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Research & Development Kelly rushed over to Dave who was now on his second coffee. "Sorry, Dave." She said, "Professor Higgins wanted a chat." "Oh," Dave replied. "Hope the thesis is going well. Coffee?" "Yes, please," Kelly said "I need a moment to calm down." Kelly was just 24 years old, the same as David and doing her Masters in Sociology. She was 5'2" tall, 115 lbs. heavy and fresh faced without any makeup. She was a natural beauty with sparkling blue eyes. Her long brown hair was pulled into a high ponytail. Kelly was raised in a small farm town and had won a scholarship to this college. She was writing a thesis based on the topic given by her professor. David was the same age and on a grant doing research in advanced chemistry. They had met a short time ago in the library. David was just 5' 7" and 135 lbs., slim and appeared a lot younger. He too came from a small town and worked several jobs to pay his way through college. His grades were excellent. He was shy and had made few real friends. They had gone out twice on dates which had both ended in a soft peck on the lips. It hadn't gone further than that. David returned and placed a cup of steaming coffee in front of Kelly with several sachets of sugar and capsules of milk. Kelly looked at him gratefully and took a sip of the black coffee. "So how did it go?" David asked. "Not good. Professor said I had done well in the desk research side but had not paid enough attention to face to face research to really understand the issues and make recommendations." "What did he suggest?" "He thought I should interview a lot of people and balance that out with research. The subject is 'Sexual attitudes in the LGBT community'." "Did you choose the subject?" David didn't think this was Kelly's area of interest. "No, my professor suggested it. He thought i would be more objective. Frankly, I have never been to such places to meet people and don't know how to start." Kelly was looking despondent. "I don't think I will get good grades for this." "What places are those?" "Well, some clubs and bars where such people meet. He gave me some places but I don't think I can go there." "What do you mean? You've worked hard and should complete the thesis." "I know but don't feel comfortable going to those places and talking to them. I should never have accepted the assignment." "Kelly, that's not right. It's too late to change and you don't have time to start on another topic. Stick this out. The professor may grade you higher for effort." "Yes, but I don't know how to....." "Would it help if I came with you to those places?" Dave didn't want to see Kelly waste her time and not turn in her thesis. "What kind of clubs are these anyway?" "You would do that for me?" Kelly's eyes lit up and she had a big smile on her face. "Sure. I think you would help me if I needed it." "Of course," Kelly smiled "I'll check it out. Friday ok?" "Yes, great. But if you want to talk to somebody there, the evenings could be busy." "Yes, but i would like to observe them first and then ask to validate." "Makes sense," Dave agreed. "I am flexible and evenings should not be a problem." "Great, Dave, thanks. I'll call them and let you know." She looked at him. "I really appreciate it. I can't afford to fail." "Kelly, i know the feeling. I am a little ahead in the course so if I can help, please don't hesitate." Dave finished his coffee. "I need to go to the library but if you fancy it, we can have a Chinese tonight." "Oh Dave, that would be great. I'll check with that place. Maybe they have a website too." "Perfect. Meet my place around 6?" "I have to go too. I'll see you then." Kelly arrived on time. Dave had just picked up some Chinese food. They chatted over their food. David opened a bottle of beer and they shared it. Neither was a big drinker. "So, tell me more about this thesis of yours," Dave asked. "Why did the prof pick you for it?" Kelly looked at Dave. "I don't know. I don't think I have shown any interest in that area. He just thought I would be objective and write a well-researched thesis. If I want to be a sociologist I guess I will be confronted with this type of case professionally." "Yes, i can see that. It seems college brings out our true or maybe experimental nature." Kelly smiled. "Yes, been in the big city almost an year but have not experienced the big city to the full." She drained her beer. "I never thought of going to a club or disco. Just not used to it." She smiled at David. "Have you been to any?" David smiled ruefully. "No, working 2 jobs and keeping up my project schedule have kept me out of trouble and clubs. I don't think those places are cheap either." David finished his beer. "Did you call the club?" "I did and also spoke to someone. I think they laughed but said they could meet. I should call 'Cherie' if i wanted to interview someone. She is the owner. I also checked the website. I know about drag queens and have seen them on TV, but I never imagined there to be such clubs. Seems they are quite popular." "Yes, same here. See a lot more men dressed as women at Halloween but it is quite normal in the bigger towns. But LGBT means more than drag queens, right? So what do you want to do?" Kelly looked at Dave quietly with a serious demeanor. "Yes, I'm sure. But I can start there as the prof suggested. Are you still willing to go with me?" "Of course. It will be interesting. But do you mean to the club or the interview?" Again Kelly had that serious look on her face. "Do you mind? Club first and we'll see about the other. Is tomorrow, Friday, ok?" "Of course. I offered. Remember? Don't look so worried. It will be fine and 'no' it is not imposing on me." Dave and Kelly exchanged looks. They were heading for a different level of their relationship. "Thanks," Kelly replied. "I had better be going. See you tomorrow evening? The club opens at 9 but we can meet earlier for dinner. My treat." "Of course. Come over around 7. That should be good. What's the dress code in a place line that? Where is it? " "Great. I think smart casual would be ok. Not really sure where but I'll find out." Kelly gathered her purse and gave Dave a tight hug. She lifted her face and gave him a quick kiss. Dave tried to insert his tongue into her mouth but Kelly kept her mouth closed. The kiss lasted only a few seconds. Kelly held Dave tight and looked at him. She was reassured by the smile on his face. "I'll see you tomorrow at 7," Kelly said and left. Both Dave and she had smiles on their faces. Friday passed in a slow haze. Promptly at 7 Kelly rang Dave's doorbell. They were both dressed smartly. Kelly kissed Dave lightly on the lips as a greeting. Kelly wore a short dress and a touch of lipstick. "There is this small place which makes delicious pizzas, thin crust and any topping. Is that ok?" Kelly asked. "Sure," Dave replied and they left his apartment. They didn't have cars so decided to take a taxi or Uber to get to the club. The pizza place was not far. Kelly linked arms with Dave and he enjoyed the gesture. The pizza was great and they talked about their families and life back home. They avoided a discussion about themselves. "So what do you expect tonight?" Dave asked. "I just want to see what goes on and talk to some of the patrons. Probably then I should meet Cherie and have a chat." It was just before 9 and they took a cab to the club, located in a section of town with many restaurants and bars. Bright neon signs hung over the club entrance. The doors had just opened as they walked into the dim interior of the club. It was a good size but not huge. There was a small stage and dance floor. Music was piped in. The hostess that greeted them gave them the first shock of the night. A statuesque blonde, with a large cleavage and very small waist greeted them with a deep "Welcome" which sounded quite sexy. She was well over 6ft tall in her very high heels. The sequined silver mini dress ended a little below her crotch and showed very shapely legs. Her makeup was heavy but she looked very feminine. Long eyelashes with dark shadow and bright red lips gave her an exotic look. Blonde curls in an up do style showed a long neck. Sparkling chandelier earrings hung from her pierced ears. The hostess took them to a small table with high barstools. There were just two other patrons sitting at the bar. One female and male but they didn't appear to be together. Kelly asked if Cherie was available. The hostess raised a painted eyebrow. "Is she expecting you?" she asked. "Please tell her Kelly is here," Kelly told the hostess. "I talked with her yesterday." The hostess walked away with a true wiggle in her hips. She was amazingly feminine from the front and back. Could she be a real female? Only the voice hinted at maleness. A few minutes later the hostess appeared. "Cherie is still getting ready. She'll be out soon. Enjoy." The hostess walked away. A waitress came to the table. She was dressed in a maid's uniform with a cap and heavy makeup. The heels were skyscrapers, an apparent trademark in the club. All the waitresses had the same traits: a big bust, heavy makeup and tall heels. All looked good. It would be hard to differentiate some from real females. Kelly and Dave ordered beer as a way to save money and also as they were not experienced cocktail drinkers. The club was getting busier with a steady stream of elegantly clad women. Some were accompanied by males. Kelly was making notes on her cellphone. There was an eclectic mix of patrons: some were elegant crossdressers; others were campy drag queens who did everything to show their true sex in elaborate outfits and makeup; and genuine ladies who appeared to be comfortable with their drag partners. All appeared to be at ease and confident in their skins. The waitress brought their beers and David paid with his credit card. The waitress brought back the receipt and asked him to write down his cell because of fraud. It was club policy. David didn't mind. They sipped their beer and were approached by a beautiful lady. Cherie was also dressed to the nines but was elegant. Even with heels Cherie was not over tall, perhaps 5' 6" barefoot. Her black dress was low cut showing a well-rounded set if breasts with the hint of nipples. She was obviously not wearing a bra. The pleated top gathered below the bust into a figure hugging skirt to midway below the knee. Her makeup was tasteful and not at all overdone. A two stranded black pearl necklace hung around her neck with matching drop earrings. She was truly beautiful. She greeted Kelly graciously with a hug. She looked at David and shook his hand. "I'm glad you could make it," she said in a soft southern drawl. "Why isn't he dressed tonight?" Cherie asked looking directly at David. "I'm sure he will look great." "Oh no," Kelly said. "David doesn't cross-dress. He is here to support me?" "So you two are an item?" Cherie asked directly, her gaze still on David. "Oh no," Kelly replied. "He is just a friend and was trying to protect me as I didn't know what to expect." "Interesting, "Cherie replied. "Be careful, he looks cute and I might steal him." Cherie flashed a big smile showing pearly white teeth. "Kelly, i have to do somethings as the show starts soon. But come back tomorrow about 6 pm and I'll make time" She paused. "Bring your cutie with you." She hugged Kelly and Dave and mingled with other guests. Kelly and Dave exchanged looks and took a sip of their beer. "Sorry," Kelly said. "Is that a he or a she?" "Nothing to be sorry about. Not your fault. I would say based on this type if club it would be a he. But she is beautiful and amazing. If we had met her somewhere else we wouldn't think twice about her sexuality" "I didn't expect her to make those remarks about you either." Kelly looked down. "Kelly, cheer up. I am not offended by her remarks. It would seem to be in keeping with this place. She made an impression though. Are you going to talk to other patrons?" "I don't think so. I can also observe things and can ask Cherie tomorrow. "Kelly took another sip of beer and asked, "Are you able to come back here with me tomorrow? It seems you are a hit with Cherie so it may make it easier." Dave looked at Kelly. It was the first time any female called him 'cute'. He wondered how Kelly felt about it. They had enjoyed a kiss but nothing beyond that. Kelly appeared to be ok with Cherie's comments. "Yeah," he said. "I have nothing on in the evening but need to finish a paper." Dave looked around and saw many beautiful women. He was quite sure they were men underneath but he admired them nevertheless. They were all well dressed and made up. There were one or two who didn't try to hide the fact that they were male. His eyes darted around looking at them. Dave wasn't sure if Kelly noticed his distraction. He was shaken out of his reverie by Kelly "Let's go, "she said. "I have some ideas and we'll be back tomorrow." Kelly stood up and left the table. Dave had no chance to reply and followed her out hurriedly. Kelly seemed distracted. She turned to Dave. "I have some things I need to do tomorrow. Can we meet here around 6 and meet Cherie? I'll take the bus back and save cab fare." Kelly reached up and kissed him briefly on the lips. There was no intensity or passion. It was a friendly kiss. Kelly was saved from further dialogue as her bus approached. Brad watched her bus leave. He was in a daze. They had been there just about an hour. It was just approaching 10 pm on a Friday night. Impulsively he turned and went back in. He didn't have an opportunity to come to places like this often. The hostess had seen him leave with Kelly and come back alone. She welcomed him back with a big smile. "I'll tell Cherie you are here." Dave watched the shapely legs walk away. Most of the tables were full now but he managed to find an empty stool in a corner at the bar. He waited for the rather exotic bartender to catch his eye. She was a tall African American woman, well-proportioned and with a shapely body. All the ladies here were heavily made up and the bartender was no exception. Just as David was about to order there was a tap on his shoulder. "Would you like to buy me a drink?" The voice asked and slid onto the stool next to David's. It was another exotic beauty, seemingly of Asian origin. As with all the other ladies present, she showed a generous cleavage and David wasn't sure how she managed to contain the large globes. "I am Alicia," she said with a big smile. David admired her looks but was concerned that his tight budget would not allow extravagant cocktails. He hesitated for a second. "Alicia, meet David. He is here to meet me," Cherie said, appearing out of nowhere. Alicia stood up still smiling. "Cherie, if you decide to dump him, please let me know. Till later, David," she said and walked away. Cherie slid on to the stool touching David's arm. She ordered two drinks and told the bartender to put it on her tab. "Can't blame her for trying." Cherie smiled. "What happened to your friend?" "Well, she said she had a lot to do and since she is coming tomorrow she felt that was enough." Cherie smiled. "A strange way to do research. She didn't seem very happy at my comments. Is she serious about this research? Are you guys an item?" "No, just a friend. She wasn't comfortable coming to a club on her own," David said. "She is doing research and appears to be a little behind." "That's interesting. Why is she doing research into a subject involving the LGBTQ community?" "I honestly don't know. I think her professor thought she would be less biased. I asked the same question." Cherie looked at David and touched his hand. "Her loss. You have a lady or boyfriend? And have you been to a bar like this before? Sorry for the questions." "No, i haven't a girlfriend," David admitted, "Or a boyfriend. Never knew this place existed. Couldnt afford to visit one either." Cherie smiled. "Drinks are on me tonight. Hope you have an open mind. We give people the chance to enjoy themselves, dress as they please and meet other similar minded people. " "Yes, I can see that," David said. "I have never met transvestites before." "Many have the wrong idea, "Cherie explained, taking a sip of her drink. "You would be surprised to know there are many couples here nightly, husband and wife, or male female pairs, where the men love to dress with the active help and encouragement of their wives or girlfriends." "Wow. I would never have guessed. But it means they are happy in sharing." Dave took a sip of his drink, a cocktail he had never tasted before. Most look great. "Cherie, can I ask how you got started in this..this way of life? If it's not too personal." Cherie looked at him and leaned closer. "I don't mind sharing with you," she replied, emphasizing the you and taking a sip of her drink. She looked hard at David. "I'll make it short," she started. "I was born in the South 24 years ago. Mum was a widow but I had a step dad who was kind. Step dad passed when I was 16. I was never a real boy and mum knew that. No manly sports. We lived comfortably. Mum was always dressed elegantly. I used to dress in mum's clothes when she was working. She caught me one day wearing her finest outfit and lipstick. She wasn't upset about me dressing and more worried because she had just a few nice dresses. We talked for a long time and she decided to buy me some cheap clothes at charity shops. She bought me a lipstick and let me dress and be Cherie at home. She gave me an old bra of hers and I stuffed the cups with cotton balls. My hair grew longer. She passed two years later when I was 18. I didn't know but she had a life insurance policy from step dad which I would receive when I reached 21. At that time I was dressing regularly. I moved here and took singing lessons and became a hostess in clubs like this. I bought the club some months ago. It's doing quite well and we are building a regular customer base..." "Do you dress all the time?" "Yes. Everyone here only knows me as Cherie. I have no particular interest or need to dress as a boy. Does that bother you?" "Not at all. I was surprised as I thought you were all female. You're so natural and beautiful i don't know how you could ever have been a boy." "Well, thank you. Just to be honest, i am still a boy underneath. But these little ladies up top are implants. I've not had anything else done. I enjoy all my parts, boy and girl. I don't take any hormones as some of the girls here. I want my boy parts working." The 'girls' she was referring to looked perfect to David. "Wow. You look so great. Sorry, you must hear that all the time." David was impressed. He was in the company of a great looking woman, sharing close personal stories and quite mesmerized by her honesty and personality. "Often, but i enjoy it still." Cherie leaned forward and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Thanks," she whispered. David looked at Cherie who had that big smile on her face. Had Cherie just kissed him? Wasn't she a he? "Don't be so shocked," Cherie said. "I don't bite. Unless you want me too." Again that big smile. "Will you come with your friend tomorrow?" "I would like to if this is ok with you. She said around 6 pm." "Hm..I have to open the club at 9 pm and need to be ready by 8. I need some time to get ready. You could come alone a little earlier if you like. Then you can tell me about you. There was expectancy in her voice. "I can be here around 5.30 if you will come." David looked at her, surprised by her interest and invitation. "I'm sure Kelly will call tomorrow. Can I call you?" "David, i liked you instinctively and would like to know you better. But, I don't like being the fallback. I'll make an exception this time. Give me your number and I will call you. Just once. Ok?" "Sorry, Cherie, i didn't mean to offend. It's just i promised her. Of course I would like to see you alone," David replied. What was he thinking when a beautiful woman wanted to meet him alone? The thought that she was a special girl never entered his mind. "Ok, i don't like people who break promises either. So i understand. I hope you keep your promises to me too. I've got to mingle. Give Sophie, the hostess, your number and i hope we'll meet tomorrow." Cherie rose, hugged David and gave him a kiss on the cheek dangerously close to his mouth and walked away. Her confidence, personality and femininity exceeded any female he had ever met. Kelly was no match for Cherie. But Cherie had stated she had some extra parts. She fascinated him and he was drawn to someone who appeared to like him. Kelly had changed tonight and David didn't understand why. David realized Cherie appeared to like him and he smiled at the idea. He liked her too. He gave his number to the hostess who was giving him a knowing look. "Cherie has many admirers and rejects them all the time. If she wants your number you must be special," Sophie said. David left the club in a cloud of confusion. It was almost midnight. He walked aimlessly trying to bring order to his thoughts. After thirty minutes he found a cab and returned to his apartment. It wasn't an expense he wanted but he was tired. He fell into a deep sleep. The insistent ringing of his cell woke him up. It was just 9.15 on a Saturday morning. "Hello," he said into the phone. "Hi, David," it was Kelly "Good morning. Did I wake you?" "No," lied David. "Just taking it easy." "Oh. When did you want to meet? Cherie said we should be there around 6. We can meet earlier if you like." David paused. His mind clearly recalling Cherie's words. "David, are you there?" Kelly asked. "Sorry, was just thinking. I need to do some work. You said you had to do somethings too. May be better if we meet there. I want to go on my morning run first. Then i have a paper to research." "Oh, i see," Kelly said, disappointment in her voice. "Look, if I am done earlier I will call you. We can find a place near the club to eat but may be too early for dinner." "Yes, that would be good. We can have a snack to tide us over," Kelly replied. "I should probably do some work too." Dave changed into his running gear and took off. He made sure his cellphone was with him firmly attached to his belt. His mind was still in turmoil and there was nothing in Kelly's voice to indicate any change toward him. Kelly never mentioned her abrupt departure the previous night. He had expected something more from her than a peck on the lips last night. Dave ran 5 miles clearing his mind. His thoughts were on Cherie. He had thought about her constantly last night and came to the conclusion that Cherie was woman enough for him. It hadn't developed to a point where he needed to decide anything. She appeared interested in him and he was interested in her. Kelly had not shown any interest in him in that way. He returned to the apartment heart pumping and took a long shower, alternating between hot and cold sprays. He felt refreshed as he sat at his small kitchen table with a glass of orange juice. He wondered if Cherie would call. He thought he may have offended her. If that was the case, should he even accompany Kelly tonight? He couldn't tell her he had returned to the club last night and had chatted with Cherie. He opened his laptop and tried to focus on his paper. It was some time later that his cell rang. It was almost 1 pm. He had given up expecting Cherie's calls and picked it up. Caller ID was blocked. "Hello," he said, mind still on the article he was reading. "Well, hello David," the sexy voice said. "Remember ne?" David's mind did somersaults. He recognized her voice immediately. "Hello, Cherie, how are you? How could I forget?" He responded. "I am well and happy you remembered." David was a little in awe of Cherie but managed "How could I forget a beautiful lady like you?" He remembered that from some movie he had seen. "Good answer. I'll have to remember to thank you for that in my own way." David blushed at her words." So what are your plans today?" "Waiting for your call. " "You're a charmer," the sonorous voice came back. "Can you meet around 5.30 at the club? Tell your friend to come around 6.30." David paused. He couldnt tell Kelly he had talked to Cherie. As his mind was racing, Cherie interrupted his thoughts. "You can tell her the club called you as they found your number on the credit card." Cherie paused. "No, i didn't check your card," she said with a laugh. "I'll be there," David promised. "I'll try to reach Kelly. "See you later, David," Cherie said in that sexy voice that hinted at many possibilities. He forgot his confusion over Cherie's sexuality. A beautiful girl appeared really interested in him. He couldn't think of her in any other terms. David called Kelly and explained they would need to meet Cherie a little later. "How'd they get your number?" Kelly asked with a slightly raised voice. "I asked them that too. They got it from that credit card slip." "Oh." Kelly said remembering the request of the waitress. "So we have more time. We can have a snack before." David had to think fast. "Maybe a little early for dinner. But, Ok, I'll locate a place and call you. We can meet there." "Great," Kelly said and hung up. Dave was in trouble now. He had two commitments and had to find a way out quickly. He didn't want to let either one down but he needed to think of a reasonable excuse for Kelly. He started to look online for a fast food restaurant. There were a few nearby but not the kind of place you took a girl to. He needed a different plan. If he canceled on Kelly, he knew that there would be issues. He wasn't sure it mattered. If he cancelled on Cherie, he would never get the chance to get to know her better. As the clock approached 4 pm, his cell rang. It was Kelly. David had a fleeting vision of disaster. "Hi, Dave," Kelly said. "I'll explain later but I won't get there much before 6.30. Let's meet then. We can have a snack later." "What's the problem?" He asked relieved, wiping a drop of sweat from his brow. "I decided to follow your example and do some work. The library was empty but i ran into Professor Higgins and we had a long chat. Tell you later. Need to have a shower and change. See you there at 6.30." Kelly hung up and David breathed a huge sigh of relief. David had a second shower and dressed in a polo shirt and slacks. He didn't have more formal wear. He left early to catch a bus not wanting to waste money on taxis. He may need a taxi back if it got late. It was 5.20 when he walked into the club. The front door was open. There was just a waitress in jeans and oversized t-shirt arranging some chairs. She wore a cap and had large breasts which strained her t-shirt. She just wore a dark lipstick. He didn't know exactly if it was a he or a she. He asked for Cherie. The waitress raised a hair-thin eyebrow. "Who can I say is calling? She's already here, I believe." David gave his name and watched her go behind a heavy curtain. The club looked completely different seen in this light. He waited some minutes and the waitress appeared at the curtain and beckoned. Dave approached her. "Cherie will see you in her dressing room. Follow me." David followed her through a passage. There were several rooms on either side. Cherie's dressing room was at the very end. The waitress knocked and David heard a soft "come in." David entered slowly. The room was brightly lit with racks of beautiful outfits hanging from a long rack. The other side had a large vanity counter with many makeup items and brushes. A shelf held a variety of wigs of different colors. It was a star's dressing room. "Hello, David," Cherie said and rose. She had been sitting at the vanity dressed in a short, blue dress with shimmering sequins. The dress had thin spaghetti straps and hugged her body. She came over and hugged him tightly and gave him a light peck on the lips. "I'm glad you kept your promise." She led him to a chair and drew it closer to her vanity stool. "I need to finish getting ready before your friend comes but we can talk. Need a drink?" "No, I'm fine for the moment. " "Great. So tell me about you and what you are studying whilst I finish my face." Cherie was looking in the mirror and saw David open mouthed watch her glue on massive eyelashes and apply mascara. "This is for the evenings at the club on stage. People seem to expect it. Frankly, I like it too." Cherie explained and continued to finish her makeup. David explained where he was born and grew up. His rather lonely life growing up and his studies in college. He explained how he had to work two jobs to stay in school that kept him little time for a social life. His budget didn't permit it anyway. Even as he was talking, his eyes were on Cherie finishing her makeup and attaching her matching earrings. "Like what you see?" Cherie asked watching David observe her even as he was talking. "Oh yes," David stuttered "You're very beautiful even without all that stuff." "Why thank you. You could look good if you knew how to use this stuff too. I didn't when I started but it was enough for mum and me." "Don't know anything about that," David said. "It was interesting to see so many men dressed up last night. Some of them looked so good." "Yes, i can understand. You should try it sometime," Cherie said turning around to face him. She had s mischievous look on her face. "I think this could be an interesting experiment for your friend. You willing?" David looked at her nonplussed. "Willing? For what?" "Well, let's surprise your friend by introducing her to a new you." "Sorry, don't understand." David looked at Cherie with a confused look. "Well, if you will trust me, I'll be sure to make it up to you later tonight." Cherie's smile and raised eyebrow promised some fun. David had a bemused look. "Will you trust me?" Cherie asked hugging his arm. "What do I need to do?" David wasn't sure what Cherie meant but that hint of fun later persuaded him. "Your friend will be here soon and I promised to chat with her. You go with Sophie and do exactly as she asks, Will you do that for meee?" She drew out the 'me'. Cherie pressed a button and asked Sophie to step in. Cherie held David's hand and gave him a peck on the lips. There was a clear mark where their lips had touched. "Trust me," she said. There was a knock on the door and Sophie entered. Cherie smiled at her. "Sophie are you ready?" "Yes, all done. Just checking on things." "Great. Would you please take David here and show him how great he can look? Get Samantha to check in your place." Cherie stood up and whispered into Sophie's ear. David couldn't hear what Cherie was saying but saw Sophie's face break into a big smile. The intercom sounded and Bobbie advised that Kelly was here. Cherie told her to ask Kelly to wait a few minutes and she would ring when ready. "Go with Sophie and I'll see you soon. Remember, please do as Sophie asks. Ok. Remember my promise for later." Cherie hugged him. Sophie took David's hand and led him out. "Relax, it'll be fun," she said and led David to another dressing room shared with a few other girls who were in various stages of undress. Nobody seemed ashamed. Some had large, naked breasts with something dangling between their legs. David was mesmerized by all of this and obediently followed Sophie's instructions to strip. Cherie buzzed in Kelly who appeared to be in panic. "Cherie have you seen David? I can't see him." "Yes, i saw David briefly. He is helping Sophie whilst we chat. They should be done by the time we're through," Cherie replied. "Don't worry. He is in good hands. Please sit and ask away. I need to complete my dressing." Relieved Kelly sat down and took a small notebook out her purse. "So i wrote down some questions and made some notes from yesterday." "Shoot," Cherie said and sat on the vanity stool. She looked in the large mirror ostensibly checking her makeup and making small adjustments. She could see Kelly clearly in the mirror. Kelly reeled off the questions about Cherie's history and how she got into this lifestyle. Cherie responded in less detail than she provided David the previous night. Then it got into more intimate questions. "So what is your sexual preference?" Kelly asked. "Who are you most attracted to?" Cherie looked at her. "I am attracted to people. Just because I choose to dress this way doesn't change my anatomy. "There was a short pause. "Do you like boys or girls "Cherie asked. Kelly was surprised at the question. "Boys, of course," she replied. "Interesting. So if your David decided to dress as a girl for Halloween and looked hot, Would you take him home and ravish him?" "No. He would never do that. And he is not my David. He's just a friend." "Ok, so hypothetically then, would you do that?" "No, I wouldn't." Kelly was adamant. "So, you don't care if he has a penis underneath the dress, you only care how he is dressed. That determines your sexual preference?" "Well, no but..." Kelly began "I'm guessing you haven't slept with him yet," Cherise said with a smile. She could see Kelly flush red with embarrassment. "No need to answer," Cherie said with satisfaction. "If I am attracted to a person, what is between their legs matters less. But I don't think you can understand that." "I don't think that's fair, "Kelly retorted. "I am not ready for a physical relationship with David or anyone else." "Fair enough. It would be your loss. I don't think how I live my life is so different to yours. If you are attracted to a boy, you would try to satisfy him, wouldn't you?" Kelly nodded yes. "In my case, if I am attracted to a person, I would satisfy my partner however they are dressed and whatever they have between their legs." Cherie smiled at Kelly's obvious discomfort. "Ok but you're not into girls, right? You want to be a girl and look for men." Kelly smiled thinking she had trapped Cherie. Cherie smiled. "It's not a case of I want to be. I am a girl. I don't need to look for men. They look for me and I am very picky. You have three openings to satisfy a partner. I have only two but I have something that can get hard and can give a lot of pleasure, something you don't have. So we each have three ways to provide pleasure. Doesn't that make me equal to you?" "Three?" Kelly asked "Of course. Your mouth, pussy and arse. Which do you prefer?" Cherie knew this would annoy Kelly. "I don't think that is relevant..." "Don't tell me you're a virgin. Have you blown a guy?" "No, Yuk, i won't put a boy's thing in my mouth and it's not what I came to discuss." "You don't know what you are missing. I guess you haven t had any real relationships yet even if you are in college." "I just want to find out about your preferences." Kelly tried to bring the conversation back to her subject. "I explained that. You will see cross-dressed men here who are with girlfriends or wives. They are happy for their partners to dress as they please and help them even. There are cross dressers or transvestites, transsexuals and those who have transitioned. Men who cross dress are not necessarily gay or promiscuous. Some crossdressers do want a man and are happy to be treated like women. They know how to please their partners like any woman would." "I don't understand the need to cross-dress," Kelly confessed. "You do dress differently when you go to a fancy restaurant or club, don't you? You want to feel good. You would dress for a hot date, wouldn't you? Or dress to attract a sexual partner. So where is the difference? These patrons dress to make themselves and their partners feel good and to enjoy themselves." "Yes, but i don't do it to attract girls. I prefer boys." Kelly was quite adamant. Cherie was at the point of stating that dressed as she was, she would not attract men or women. "I doubt you have a boyfriend with the views you have. You have a specific idea for your ideal boyfriend, right?" "Of course." "So you would only be attracted to say, tall men with blue eyes." Kelly nodded. "Well, males decide on whether they are attracted to big breasted women or short haired, or as tall as they. Do you agree?" "Of course all men are looking for women like that," Kelly replied. "So, if I follow you, you are not looking for a man like that. So what is your preference so we can compare?" Cherie asked. "Well, I want someone normal, kind, educated with a good sense of humor." Kelly was smiling. She knew Cherie had a different view. "So it doesn't matter if he has a small penis and can't pleasure you. Or if he likes to dress differently." "Of course it matters. I wouldn't enjoy that. And I don't want him to dress like... like the people here." "Well, David doesn't seem to attract you and he is all that you appear to want." Cherie stood up. She looked hot and Kelly could see why men were attracted to her. "You seem to have a prejudice about people like me and I am not sure how you can be objective. You probably never had a close girlfriend either." Cherie was being deliberately provocative. "I have opinions," Kelly fumed. "I don't understand why people need to do dress like this." Cherie stood up. "Isn't that what your professor wants you to research? Professor Higgins comes here occasionally. I am sure that's why he sent you here. You should talk to some of the married couples here where he dresses and looks as hot as his wife. They are happy." Cherie saw Kelly's face fall. "I think I need to go see how things are. We open soon. We can talk later but do you have any more intimate questions? I'm glad David is not here or you probably wouldn't answer openly." "I think I have enough," Kelly said putting away her notebook hurriedly. "Maybe David is done and waiting." "Yes, why don't you wait in the bar area. I'll tell him as soon as I see him. I'm sure he will be there as soon as he can." Cherie smiled to herself as Kelly left. David had told her the truth. He and Kelly were just friends. Nothing sexual had taken place. Was David a virgin? Her mind raced. Cherie couldnt wait and called Sophie. "How much longer?" She asked. "Few minutes, "came the reply. Cherie touched up her makeup, applying lipstick more heavily than needed and many layers of gloss. She knew she looked hot. Her mind was racing again anticipating seeing David. There was a knock on the door and Sophie entered. "Ready?" She asked. "You'll be amazed. Didn't have time to nair him but i think you'll like the result." Sophie opened the door wide. The girl standing in the doorway left Cherie speechless. She had a mass of dark curls piled high on her head. She had bright red discs hanging from her ears. The red dress was short, midway to her knees, with a square cut neckline that showed well-proportioned breasts underneath. Her face was striking with highly arched brows, grey shadow and thick lashes. Her mouth was a shiny wet red waiting to be kissed. Her legs were covered in opaque hose that ended in two inch heels. She was a vision of elegance as she stood silently in the doorway. "Oh my God, David," Cherie shouted and rushed to hug the girl. "It's Daniela, Cherie. Or Dani to her friends. David is not here right now," Sophie reminded. "She's gorgeous but if we had more time she'd be even better." "If i didn't have to open now, I'd ravish you right here." Cherie hugged Dani tight, breasts crushing. "How do you feel?" "Incredible," she replied softly. "I can't believe it. Neither will Kelly. I could never have imagined this." "Yes, i don't think she will. I had an interesting talk with her. I have no idea how she will complete her project. Just act like Dani and see how she reacts. She's in the bar." "You want me to meet her like this?" Dani asked, eyes widening. "A beautiful girl like you should not be hiding. Besides, we'll not be far away. I think she'll be jealous. You look better than she." Cherie took Dani's hand and led her out of the room. They walked through the passage and through the heavy curtain. Dani appeared quite steady in the 2" heels. Sophie followed. Dani followed Cherie meekly. She was putty in their hands. She was dreading meeting Kelly although a side of her was thrilled at the way she looked. Cherie saw Kelly sitting at the bar with what appeared to be a glass of water. She appeared impatient looking around her. "Hi Kelly, this is Dani. This is her first time here. You could chat to her." Cherie introduced Dani to a distracted Kelly "Where's David," Kelly asked not paying any attention to Dani. "He should be here by now." "Well. You see, David is not here But Dani here also goes by the name David when she dresses differently," Cherie said with a big smile. "Isn't she gorgeous?" Cherie was still holding Denis hand. "What kind if joke is this? Tell me where David is right now," Kelly demanded, not looking at Dani. She was staring at Cherie. "Kelly, this is David. I'm Dani now," Dani said softly. Kelly looked at Dani aghast. "What the hell do you think you are doing? Why are you dressed like that?" Dani looked at Kelly trying to make up her mind. Cherie was still holding her hand and was squeezing tightly. Thankfully it was just past 8 pm and the club was empty. Sophie and other waitresses were gathering around. "Kelly, you know what kind of club this is, don't you?" Dani started. "People dress as they please. I was not planning this but found it interesting to experience the change. You wanted to research sexual attitudes and you are certainly doing that." Dani's voice was firm and low as if arguing with an unreasonable child. Cherie squeezed her hand even more firmly in support. "You freak!" Kelly shouted. "Are you trying to humiliate me? Are you trying to impress this..this.." "I am a girl with something extra," Cherie said. "I have more femininity than you will ever have. Ask any man - or woman." Cherie's voice was steady, in control of her emotions. "You're trying to turn David gay," Kelly retorted. "You bitch." "Kelly," Dani said, still in that even tone. "Cherie here is more beautiful and exudes more sexuality in her little finger than you have in your whole body. Dave has been around you long enough to know." "You bastard" Kelly shrieked, losing her little girl manner. "I think your research is done. So please leave now. I think your professor would be interested to learn of your approach to 'research' here." Cherie spoke in an authoritative voice. The discussion was over. Kelly was fuming. "By the way," Cherie continued, "this is for your research." Cherie turned to Dani, pulled her in and gave her a kiss, thrusting her tongue in deeply. Dani was not slow to respond and hugged Cherie tighter. All watching clapped. "This is how I treat someone I am attracted to. I don't care how they dress." Cherie said releasing Dani After they finally broke the kiss, Dani looked at Kelly. "That was unbelievable," she said with a big smile. Her red lipstick was smeared. Kelly stormed out. "I made you a promise earlier that I intend to keep tonight," Cherie said softly into Dani's ear, hands discreetly rubbing Dani's crotch. "I'll teach Dani some new tricks." Cherie turned to Sophie. "You better look to open the club on time. I need to repair Dani's makeup. She'll get hit on tonight for sure - I'll be the first." Cherie's face lit up. "I need to fix my face too. Guests will be here soon." Cherie led Dani away holding her hand. Dani smiled at Cherie. "I think I need your help. I like being Dani," she said as she followed. "Do you think we can do this again?" Cherie's face lit up. "Yes, I insist. I have all day tomorrow. You'll see how Dani develops into a beautiful woman. I think Dani is here to stay."