or should I go back to the bar," Mark said with a smile placing another round of drinks on the table. "It's OK, Mark. Kathy, can I have a moment?" "Certainly, I think I will step out into the smoker's corner. I need some nicotine. Be back soon." "So, what's the problem?" Mark asked taking a sip of his drink and looking calmly at Gina. "The past coming back to haunt me... Not sure if I told you but I had a few flings at college." She took a sip of her drink keeping eyes on Mark for a reaction. "You didn?t, but that's kind of expected in college. You are a hot babe and I am sure you didn?t spend evenings and weekends sitting in the library. I played some too." A flicker of a smile appeared on Gina?s face. "Good. Thanks. However, the thing is, well you know how it is... one of the flings was with another girl. It was hot and heavy for a few weeks and then I moved on. It was fun." She finished her drink in one gulp, eyes not leaving Mark's face looking for disapproval. Mark was silent. He looked at her. "Gina, I am really not bothered by it. If you had fun and were not coerced, then I am happy. Do you have any leanings in that direction now? You are a free agent and should do as you want." Mark was giving her approval to cater to her sexual preference but this would be a big issue in the campaign. "No, Mark, I hope you know that. I was then with Jack and after a long dry spell we connected. I am very happy with what I have." Gina didn?t disclose that whilst she enjoyed sex with Mark, her preference was for tender female love. She knew that this preference would hurt her in the mayoral campaign. "Absolutely. I don?t mind the past. I am more worried about you now. What's behind this sudden confession?" "It seems that Dick Lester has found out about this and is going to make a big deal of it. I see Kathy coming back. She will tell more. Thanks." Gina squeezed Mark's hand. "Nothing to thank me for. We'll talk later. Another drink?" "No thanks. Need to keep a clear head and have some food later.? "Yes, we can eat here or get a take out and go back to my place." Kathy returned and gulped down her drink. "I'm hungry too." "OK, I'll get Chinese and meet you both back at the apartment in about 30 minutes. We can talk quietly there." Mark got up and strolled out. As Mark drove up with the food, he saw Kathy and Gina waiting for him outside. Gina had a key so he was not sure of the reason. Then he observed them smoking. This was new, he had never seen Gina smoke. But he thought this was a sign of the pressure she was under. He didn?t mention anything and followed them into the apartment building with two bags of Chinese food in his hands. Mark opened a bottle of wine, spread out the containers of food and invited Gina and Kathy to sit. After their meal, anxious to get to the heart of the matter, Mark asked Kathy to "spill the beans." Kathy looked at Gina and Mark, took a sip of wine and began. ?As you both know I do have some good connections. One of them is to a girl who works as an assistant to the Dick Lester PR team. She was all hush hush about something. A few drinks later she told me, confidentially of course, that they had some interesting dirt on Gina. It goes back to her college days and her girl-girl relationship with Liz Browning. It seems Liz was pissed when Gina broke up with her for a boy. Now she has heard that Gina is running and seems to harbor a grudge. They are meeting with Liz soon to get more details and at the Women's Business event, where Gina, Dick and their partners are due to speak and socialize. Dick is going to make the statement. That is on the last Friday before the election and 3 days before the voting on Tuesday of the following week, less than two weeks from now." It was a long statement and Kathy paused to see the reaction. Gina's face was pale and she sat quietly. Mark reached out and touched her hand in a gesture of support. Gina had admitted the truth, how could she deny it? Yet, doing nothing was not an option either. "How are the poll numbers?" Mark asked Kathy. "Depends who you read but we are about seven points behind but it has fluctuated. We been as close as three and as far as twelve. Dick thinks this will be the knockout punch just before Election Day." Kathy fished some papers out of her briefcase. "What do you suggest Gina does? What reaction do you expect? This was many years ago and in college. Does it really matter now?" Matt was trying to assess the extent of the damage. "We shouldn?t open the subject before Dick, I think. Better to label it slander and desperation at the last minute. But we have to be ready with a quick response. We need to be prepared if Liz appears with Dick." "If there are inaccuracies or threats, we can go against Lester legally. But the election will be over by then. We need to find another way to respond. Can you find any dirt on Lester?" Mark was speaking slowly and using his legal mind. Gina didn?t say a word during these exchanges. "Perhaps I should just call it a day and not have you waste any more money," Gina said slowly. "I can?t lie about it but neither do I know how to fight it. If I withdraw Lester has no reason to bring up the subject." There was a moment of quiet in the room. "Gina, this is something you worked hard for. You are a better candidate for this progressive and growing city than that old fart Lester. He won?t get anything done. So I don?t think you should give up and don?t worry about the money. There is no reason to hide your past, but I know it may be a problem for some. But you know there is a growing LGBT community here that would like to see more support and I think young people have different ideas about sexuality. It may boost Lester too if not handled correctly." Mark took a sip of his wine and continued, "Kathy, please send me an email with all names, contact details and anything you can find that is relevant to Liz. Her college friends, her current family etc. Also the same goes for Dick Lester. I'll see what we can find. We still have time to figure something out." After a moment of silence Mark asked, "Has the mayor made an endorsement yet?" "No," Kathy replied. "He has two of the council, Gina and Dick Lester running and he wants to wait for the last minute. But he will be at the Women?s event and be a speaker." They finished their dinner Kathy left with a peculiar look at Gina who looked worn out. She had decided to spend the night with Mark. She kept some spare outfits here. She could go to her apartment in the morning if necessary. Gina lay passive as Mark tried to get her into a mood for sex. It wasn?t happening and they fell asleep spooning each other. They were up early and Gina left. With just about ten days to go, and a busy work schedule, she had her hands - and now her mind - full. She knew Mark was disappointed but she was really tired and not in the mood for Mark. But being with him helped. He said he would transfer the required money. Every evening was dedicated to a meeting or rally of some sort. Mark gave her the space and rarely attended her events. . Sometime that morning, Mark saw Kathy's email. She had some data and was working her contacts. There was one name that was mentioned, a Tracy Richards who was Liz Bennet's roommate. There was no contact details for her. But by going through the Internet and making some inquiries with the college Mark was able to get Tracy's contact details. This is when being a lawyer paid off and people were eager to help. He called the number he had and got a voicemail and hung up. He had his secretary then call and leave a message and asked her to call him on a private matter. His secretary left both office and cell phone numbers voicing urgency. He hoped she wasn?t on holiday. Given some of his contacts in the information business he requested as much information as possible on Dick Lester. Every bit of information would help in creating a solid rebuttal to any comments Lester might make at the event. They would have to react fast as it was just a few days before Election Day. However, with the full press and TV poised to cover the event, there would be plenty of publicity. Mark also knew that many decided on their choice for political office days before they could vote and some even inside the voting booth. He worked on his cases but couldn't get Gina's predicament out of his mind. But he was due in court the next morning and took a thick file with him as his homework. He was well into the file after dinner, a scotch on the table, when his cell phone rang. It was Tracy Richards, anxious to know what the problem was. Mark reassured her that she had done nothing wrong but that he was working with Gina Gallagher and needed her help. Tracy was the owner of a business on the other side of town and agreed to meet the next day at the end of business at a cafe not far from her business. Mark requested confidentiality and hung up. He needed to concentrate on the file in his hands. The court appearance went off well. The other side would need to produce more documents and the judge provided a date for the next proceeding a month away. Mark spend a few hours in the office and then left to meet Tracy in the bakery. He was a few minutes early. This was located in a small mall that had several small boutiques, salons, family restaurants and the small cafe. Just a few minutes after five, Tracy walked in. She was a beautiful lady, well dressed and made up, with dark blonde hair piled high on her head. She had an excellent trim figure and wore high heels. It was a salon, after all, and she had to set an example. Mark waved to her, introduced himself and offered her a coffee. She refused and sat down. "So what's the issue?" she asked quite abruptly. "I am not used to getting calls from lawyers." "Well, Tracy, you may be able to help someone I know. There is nothing legal and you haven?t done anything wrong. Please be at ease." Mark took a sip of his coffee. "Do you remember Liz Browning?" Tracy's eyes opened wide. "Liz, yes, we were roommates at college. Is she in trouble?" "No, no, not at all," Mark replied. "Do you know someone called Gina Gallagher?" "Oh, yes, I recall Gina. She and Liz were... were very friendly for a short time. Why what's the problem?" "You may not have noticed but Gina is running for mayor. So she is out there front and center and in the press and news quite often. Gina and I are friends." "Oh, lucky Gina," Tracy said with a smile. "Quite a change from when I knew her." "Yes, well, you know how things are in college. Gina did tell me about her and Liz." Mark paused for a moment gathering his thoughts. "Are you still in contact with Liz?" "Oh no, we never got on well. I was not her type - in or out of bed, if you know what I mean. I refused her advances. We haven?t kept in touch at all. Sorry, I liked Gina and didn?t understand why she.. I mean about her and Liz. I didn?t know she was running for mayor," Trace said wistfully. "Yes, I can imagine. The thing is that Liz has been making some remarks about their past that are causing Gina some problems. I thought you could give me some background as to how to deal with Liz. I can?t approach her directly." Tracy looked sadly at Mark. "Can we go somewhere else to talk? My shop is a few doors down. We can talk quietly there. I have to get back soon but have time for a quick chat." "Sure," Mark said and stood up. "Lead the way." He held the door open for her and they walked down the strip to a salon. This was hair, beauty, nails and anything else that a lady needed. Tracy unlocked the door and led him to a small office in the back. "I bought this place a couple of years ago and it is doing well. I have a lot of regular customers." Tracy led them to the back where had an office and pointed to a chair, Mark sat. "Glad to hear that," Mark said. The place looked neat and tidy and smelled of shampoo and hairspray. He was not used to this. "So, Liz was very upset when Gina dumped her. You know that Liz is a firm lesbian and had a fit that she lost Gina. I lost contact so I don?t know who Gina got involved with. I heard Liz rant and rave in the room as she took it out on a different female partner every night for some time afterwards. Sorry I have nothing to offer except bottled water." Tracy looked like she needed something stronger. "Don?t worry. Please continue." "I don?t think Liz will have changed much but she is vindictive and will make sure that she spreads the word. She was quite hurt by Gina at the time although she soon forgot her too. I am assuming that Gina was just experimenting and found a boy." Tracy looked at Mark. "I wish I could help but I can?t think of anything. Liz's sexual orientation is well known and I don?t think she will have changed. I haven?t seen her or Gina in years and don?t know how I can help." Mark looked at her. She was the only connection he had to Liz. "Look, Tracy, I really appreciate your time. The elections are soon and we have little time to fight this. It seems they will wait till the last moment to make this public and throw Gina into a downward spiral. If you think of anything, please call me at any time. You have my cell." Mark rose, shook Tracy's hand and watched her lock up and walked her to her car. Mark left Tracy and on the way back tried to reach Gina. She was unavailable. He called Kathy. She too was unavailable. This wasn?t a surprise as they were constantly together. Although he did ask Gina to call if she needed to talk, have a drink or dinner, he didn?t expect her to see him tonight. She had been with him last night and was probably exhausted. He had a burger at a fast food place and thought he needed a good shot of bourbon to cleanse out the fat. He still had some files he needed to review. The news was on and he didn?t hear about either of the two candidates on TV. It was almost 9.30 pm when his cell phone rang. Must be Gina, he thought. He was wrong. It was Tracy. She had thought about the conversation all evening and had an idea. Perhaps Gina could have another girlfriend and Mark at her side to show she was in an open and honest relationship. Mark said he would think about it and get back to Tracy. He thought for a moment. He had no idea how this might go down but they had to be ready. He called Kathy. Could he meet her tomorrow? Ideally at lunchtime. Kathy agreed but it would have to be no more than an hour. She wanted to know the subject but he said it would keep till they met. He would just have to be patient. Thankfully, he did not have any court appearances the next day. At lunch the next day Mark explained Tracy's idea. Kathy looked at him thoughtfully. "I don?t think that will work," she said after a long moment. "It could just re-inforce what Lester might say. Even if you are standing there next to her, it would cause confusion. 'Bisexuality' is less understood than lesbianism and would raise more questions that we don?t really need to get into. Let me write down Tracy?s number. I can see if there is another angle to it." Mark understood Kathy's point and gave her Tracy?s number. It was possible, after all, that Lester would not go through with it. It depended on poll numbers. If he was way ahead, he didn?t need to engage in a controversy. But if they were close, as the trend in the last few days appeared, then anything could happen. Mark wanted Gina to win. She had worked so hard, was enthusiastic and had the right ideas for this growing city. Most of the new residents were under 30 years of age, engaged in the fast growing IT industry. Their ideas of life, family, social trends were very different. Gina and Mark came from that age group and understood them well. There were, of course, also older residents who felt the old order was better. All change was difficult. There was just about eight days left for the big Women's event on Friday a week away. A big rally and party with donors was planned for the Saturday. Sunday and the Monday before voting were last-minute rallies based on areas of the city where Gina needed to turn out the vote. All of that would be academic if Lester brought out his statements in front of the women's forum. It was sure to be the cause of rebuttal over the weekend and Gina's ideas would be lost. Lester would coast home. Gina called that evening and came over late at night. She was tired and needed some aggressive sex to relieve her tensions. Mark was only too happy to oblige. Barely through the door, she jumped him, her tongue pushing deep into his mouth. With lips glued to each other they managed to get rid of their clothes. Gina dropped top her knees and took Mark into her hungry mouth. She was aggressive and massaged his sac which brought him to a tremendous climax. She continued her sucking until Mark began to rise again. Gina rose, glued her lips to Mark and then pulled him by his cock into the bedroom. She pushed him onto the bed and then jumped up and straddled his now rampant member. She rode him hard until she had multiple orgasms and crashed down. Having erupted once, Mark was able to hold out longer and erupted simultaneously in a final thrust. Gina fell on top of Mark, satiated and exhausted. She fell asleep in that position. They hard hardly exchanged a dozen words in that time. They awoke early in each other's arms. A deep hug and light kiss and Mark asked, "Last night was incredible. But, are you OK? Worried?" Gina cuddled to him. "I don?t know how to respond to Lester if he brings up that subject. As Kathy says, we can?t start on that topic, but we have to be ready to respond. Sadly, whatever he says, I'll have to be polite during the reception that follows. We will meet him again on Saturday and I am not sure how I can contain myself. On the other hand, he may not say anything. I just don?t know." "Are you able to talk about that period with Liz? Did you enjoy it?" "The truth is that I did. It was different, Liz was aggressive and I enjoyed it. We had sex almost daily. But she was possessive and the thrill wore off quickly. But it was good. Is that a problem for you?" "No, not at all. I was just curious. I had friends, male friends that were also bi. Well, let's see what we come up with. I talked to Tracy and also Kathy but we didn?t come up with any good ideas." There was no pointy to discuss the details of Tracy's ideas. "Thanks for last night. I needed that release." Gina kissed Mark and got up. She entered the shower and Mark lay in bed trying desperately to come up with an idea. It wasn?t long before Gina was ready and kissed him goodbye. "Tonight we have more meetings planned but we could try for a late dinner," she said. "I'll call. Bye." "Great," Mark said and decided he needed to get ready too. It didn?t take him long and under the pressure of his shower. He had to come up with a plan to support Gina, but also an option to back off if Lester didn?t bring the subject up. Over a cereal breakfast, he switched on the TV. Amongst many snippets of new he heard that somebody called Chelsea Manning had been released and wanted to have gender surgery. He had no idea who that was and paid little attention to the news as he was trying to solve Gina's problems. He had a 9.00 am call with opposing counsel on a case he was working on and drove off to the office. He had several cups of coffee and had his call. Tracy came to mind and he thought he needed to call and tell her that her idea wouldn?t work. He dialed her number. "Hi Tracy, it Mark Hamilton, you know we talked about Gina." He explained their position and that her idea wouldn?t work. But he was grateful for her thought. "It's OK, Mark, I know this is difficult. I talked to Kathy and we had another idea too but not sure if it would work. Do you have time to visit today? I am open most of the day." "What do you have in mind?" he asked absent mindedly. He didn?t want to drive over there on a wild idea. "Well, it may be easier to show you if you have time. I know you are under pressure." Tracy was clearly trying to help. He looked at his watch. It was 10.30 am. "Where do you want to meet? I can be there by noon. Lunch?" "May be. But it would be better if we met at the office first." "OK, see you at noon." Mark hung up and wondered what Tracy was thinking. He knew she was only trying to help, but couldnt help but feel it would be a waste of time. Yet, the forum was a week away and that was a lifetime in politics. He had to try every avenue open to him and busied himself with some calls for the next hour and then left the office. He told his secretary he would be back by two pm and to take messages. He parked his car and entered the salon. The receptionist guided him to Tracy's small office. She greeted him warmly and asked if he wanted coffee or anything. "Just water please," he said pleasantly but was impatient to understand what she had in mind. Tracy got up and left to fetch him water. She was back in a minute. "OK, so what do you have in mind?" he asked taking a big gulp of the water. "I know this sounds mysterious, but please bear with me." She turned her computer monitor to him and went to some website. He watched a rather pretty lady come on stage and talk to a host. Mark paid very little attention to the discussion. At the end of a short segment there were several images of men. All were good looking but he really didn?t understand what was going on. His impatience showed on his face. Tracy looked at him quietly. "You didn?t get it, right?" she asked rather quietly. "Sorry, Tracy, what was I supposed to understand? That lady was being interviewed and then they showed some images of a man. What was the point?" Tracy smiled benignly. "I know this is difficult but that girl you saw and admired was in reality the man in the images. He dresses as a woman on stage." "What? No way. She looked great." Mark was perplexed. "Anyway, what has this got to do with Gina?" Tracy smiled at him in a wide grin. "OK. It seems I got your attention. Now here's the difficult part. Kathy and I talked about this. What happens if you appear on stage after Lester has made his statement about Gina's lezzie tendencies. But you don?t appear as Mark but as Marcie. You like to dress a little differently at times. Gina loves it. As do you. But actually it's a relationship between a man and a woman! After a good laugh, Liz's comments become ludicrous. Everybody has a good laugh. You probably should not tell Gina to keep the shock natural. Lester will die of embarrassment when you claim to be Mark and you like to dress." Mark sat there, mouth wide open in disbelief. It was outrageous. Totally. He took a big gulp of water. "You can?t be serious. I'd look like a fool and will see my business go to hell." Then after a short pause. "Gina will kill me!" "Well, I can?t speak for Gina. But if you want to try, I promise you would look incredible. This is my salon and I know what we can do. It will take some guts but you will not be recognized. And if you are not seen too much with her in the next week, who is going to connect Mark Hamilton with Marcy. You could use a different name too. Some close to you may make the connection but they will applaud your efforts to help Gina win. Besides, making Lester a laughing stock should help Gina. You have to surprise Gina. She must be surprised otherwise it will look contrived." Mark sat there in a daze. He wanted to help but it seemed he was putting his professional and perhaps even his personal life on the line. It was a big risk and he had to decide alone. He continued to stare at Tracy in a daze. "Can I get away with it?" he asked her quietly. "You have a week. We can do some trials tomorrow and the next week. You?ll need some time to get used to heels etc but it is only for a few hours. There is no test. It is just for effect." Mark looked at her in disbelief. "How long do I have to decide? What do I need to do?" Tracy looked at him sympathetically. It was a shock to his system and ego. But his physical build and clean cut features would make it easier. "The sooner the better. You will need time. There is a lot we have to do but we can manage it. I'll give you my weekend too. So if you can decide today or tonight, we'll have a whole weekend to experiment and get it right. You have to look good. It's got to be a lot more than a man in a dress." Mark got up. "I need to think about this. You have to be absolutely sure I can get away with it. I don?t want Gina to lose over some foolish trick. Neither do I want to lose Gina over this." "You'll see what we can do. You can always back out if you are not comfortable. Call me at any time." Tracy gave him a card with her office, cell and home number. "Call soon, please. If you plan to go ahead, I need to get organized too." Mark left the office in a daze. The idea was so dazzling it could be a winner. Any slip up and it would end in disaster. He was intrigued at the idea but also scared. He had never thought about dressing as a woman before this. The images Tracy showed him were very convincing. But he knew that these performers or women had many years of experience. He called Kathy. He needed to see and now. She had meetings and things to do but promised him 30 minutes at 2.30 in her office. Mark didn?t hesitate and drove there. Kathy had a small office downtown. It was modern and she just had one assistant secretary, Jill. Mark entered the office and walked into Kathy's office. She was on the phone but motioned him to sit. She was trying to get a reporter to do a one-on-one interview with Gina and pointed out all the benefits that Gina could bring to the city. It seems she won her point as she agreed a time a few days hence to do the interview. They had to publish immediately of course. "Can we close the door or go for a coffee?" Mark asked. Even though Kathy had given him just thirty minutes, he was not wanting Kathy's assistant to hear the conversation. "In a rush, just close the door. What's the issue anyway? Jill knows all we are doing for Gina. Mark hesitated. He didn?t know how to approach the subject. "I had a phone call from Tracy late last night," he started, "You know the girl that was Liz's roommate at college." Kathy looked at him with raised eyebrows. ?Yes, I talked to Tracy last afternoon,? Kathy replied. "Well, she had an idea and I wanted to ask your opinion before I decide." Mark hesitated again unsure how to explain all of this. "Mark, get on with it. I have a lot going on and we have a town hall style meeting at 6. I need to prepare for that and Gina and I are meeting at 4.30 or so." Kathy was not sure what Mark had in mind but she was under time pressure. "Well, Tracy had a wild idea. It seems you talked to her too. This situation needs to be managed and it may lead to a disaster so that is why I wanted to discuss with you. On the other hand, it may be a winner." "Mark, get on with it, man. You don?t normally waffle." Kathy stared at him seeing his discomfort. "Well, it's a little unusual. Tracy thinks I should dress up as a woman and when the partners of the two contestants are allowed on stage, some out in a dress. This would imply that Gina had a transvestite boyfriend and Lester had got it all wrong. I am scared as hell to do it, and Tracy doesn?t want Gina to know anything until she seems me walk onto the stage. But if it will kill Lester, and help Gina, I'll do it." Kathy looked at Mark, jaw dropping open. Mark could see her mind racing. "Tracy and I talked about this. I never thought you would even listen to the idea. Are you prepared to face the consequences?" Kathy was calm. "If it'll help Gina, I would be willing. I am rather fond of her as you know. Although I have no idea what I am getting into." Kathy looked at Mark long and hard and then burst into a loud fit of laughter. "That'll show that bastard Lester as a fool. I'd love that if you can be confident. It's got to look like this is a normal game you two play." Kathy pressed the intercom and told Jill that she needed to step out and would be back in thirty minutes. She grabbed her hand bag, and pulled Mark to his feet. "I need some alcohol and nicotine now." She marched out and Mark followed her in a daze. Two doors down was a bar. Kathy told Mark to order her a large G & T whilst she lit up. He did as ordered and saw Kathy fumble in her bag and light up. Kathy must have received a call as she was talking on the phone for a few minutes. He could see her laugh. She crushed out the cigarette after a few deep drags and came in. She looked at Mark and took a large gulp. "Now, tell me slowly what Tracy said." Mark explained Tracy's idea and how she was ready to help. She wanted to talk to Kathy for some more details and insisted that Gina not know in advance. If Lester would not bring up the subject, Mark would be a little late for the social event as he would need to change back. However, if Lester did go through with it, Gina would show that she had a modern lifestyle, tolerant, understanding and in tune with the trends in the city. And she had a tolerant partner that was proud of her. "I love the idea," Kathy said holding the glass in both hands. "As long as you don?t mind, I don?t see any downside for Gina. You will be in front of the Women's Forum and what better way to support them than dress like them. I will get the press there in throngs. I have got to get back. Talk to Tracy and prepare and give Tracy my number. If she can call me before 4.30 I will talk to her freely. Otherwise she should leave her number and I'll call back but it may be late. We have just one week to turn this around." Mark walked Kathy back to her office. Still parked at Kathy's office, he called Tracy. He told her that the game was on and that she should call Kathy. Tracy wanted to meet him ASAP to go over some things, it would just take an hour not more but he should be available for some hours on the Saturday and Sunday. She told him he could come in around 5 pm or earlier. Mark drove back to the office and looked at the messages. He returned the urgent calls and tried to follow up on some cases but he could not concentrate. He had now more or less committed to do this. He was unsure if this would work and he could carry it off. At just after 4.30 pm Mark went back to Tracy's salon. The receptionist recognized him and buzzed Tracy. The salon was full on the Friday with ladies getting treatments for their weekend social affairs. Mark walked to the back to Tracy's small office. "So, you decided to do this. Has to be an all-out effort. I spoke to Kathy and she has told me what kind of event it will be and how you need to dress. It's exactly a week from now and you'll have to work hard. The most difficult part will be wearing heels for a few hours. Even if this is a onetime event, Kathy and I want you to be confident at Gina's side. Otherwise there is no way to pull this off." Mark looked at her concerned. "Look Tracy, I've never done anything like this before and - pardon my French - I am scared shitless. But I do want Gina to win and certainly not lose because some scumbag decides to get extremely personal. So, I will do my best. But I do need your help." "I'm all in. I don?t know if Liz will be there but Kathy promised me a ticket to the event and the reception afterwards. So I will be with you all the way. Now, take off your shirt and tie all the way down to your boxers or briefs. I need to measure you. I need to get something so I'll give you a few minutes. Don?t worry, I am not going to do anything to you - not today anyway." Tracy left her small office with a confused Mark staring at her. She wore a big smile on her face. Tracy returned in about ten minutes with a small bag in her hand. Mark was down to his socks and boxers. Tracy took his measurements from shoulder, around his upper chest and hips. She measured him as a tailor would. "How tall are you and what is your weight? Shoe size?" she asked and noted it down on a small pad. "Well, around five foot eight inches and 145 lbs. My shoe size is seven and a half." Mark looked at her wondering if he could dress again. "Take your socks off and stand on this paper. I want to be sure of the shoe size. Even for a few hours, heels won?t be fun." Tracy Marked his foot shape and told him he could get dressed. She would come back soon. Mark scrambled into his clothes but didn?t need the tie. He felt himself again as he slipped on his shoes. Tracy returned. "So for today I have one more thing for you. In this bag is a cream. Either tonight or tomorrow I need you to rub this all over your body, from the neck down to your ankles. It is a hair remover. You need to follow the instructions but it's simple. Rub the lotion over your body after you step out of the shower and it will soothe the skin. I will check for any places you couldnt get to when we meet tomorrow. Now, remember, Gina will notice your smooth body so you better have a good explanation for her. Unless of course you want to abstain for a week." Tracy was smiling. She could assume that was not happening but he was grateful for the alert. "Tomorrow there are some things I need to figure out and buy. So can you get here by 11.30 or so? I may need you here till about 4 or 5. Same may be necessary for Sunday but we can discuss tomorrow." Tracy gave him a brief hug. "Don?t worry, it'll work out great and Gina will be very grateful to you." She emphasized the 'very'. "She may even like to keep you that way." Mark left Tracy with many thoughts racing through his mind. He wasn?t sure what he had committed to and what was expected of him. He was determined that he would not let Gina down. He would have to get creative about explaining his hairless state. He decided to do some research on these transvestites. He would only need to do this for one day and he felt he could tolerate anything. He would use a name very different to his own. If Tracy was right, nobody would recognize the Mark underneath. He was glad that he had mostly stayed away from the photographers at Gina's events. Mark called Gina to see if she would come over later or not. All he got was her voicemail. He knew she had a busy schedule that did not end till 9 or 10 pm. She would then call or just come in. After a quick takeout dinner, Mark checked his laptop and searched for transvestites. It seemed they appeared in every shape, size, color and age. Most of them were beautiful and impossible to tell from genetic females. He couldnt look like that in a week, but there was a fair chance he could get away with it. He thought he wanted Tracy to show him how good he could look. He didn?t have to act the part or even talk too much. But he needed to look the part initially until he chose to reveal the truth. His mind turned to how he would convince Gina to accept a lack of body hair. He3 searched the web for answers. Gina called around 9.30 and asked if he was too tired to meet. Mark knew what she wanted and said "he would never be too tired to see her." He asked if she had eaten. She hadn?t so he ordered her favorite pizza to be delivered. She would be there in less than 30 minutes. She wanted to go home and get a change of clothes first. Mark set out plates at his small kitchen table and opened some red wine. A tired Gina came over around 10. She looked beat and had a small bag with her. He pecked her on the lips and asked her to take off her shoes. A knock on the door signaled the pizza guy. Mark gave him a generous tip and with one hand around Gina's waist and one holding the pizza he guided her to the table. They toasted each other and Gina wolfed down two pieces of pizza quickly. Gina looked tired and said he would like a shower. "Of course," Mark said. "Go ahead, I'll put the plates in the dishwasher." Gina went ahead. She was very familiar with the apartment. Mark cleared away the dishes and was on his way to the bedroom when he heard Gina call to him. "Hey, Mark, what's this?" He went into the bathroom and saw Gina naked holding up the two plastic bottles that Tracy had given him earlier. He needed a quick explanation. "Oh, well, I have been scratching at my body these last few days and went to the pharmacist. She suggested I use a hair remover and get rid of all my chest and underarm hair. The lotion is for afterward." Gina looked at him with raised eyebrows? "Are you sick?" "No, babe, just itchy. I'll see how I feel in the morning." Gina was reading the bottle. "Well, I have an itch too and need a good fuck tonight and I don?t want to catch your itch. So shed your clothes and let me rub this in." Mark looked at Gina. She was reading the instructions. He shed clothes and turned on the shower. "No, you have to do this right." Gina switched off the shower and poured some of the remover onto her palm and rubbed it over his chest and underarms. Mark was silent as her hands approached his pubic hair. Gina was looking at him whilst her hands wandered south. He leaned forward and kissed her hard. Gina's hand wandered down toward his rising member. As they broke the kiss, Gina looked down and saw her hands had also stroked a path through his pubic hair. "In for a penny," she said and scooped out more fluid from the bottle and rubbed it across his entire pubic region. She gave his cock a wet kiss and rubbed the lotion all across his crack. Looking up at him, she smeared the liquid over his legs. Mark stay silent. She turned him around and started with the lotion on his legs and moved upwards, between his crack and then his back. She also rubbed the lotion over his arms and neck. "Shall I use this on your face too?" she asked. "Don?t want any contamination." Mark didn?t speak. "OK, that's enough of a shock for tonight. You have to wait till it tingles and then get in the shower. I'll start." Gina kissed him briefly and turned the shower on. She let the hot water flow and in a few minutes felt Mark's body pressing her aside. Gina let the water flow all over his body and began then to feel his chest. With the water still cascading over them they kissed deeply. "I want it slow," Gina whispered and turned the shower off. She dried herself off and gave Mark a towel too. "It says we have to rub that lotion too," Gina applied the soothing lotion over his body. "So smooth, silky, I think I like this. You were never that hairy but I like this." She rubbed the lotion all over and finally led him by his cock to bed. Gina dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth plunging immediately down to the base. In a tantalizingly slow motion she sucked him from tip to root, her hands running over his smooth chest and sac. She took his sac into her mouth and slowly let each nut get soaked in saliva. Back to the cock until it was rock hard. She pushed him down on the bed and straddled him, then bent over until their bodies were in a supine position with her on top. Mark thrust harder and harder, bodies pressed together, lips crushing until they both came in a tremendous orgasm. Their kiss turned softer as they descended from their peak. "I like you like this," Gina said nibbling his ear and fell asleep soundly. They awoke later than normal but it was barely 8 am. Gina crawled down and took Mark's growing member into her mouth. After a few moments she moved over his naked body and invited his tongue into her moist slit. It was slow and they enjoyed caressing each other. They ended within seconds of each other. Mark put on a pot of coffee wearing just his robe. Gina had borrowed a robe of his and sat at the coffee table, both hands around a cup of coffee, deep in thought. Mark could see her worried look. "Don?t worry, babe," he said massaging her shoulder. "It is possible that Lester may not go through with anything. So it may just pass." "Possible," Gina replied,? but Kathy told me that in recent days the gap has narrowed a little. If we are at the same gap next week, we will both be desperate for a big move. He has something, right or wrong. I have nothing on him." Her voice trailed off in resignation. "Gina, listen to me. You don?t want to go to his level and fabricate stuff. A week is a long time in politics. So keep to your stump speech and woo the crowds with your ideas. What have you planned for today? I have some meetings from 11 am and may not be done till 5 or 6. How about a quiet dinner?" He kissed the top of her head and sat down. "Kathy has planned several events including a walk around the mall, the Market and then in the late afternoon she has an interview lined up for me with the local newspaper. Don?t think I have much on after that. But Kathy may have some last minute things. Tomorrow is the same!" "You want this so go out and knock 'em dead. Let's try for dinner, and I don?t care if it?s late like last night. Gina looked at him. "That was nice," she said looking at him. "I love how your new body feels. Sorry, have to do somethings before I meet Kathy and need to go back to the house." Gina got up, kissed Mark lightly on the lips and headed for the bathroom. Mark watched her wiggle away and thought he needed to copy that for his role on Friday night. He desperately wanted to humiliate Lester in front of that audience. 11.30 found Mark at Tracy's salon as agreed. She greeted him warmly and took him to a room in the back. It had a dresser along one wall and a bed in the middle, like a massage table. At the other end there was a salon chair with washbasin and a mirror with lights all around the frame. The opposite wall appeared to have a door that was closed with a curtain. "So," she asked. "Did you manage to get rid of the hair?" Mark explained what happened omitting the more intimate parts. Yes, he was smooth from neck to toe. "That is fantastic. You may need to do that again next Friday," Tracy said with humor in her voice. "Sounds like you both had a 'good time' with it." Tracy's Voice indicated she knew what must have happened. ?I am glad Kathy came up with this. She has a lot of ideas.? Mark looked in surprise but assumed this was Tracy?s way to express her discussion with Kathy. He thought no more about it, distracted by the bags Tracy had laid out on the counter... "So, i did some shopping for you. I had to spend a lot but it had to be perfect. I got you two outfits and Kathy and I will decide which one works best. Kathy said all items and fees will be paid by the campaign. That is mainly you, anyway, right? We agreed that - let's use Marcie - will need to be a voluptuous babe. Gina has good taste in all she does including bed partners. Today, I want to get you dressed, made up and then convince you that you can carry this off. I also got some shoes and you will need to practice wearing them so that you can be comfortable in them even for a few hours." Mark looked at the bags and boxes arranged neatly on the dresser. There were two garment bags hanging over the back of a chair. "OK," is all he managed to say somewhat intimidated by what Tracy had planned for the day. "One more thing," Tracy began looking at him intently. "I have done this once or twice before for a party and Halloween, but this time it is serious. So whilst doing some things you will need some help from me to change your figure. It means you will have to expose some parts to me that would normally be private. Are you ok with that?" Mark looked at her. There was no hint of impropriety. It was said in a businesslike manner. If it meant that he would look better, and it was kept professional, he didn?t know how to object. "OK, I guess," Mark said softly. "No choice, right?" "No," Tracy replied firmly. "Unless you would prefer to be handled by a man." She smiled at Mark's blushing face. "Don?t worry, it'll be fine." Tracy went to a bag and brought out a panty like garment. "Please remove all your clothes and try to get into this. It's called a gaffe. You have to try and push your thing into the pocket and pull it up so there is no bulge. It is meant to be tight. See what you can do. Use the bathroom next door first if you need to. Also, I have left razors there for you. Please shave closely twice, if possible against the hair growth. We need a baby smooth surface. I'll be back soon and bring us coffee." Mark removed his polo neck and slacks and hung them on the hooks on the door. He stepped out of his shoes and socks. He went to the bathroom next door and forced himself to urinate. He took the razors and followed Tracy's advice for a close shave. Returning to the room, he decided the boxers had to go. He looked at the garment Tracy had provided. It looked awfully small although it was made of stretch material. He found the pocket, tucked in his manhood and struggled to bring it up to his crotch. He tried to bring the gaffe up around his hips. With a lot of wiggling that would have made a lap dancer proud, he barely managed to hide his parts. It wouldn't go up further. There was a knock on the door and Tracy walked in with two mugs of coffee. She saw the gaffe barely reaching his hips and smiled, "I know it's tough but you'll get used to it." Tracy placed the two cups on the dresser and went to him. "Sorry," she said and put her hand down the front of the gaffe. A few deft movement and she was able to pull the gaffe up tightly around his hips. There was no trace of a bulge. "You'll get used to it but it does require some effort." Tracy handed him his coffee. "Do you need cream or sugar?" she asked taking a sip. Mark shook his head 'no'. She then felt his face for any stubble. She seemed satisfied. Tracy went to the bags on the dresser and began to arrange things on the dresser. There was also a large box. Tracy opened the box and took out two jelly like lumps. They were obviously very realistic breast forms. She brought them over and held them against Mark's chest. "I think the color is close enough. Now, for Friday we will glue these down to your chest with medical adhesive." Seeing the confused look on Mark's face she added, "of course there is a solvent that will allow them to be removed easily. They can be safely kept glued on for weeks." Tracy smiled at Mark's discomfort. "I know you don?t need them that long. But I want you to get a good feel for the look we think you need for that appearance. OK?" Mark looked at her as if he was being led off to prison. "You and Kathy decide. I have no idea in these matters. I only hope and pray it works." "It will and Lester will rue his words. You'll be great but you need to be confident if we want to convince the audience this is quite a 'normal' type of dress for some in the community." Tracy took out a garment with long ties hanging from it. "This is a long corset as we want to give you a convincing shape." Tracy wrapped the garment around him fastening the clasps of the two parts in front. She moved behind him and pulled the long laces. Mark felt his waist constricting with a final tug Tracy tied the ends behind him. It was tight but bearable. "We can get it down a little more for Friday." Tracy took out a satin bra and pulled Marks's arms through the straps. She tightened the straps and then inserted the two jelly like pods into the cups. The chill of the silicone brought Mark back to reality as his female form took shape. "We thought you should wear stocking as a modern woman does," Tracy said and rolled up dark stockings on his legs. She attached them to tabs hanging from his girdle. He was then asked to step into matching panties. "You need them over the stockings otherwise going to the restroom involves a lot of work. I think we may need to use a gaffe. We don?t want unsightly bulges in front as you walk on.? ?Gaffe?? Mark asked. ?Yes, it will keep your boy bits tucked away.? Tracy was smiling at Mark?s discomfort. Mark stood there in female form, breasts jutting out, and no visible sign of his masculinity except for his short hair. Tracy unzipped the two garment bags. They both held dresses. One was black, with short puffed sleeves and a slit in front that would show full cleavage. The other was a glittering silver dress with spaghetti straps and shimmering with sequins. It was square cut but would also show the bust line well. Tracy looked at the two and chose the black dress. She pulled it over his head. It was made of stretchy material and hugged Mark's new curves. From the neck down his body was female: full bust, flat stomach and rounded arse ending in long legs encased in very fine black stockings. Tracy opened a box and took out some heels. "These should fit. But hold on to me." Mark lifted each leg and Tracy squeezed his feet into the pointed black shoes. Mark was holding on to her and was wobbly as his calf muscles took the strain of the heels. "They are only 3" high and I had to look hard to find them. I managed to find the same in silver to match the other dress. Take small steps only." Mark held on to her as she held him by the waist and helped him find balance. "We can?t call you Mark when you are like this. Have you thought of a femme name?" Tracy asked "Not really. It's only for one event. Just need to remember it if I am called out or introduced." Mark wobbled on the heels, taking small steps as Tracy suggested. His calf muscles began to ache, unaccustomed to the pressure. "OK," Tracy responded. "For the moment how about Marcie? Its close enough to your name and you probably won?t forget it." "OK," Mark responded slowly, his hands stroking his curvaceous body. Tracy saw this and smiled. It would give him confidence to feel good. Marcie was finding her balance but still held on to Tracy. "Now for some elaborate paintwork. Do you want to see what I am doing or just see the final effect?" Mark looked at her perplexed. He was amazed at the transformation of his body into a female form. He hadn?t been able to observe the corset and much else. Yes, he thought seeing it might be good. "Can I see?" he asked softly. "Of course. Try to keep your voice like that, a little soft, throaty and nobody will know who or what is underneath all this stuff. Please sit in the chair." Tracy led Mark to the chair. The lights were bright and thee were all manner of pots, color palettes? and packages laid out neatly on the counter. Marcie sat down, feeling the heels on his feet as a white plastic cape was wrapped around his neck. The dress would be protected. The work began in earnest. Marcie watched fascinated as Tracy applied some moisture to his face. Next she applied a concealer particularly to the beard area. She studied him closely. "Sorry," she said quietly and with tweezer in hand picked out a few stray hairs. A layer of a fair foundation smoothened out his complexion. She applied this even down his neck and applied a heavy dusting of powder. "Don?t worry, I haven?t done anything drastic." Using a flat brush she darkened his brows and extended the arch. The ends of his brows were thin and tapered. Dark gray eyeshadow and then a lighter shade were applied to his lower and upper lids. With a thin brush, she drew a thin line around the edge of his upper and lower lids. To his surprise, she took out a packet and proceeded to apply some glue and soon some rather large eyelashes were glued on. He was asked to suck in his cheeks and Tracy blended in rouge against his cheekbones. Marcie watched the changes in fascination. She understood the images she had seen on the Internet how ordinary men transformed into glamorous beauties. Finally, she outlined the lips with a sharp, dark pencil and then filled out the lips with several layers of a bright red lipstick. "It's called Marilyn red," Tracy said, ?after Marilyn Monroe." Already all traces of a male face were gone. It wasn?t complete but a female face was staring back at him. Tracy went to the other counter and brought back two boxes. Both contained wigs. One was a redhead, short haired and very similar to Gina's style. The other was dark blonde of medium length. "Kathy tells me your girlfriend has this type of hairstyle," Tracy said holding up the red wig. "Kathy and I will decide when we choose the outfit. The red goes well with both. The blonde is better with the current outfit I think." Tracy pulled the blonde wig and positioned it on his head, tugging and pulling to get it into place. A few stroked with the brush and the face and head were complete. "Just a few more touches," Tracy said as she moved back to the other counter and brought back several small boxes. A strand of small, black pearls were clasped around the neck. Matching earrings with dangling black strands in a square, golden holder completed the attire. Tracy applied some powder, touched up his lashes and pronounced "Marcie ready." She removed the cape. Marcie sat there noticing the prominent bulge of her bust with the plunging neckline. The face that stared back was beautiful, the dark eyes, the bright lipstick. There was no question: Mark was nowhere to be seen and even Gina would have difficulty recognizing him now. "OK, get up gently and hang on to me. You've been in that chair for some time and need to find your balance again." Tracy helped Marcie up, an arm around her waist and guided her toward the other end of the room. "Slowly, small steps and one foot in front of the other." Marcie was dazed and tried to look back into the mirror. "Time to admire yourself later," Tracy said in humor. "Learn to balance and walk confidently." They walked up and down several times and gradually Tracy let Marcie stride on her own. Her gait wasn?t perfect but she was finding her balance. After several crossings of the room, Marcie was able to stand upright and walk without feeling she would fall. "Try to swing your hips but for this event you don?t need to be perfect. But, we need you to be so good you can stride out in confidence." Tracy had Marcie walk up and down the room several times giving her pointers. It wasn?t easy but Marcie tried to follow Tracy's instructions. She then asked her to stop and to close her eyes. She must not open them until she was asked to. Tracy grabbed her arm and walked her a few steps toward the other end. Marcie heard a sound and Tracy let go of her hand. "Now stand confidently and open your eyes." Marcie blinked and opened her eyes. A gorgeous hot blonde babe stood there, poised, confident and very pretty. "See what I mean? Your own mother would probably not recognize you. Even Gina might need a second look." Tracy smiled very pleased with her work. Marcie admired herself, trying to pull down the short dress a little as any female would. Marcie looked at Tracy. "Incredible," she said. "I never imagined this even though I saw some images on the Internet." "Well, we'll have to do a little more on Friday to get you ready. We'll glue on the breasts, give you some matching nails, and tighten your corset for a smaller waist. So, do you think you can pull it off?" Tracy stood back and let Marcie admire herself in the full length mirror. Marcie turned right, left, put her weight on one leg and pushed her hip. She felt her padded breasts and flat stomach. Briefly she touched her crotch but it was flat. Tracy couldnt possibly see the strain of his member trying hard top rise in that confining garment. "Oh yes, Lester will be sorry if he plays this card, but...? "But what?" Tracy asked. "Are you chickening out?" "Oh no, I just thought it would be a shame if Lester didn?t say anything and I had to change back before Gina sees me." "Is that right? After all this effort and expense, you cannot deny me the chance to see Liz's face. You'll just have to enjoy the reception after as Marcie." Tracy was smiling at the thought. "Just a sec," Tracy said and went out of the room. She was back in a few minutes. Marcie was still admiring herself and had hardly moved. "Look here," Tracy said and Marcie turned. There was a rapid succession of clicks and Tracy had taken some full length, upper body and images of Marcie's face. "Need to show Kathy." Tracy was busy sending Kathy some of the images. "Can you send some to me too, please?" Marcie asked in a shy voice. "I won?t believe this in the morning even if I am living it now." "Sure." Tracy sent out the images to Mark's phone. "It's almost 3 and we will need as much time probably to get you back as Mark. Hope you had fun." "Oh yes,' the sexy voice came back. "Question: I need you to practice wearing the heels. Both pairs actually to break them in. I will also add some stay up stockings. You must wear them with the shoes. If you like, I can give you a skirt and blouse to get you i