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Think Pink By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter Two Off to bed he went to catch whatever sleep he could and then was still fairly distraught when he woke to start the day. He tried pulling himself together when he brushed his teeth but really all he could see when he looked at himself was the image of a premature grey loser that lost out on such a gorgeous girl. He wandered inside checking his phone, hoping for a text message that wasn't there and then made himself some coffee. A little morning tv and the newspaper really didn't do much to take away his disma,y and then his phone buzzed with a number he didn't recognize. He looked down, realizing it was Sherri's friend Molly confirming his appointment for a haircut and then began typing a response to cancel it. Before he hit send, he thought more deeply about it and then got up, looking at his greys. He figured if things were going to change for the better that he may as well get rid of them anyway, and then changed his texts to confirm. He got himself together and then headed down to her address, trying to tell himself it was time he get on with a lot of his life as he walked into a large place he'd never think he'd be entering. "Hi," said Ted, walking into the large unisex salon. "Ted Walker. I have an appointment." "With Molly," said the receptionist, reading the screen. "Sure, follow me to the back." He followed the girl to the back before she showed him to a chair that he sat down in, getting ready to have his hair washed. "So you're Sherri's friend," said a gorgeous woman extending her hand. "I'm Molly and happy to meet you." "Thanks." Ted shook her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well." "So what's on the agenda today, Ted?" Molly wrapped her cape around his neck. "And how's my gorgeous friend Sherri doing? She's a firecracker that girl?" "Uuumm? Why yes she is?" smirked Ted. "And she's ok I guess?" "Just ok?" Molly gave him a look. "Weren't you just hanging out with her last night when she texted me to squeeze you in today?" "Well yeah, and honestly she's amazing actually! A sweetheart," Ted replied with a grimace. "Sorry, don't know what else to say and I'm just not used to being in places like this." "It's cool and you'll get used to it," said Molly, running her fingers through his hair. "I don't bite, and you'll need to keep up with this once we get out all these greys. You are way too young and way too cute to have these." "Thanks. I know and they just seemed to sneak up on me," said Ted. "One minute I was young and blonde and the next thing I knew... well damn this." "I bet, and I hear that all the time," laughed Molly, dropping the back of his chair. "Sit back and I'll wash your hair out. Then we'll figure out the right cut and when you walk out of here, you'll be young again." "Thanks." Ted nodded as she began washing his hair. Her fingers felt like magic as she washed and then conditioned his hair as he sat back enjoying the experience. It was nothing like his typical barber trip, as her nails glided through his follicles until she eventually wrapped a towel over his head. Back to her chair they went as she stood behind him for a minute, tossing his hair around as she discussed options and then created a deep left part below his left temple an inch or two above his ear, flipping all of his hair above it to the other side. "So I was thinking we go really short down to almost a buzz on the sides, and then keep the top longer," said Molly, playing with his hair. "I'll blend them into the back with a bit of graduation and once we wipe away the pepper this should be trendy and pretty sexy on you. What do you think?" "Really?" replied Ted, a bit surprised. "I just usually keep my hair parted on one side and don't do that much with it? I was here primarily to dump the greys." "Well that's cool," said Molly, thinking as she looked at him and making a weird face. "I can do it that way and we can stick with a boy cut you can keep as a pixie type look if you really want, but I just thought you needed a change?" "I kind of do," sighed Ted. "What the hell. Go ahead." "You got it!" "Trust me, the girls will love it." Ted liked the sound of that as she took some long straight silver pins from her counter, sliding them through his hair at the crown and then changed the blade on her electric trimmer. Before he could even utter another sound, she was buzzing his hair above one ear as it was flying down his cape as suddenly he could see how short it was in the reflection. He hadn't had his hair buzzed this short in years, yet it happened so fast as quickly she spun his chair so she could do the other side, never moving an inch, instead moving him to the position she wanted until near both ears it had been shortened. She changed the blade again before going in the back as he was completely spun away from the mirror staring out at a girl across from him who was getting highlights while she worked buzzing the back. Before he knew it, she had finally moved putting down the buzzer, blocking his view of the girl with a comb and scissors in her hand. She stretched and trimmed ever so precisely now as he sat while she took down his length, knowing he was getting some type of modern cut. He'd be hip and young again when he'd go to the office instead of looking old and grey as he sat feeling confident with his choices when finally she put her scissors down. She tapped his elbow to follow her back to the chair at the end of the wash area, where he realized she'd be dying his hair. When her gloves went on and she began brushing on the solution, the bad smell was like a breath of fresh air as he thought at least last night's evening of frustration had resulted in something good, as he'd be a new man the next time he'd move from the chair. After ten minutes of tingling when she came back to check on him, he was thinking it was over yet instead, she came equipped with some long thread between her fingers. "So I'm going to do a little threading while the color does it's thing, ok?" asked Molly. "I'm thinking we leave your brows natural for now, because once I clean them up you won't even notice any stray greys in them." "Yeah they do always look better when my barber trims them," said Ted. "Yeah sure they do, and eyes closed," giggled Molly. "But I'm no barber sweetie, and trust me they'll be a hell of a lot better than that when I'm done." He cringed as she ever so carefully reshaped his brows, threading away the unwanted hairs and then eventually trimming. When she eventually finished, back went his head into the sink as she washed out the dye and just when he thought he was finished as she sat up his chair, she began painting atop his head again as he questioned her, all confused. "What happened?" Ted was surprised. "Did it not take?" "No it's fine, but it's a two step process hon," replied Molly as she worked. "Bleach first and now on goes the color. Relax, it'll be fine." "Oh," said Ted as she stripped off her gloves. "I didn't know this was that much work." "This is nothing," giggled Molly, flipping her own hair atop her shoulders. "Try coloring all this and then you can complain." "Sorry," Ted laughed. "I won't then." "Very smart of you," Chuckled Molly, tapping his arm and touching his ear. "So when was the last time you put an earring in here? The hole is half closed up and how about I fix this for you? You like black onyx studs?" "Well yeah but I haven't worn an earring probably since college," said Ted. "Then you're due, and we have them half price if you're interested?" Molly asked. "Oh I don't care about a sale Molly," said Ted. "It's just been a long time and I stopped wearing one when I had to be more professional and get a real job." "You mean like no one is wearing them at work?" said Molly. "Guys and girls wear them in both ears these days you know. It's in vogue in pretty much every profession these days. I think it would look really nice with the new do." "Yeah I don't know?" said Ted. "I'm thinking this hair is enough and I'll pass." "No problem, but I just did like a whole studded ear for this girl that your friend Sherri was into, and wow," said Molly, selling a little. "This girl who looked a bit rough around the edges walked out of here looking amazing. What I'm talking about for you would just be a trendy touch, and worst case scenario... just take them out." "You sure?" Ted was considering it. "Hon, I'd pierce your nose, air brush your makeup and streak your hair pink if you let me, but that's not what I'm talking about here," joked Molly. "I realize you've got a job and a life that requires a bit more discretion. How about I just put in the one?" "Well I guess there's no harm in that," said Ted. "Sure, what the hell." "Cool, be right back," said Molly, leaving for a moment and then returning with a tattoo covered girl. "This is Shawn, and she'll help you with that," said Molly. "Back in a jiffy, hon." "You squeamish, princess?" Shawn looked into his eyes as he turned his face. "No," said Ted, annoyed with the reference. "But we're just doing the one, right?" asked Shawn, loading the piercing gun. "Yes please," replied Ted. "Good, eyes closed then and-" Shawn told him as Ted jumped, feeling his right ear quickly being pierced. "What the fuck?" yelled Ted stunned. "One ear and not the new one." "Maybe you should have been more specific then, because that ear is closed up anyway," said Shawn, annoyed. "So am I doing the other one now or what?" "Like I have a choice, as this is the gay ear right?" Ted moaned shocked. "Do I look like a judge?" said Shawn nastily. "You saying you're not?" "Well no but-" Ted began to reply as Shawn interrupted. "You have a problem with gay people, asshole?" Shawn asked him. "She doesn't at all. Relax, she's bi and right now it's just taking some time to assimilate, so don't take it the wrong way," said Sherri, interrupting and grabbing Shawn's wrist. "Give her a break, ok babe." "Fine!" said Shawn. "And I didn't know, and because she's your friend. Plus I didn't know she's adjusting to our side. So am I doing the old side or what?" "Well, your choice hon." Sherri winked. "But I think it would be a good idea regardless of how you walk out of here today." "Oh," nodded Ted, looking over at Shawn and closing his eyes. "Please, and I'm sorry." "Apology accepte,d and maybe I'll see you out sometime," said Shawn, positioning the gun and piercing through the old hole. "But the drinks are on you if I do." "Absolutely," nodded Ted, almost scared of her. "Unlimited drinks are on me all night." "That's better, princess," said Shawn, squeezing his wris and almost breaking his fingers before she walked away. "You ok?" Sherri asked, looking down. "I am now!" smiled Ted. "What are you doing here, and I'm so sorry about last night?" "No. First of all I'm sorry," said Sherri, taking his hand under his cape. "I overreacted and I shouldn't have. It's just been a long time since I've been with a 'kind of' a guy and I guess I should almost be flattered in a way." "Well it's kind of been a while for me too," said Ted. "I wasn't having much sex in the end, so just you being there and looking so hot, and ... well I'm sorry again but you didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?" "Well I didn't expect to be, and then Molly texted me that you were here," said Sherri. "And really I didn't expect you to show and was like wow.... Maybe something did click last night and I wanted to see you." "But not like this I bet," said Ted. "I must look like a wreck?" "No exactly like this truthfully." Sherri touched his arm. "I mean not the interim in progress thing that no one looks good during, but if you're still game to try again I can run across the street and pick up something cute for us to leave in together?" "You mean girl's clothes?" Ted asked with his eyes widening. "Well yeah?" Sherri answered. "The cut Molly is doing on you is kind of universal, and I was thinking I'd have her do your face, you could change and we could have lunch." "Whoooaaa?" gulped Ted. "Walk out as a girl? And one with short hair? People would probably notice immediately I wasn't and look at me like a freak." "No chance, and you think I'd allow that to happen," said Sherri, leaning down her hand and touching his face softly. "Come, how about we give it a whirl and then don't worry, tomorrow you'll be headed back to work as your male self, just looking a bit blonder and chic like you would have been anyway? What do you say and I think you owe me anyway don't you? Or at least Diana does?" "Owe you? Yes!" gulped Ted. "But you sure about the rest? You won't get too crazy with this right?" "Sure about it yes." Sherri turned around and walked away. "Getting crazy with shit? No guarantees there, but we'll go slow and you tell me when I need to slow it down and I will." "I can't believe I'm saying ok," nodded Ted. "For some weird reason, I trust you." "Thanks! Now trust me with your credit card and I promise I won't go nuts," said Sherri, holding out her hand. "I saw a few cute things on sale that I could see you in." "This is all nuts," said Ted, shaking his head as he reached in his pocket, pulling it out. "No, the only nuts around here will soon be finding themselves put in a warm safe place when I get back," said Sherri, leaning down and pecking a kiss as she took the card. "Back when you're blonder, girlfriend, with a cute outfit and I'll chat with Molly on the way out." "What have I done?" Ted stared at her tight ass as she wiggled away. He sat another twenty minutes until finally Molly returned, checking on his hair. She toned and conditioned his hair until she was satisfied with the result, and then finally raised his chair back up, towel drying it a little. He followed heras she brought him back to her chair with his head wrapped in a small towel, turban style, and then the moment she unwrapped it to dry blow it out, his eyes were almost bugging, staring at his reflection. "Holy crap, that's blonde!" mumbled Ted as she began brushing it back. "Not what you expected?" questioned Molly, giving him a look. "Not really?" sighed Ted. "Oh don't worry, it'll look lighter and really pop once I dry it," said Molly, taking her blow dryer from her vanity. "It's a great color for you." On went her blow dryer as with a big hard bristle brush she brushed his hair away from his fac,e rolling it back as she removed the moisture. With his hair short on the sides, it took but a minute until she put down the dryer and then he stared at himself, stunned with his new look. "So?" said Molly standing behind him, brushing. "Looks amazing on you, right?" "I'm platinum?" Ted was stunned. "Yup, that's the in color these days, and so many guys and girls are rocking it," said Moll,y touching his hair with her hands, moving it around. "We can spike it, roll it back, you can gel it down flat and flip it to either side. It's so hot right now. Adam Levine, Pink, Pete Davidson, Scarlett, and so many celebs rocking this look and now you." "And now me?" replied Ted, staring at himself. "I was only dirty blonde?" "Well we all grow up and make changes for the better hopefully, but you definitely did," said Molly, picking at it. "I like the choice you made, and it looks even better with the earrings." "Well it's definitely going to turn some heads in the office when I go to work, so I hope you're right?" said Ted, turning his head right and left. "I bet," smiled Molly. "And trust me, the chicks are definitely going to dig you, honey." "Well let's hope so when she gets back," said Ted, taking a deep breath taking in his new look. "No, I meant regular chicks. Like straight ones too," laughed Molly. "But don't worry I realize that's not really what you're into at the moment, and I'll have that covered by the time she gets back." "Oh," replied Ted, a little embarrassed. "Thanks I think?" "Don't worry! Just close your eyes and let me do my thing." Sherri set up some cosmetics on her counter. "Imagine you're still that dirty blonde, because if I know my friend even platinum as you are now, she'll be bringing the dirty blonde out in you if you know what I mean." "Can I use the bathroom before we start?" Ted got down from the chair. "Please." "Sure, second door near the back?" said Molly, giving him a look. "You ok?" "Yes, I just need a minute," said Ted, pulling off his cape and hurrying over. He raced into the single person bathroom, locking the door, almost hyperventilating as he dropped his pants. He almost couldn't believe he was the softer, emasculatde looking platinum headed dude in the mirror, unable to control his thoughts about Sherri as he dropped his drawers. It took only two yanks of his member before he exploded into the bowl, trying to gasp as quietly as he could, hoping no noise could be heard above the salon's music or the bathroom's exhaust fans. A couple of squeezes and then a few shakes were all that was necessary until finally he washed his hands and wiped any sweat from above his now manicured brows. When he returned to her chair, he was more relaxed and ready, as the second the cape wrapped around his neck he just opened and closed on command as she stood between him and the mirror, working on his face. It was nothing like what Sherri had done in his bathroom, as instead Molly was precise, blending and contouring from his neck up to his hairline. Soft brushes, various applicators and sharp pencils were such different experiences, as expertly she made him up until finally he realized she was almost done as she began lining his lips. It was all he could do to keep himself calm as he could taste the flavor while she painted the color from a palette onto his mouth and then he could feel himself tremble as she stepped back, looking at her work. When she asked him to close his eyes again and set his face with a spray, he felt goose bumps when finally he was allowed to pop them open now, as curious as he was frightened. "Oh you are not going to cheat until I dress you, Diana," said Sherri, touching his shoulder. "I didn't know you were there," sighed Ted. "And now you do, so stop fidgeting so Molly can finish, because I'm starving," said Sherri, sliding her nails through the short hair on his neck. "I put your credit card in the wallet I bought you that matches your pocketbook, and don't worry I didn't intend on buying you a wallet, but it was such a deal with the bag that it was impossible to pass up." "I love that bag!" squealed Molly, looking into the big shopping bags on the floor. "And let me see the outfit so I can see if I need to make any adjustments." "He got some really cute stuff," said Sherri happily. "Right?" "Oh my gawwdd yes!" said Molly. "And I think you mean she really did?" "Oops! No way should I make that mistake for sure now," giggled Sherri. "I'm adjusting too you know." "You're adjusting?" Ted said. "Well I suggest you adjust quick sweetie, because he's almost gone girl!" Molly teased as she pulled close the curtain. "You can dress her if it's quick while I plug in my stuff." "Thanks," said Sherri, pulling out some undergarments. "Stand up Diana, and try to relax!" "Relax," sighed Ted, feeling his knees knock. "Seriously?" "Yeah seriously, and don't get any wrong ideas here," said Sherri softly patting him before unbuckling his pants. "This is not like at your apartment." "Yeah honestly I wasn't," Ted replied nervously as his pants slid to the floor. "Good," nodded Sherri, kicking them away. "And I'm starting you casual as I'm thinking you're not ready to handle spikey heels or your fake big boobs to be hanging out." "Please no," gulped Ted as she cautiously unbuttoned his shirt sliding it down his arms. "Exactly, and then relax but part of my statement was more intended to mean relax down below," said Sherri, reaching down, feeling him soft. "So good job down there honey, and how about we take care of that issue before it becomes one." "But..." Ted began to say. "But don't mind me," said Molly, turning her back working on something on her vanity. "No worries, and I'm not looking sweetie." "Thank Mol," said Sherri, pulling down his boxers and then having him step into a gaff. "Whoooaaahhhh," Ted recoiled as she pulled him back and snugged the elastic inside his butt cheeks. "Told you we had these in the store, and they do work perfectly," said Sherri, holding out a lacy panty now. "Step in girl and just one more second Molly, but she's decent now." "Cool, give me your hand honey and these should at least do the trick for today, Sherri," said Molly, measuring some nails against Ted's fingers. "A little soaking when you get home and they'll pop right off before you go to work tomorrow honey." Before he could even think twice, some glue squirted on his thumb and on went a nail with five second glue. Inside a bra went his arms now as Sherri adjusted the fit until she had it clasped properly around his rib cage and then inserted some silicon enhancers. She adjusted the shoulder straps up and down while pushing and prodding at his flesh until finally she was satisfied with his figure, taking some hose from the bag. Over his toes and up his thighs they went before she tugged tightly, snapping the waist band and then out came thankfully something that looked more normal as he stepped into some jeans. They were softer than the jeans he had worn there, and much snugger as she snapped them, zipping them up. Over his head now she dropped a clingy top and then she folded his hands into a semi-fist, carefully pulling it over his right before his left. As he looked down seeing a hint of cleavage and then over to his hand, he realized he'd been so absorbed with Sherri that he hadn't even noticed that Molly had finished his nails on his right hand and was mid-way through the left hand. Hearing a zipper open behind him was a strange sound, knowing he was dressed but then it oddly became sensible as he felt his foot go into a shoe. When the zipper closed, she slipped on the other and then he could feel himself trembling nervously as she stood up right in front of him. "Ok hon, your nails are glued on and you're dressed, so sit back down for a minute with your fingers flat," said Molly, wrapping her cape back over him and taking his arm so he could step back to sit down. "You don't have that much hair to do, so I'll be quick, but this can be really hot so calm down and look straight ahead unless I move you." As Molly stretched his hair and clamped down with the hot tool, he looked out of the corner of his eyes nervously at Sherri as she stared at him, biting her lip. She knew she was making him even more nervous, so she broke eye contact, instead leaning down and lifting the cape, clipping a bracelet over his wrist. He could feel some rings sliding over his fingers as she'd pull them on and off to find the right fit with each one. Was it the hot iron against his scalp or his loins longing to move he contemplated as he looked up at Sherri when she stepped back, raising her brows with a devilish grin on her face. "What?" mumbled Ted, ready to pass out. "Nothing?" smiled Sherri, raising her brows. "Eyes closed, be still one last time, Diana?" said Molly, covering his face with her hand and spraying his head. "I'm done?" Ted asked as Molly reached in with her fingers, making a few final tweeks to his hairdo. "Just about," said Molly, spritzing a spot here and another there before pulling off his cape. "And done girl. Wanna see?" "Oh my gawwddd?" shivered Ted staring at Sherri. "Should I want to? I'm almost afraid to?" "Toughen up bitch," joked Sherri, rolling her eyes and taking his chair, spinning it towards the mirror. "But if you don't like it, I'll have Molly give you platinum curls down to your ass, and I'll take your credit card for shopping again!" "Again?" Ted was concerned. "I'd say this might be enough for today." "Yeah and next time to the princess store down the block, and you can leave here as a sissy in a frilly pink dress," joked Sherri, undressing and pulling on a tight form fitting dress. "No thanks, please," said Ted, shaking. "And wow." "Thanks and you bought it plus the shoes, so I'm glad you like it," said Sherri, stepping into some stilletos. "Now forget me and toughen up! Take a good look at yourself, and you tell me what you think?" "Holy shit!" said Ted, twisting his neck from side to side and getting up, moving closer to the mirror. "This is really me?" "Well yeah, and if you're asking me, I'd save the sissy dress up party for another day ladies, because I think this look rocks," said Molly, flicking her wrist. "But hey? Whatever rocks your world, girls." "This will do, thank you very much," smiled Sherri. "Thank gawwdd, because you're a tough customer, Sherri," joked Molly. "I can make that happen too if you need me to next time, but right now I am backed up on some of my appointments, so text me if you need me Sherri, and you girls have fun today, ok?" "Thank you so much," Sherri handing her Ted's card. "Make sure you give yourself a very generous tip. Right Diana?" "I can't believe I'm saying this, but..?" said Ted, twisting and staring at himself before tossing up his hands having to smile. "Why the hell not?" "Now that's the attitude I've been dying for!" said Sherri, coming up next to him. "So are you fucking hot or what, girl?" "Well, I'm hopefully fucking something today?" laughed Ted. "Yuummmm dirty girl." Sherri put her arm around him and grabbed his ass. "But not just yet you're not? I've got like four layers protecting both of us from that disruptive problem you've got until I'm ready to let the little squirter back out." "Yeah I noticed that," said Ted, looking down at himself. "And you noticed there's not a dude in sight now, didn't you bitch?" asked Sherri, licking her lips. "It does look that way, doesn't it?" said Ted, still stunned at his makeover. "Damn right it does, blondie," smiled Sherri, slipping her arm through his. "So it's about time you take your girlfriend to dinner or would you rather we go pick up two cute guys that would love to take us both." "Ah no," said Ted turning towards her. "So even like this I'm like the guy in this relationship?" "Don't get crazy stereotyping, being you're the chick with the short hair in pants, because butch you are not," said Sherri, turning tough, getting almost right in his face. "Either way though, you're fucking paying for every damn thing because you've got all the money, but I'm the alpha girl in this relationship, so don't let the long hair and skirt fool you on that one. Understand me, Diana?" "Fully?" replied Ted, frightened yet completely turned on. "Even if I have no idea what I just agreed to?" "Like it matters, and just go with it," smiled Sherri, snapping her fingers before taking his hand and pulling him from the room. "Plus you're in no position to argue anyway, so then let's go sign your credit card slip, and I'm driving your car." To the counter they wen,t handsomely tipping before they headed outside. She clicked open his car and then walked around giggling as she opened his door for him to get in. "I've never been in this seat before," laughed Ted as she was adjusting his seat and his mirror. "And I've never driven a little Benz like this," Winked Sherri, adjusting the seat and mirrors before backing up. "Figure it's a good change for both of us." "Sure," Chuckled Ted, buckling his seat belt. "Because it's not like anything else has changed?" "Change is good, Diana! We all need some change now and then," said Sherri. "And you needed it more than most, whether you'll admit it to yourself or not, though is yet to be seen." "Oh I think its about to be seen by everyone I walk past whether I like it or not," said Ted, folding down the mirror, staring at himself from every angle. "Relax, because there's not a person that will notice a damn thing except a beautiful confident woman, so get your mind working on that," said Sherri as she drove. "And the more you stare into those pretty eyes you've got, you'll realize the only change might be for the better, so enjoy your Diana time while you can, ok?" Sherri reached over, taking his hands as they stopped for a light and then looking into his eyes, cracking a soft smile. When the light changed, she let go making sure to have both hands on the wheel as they chatted while they drove to a nice restaurant and then pulled up at the valet. The butterflies that filled his stomach were turning to knots as the valet opened his door. When his foot hit the pavement, the knots felt more like a punch in the gut as he stepped from the car and then Sherri came around, looping her arm through his. "Come on, and don't worry," said Sherri as they started walking. "I'll do the talking and do you think I'd be taking you out to a place to embarrass myself if I didn't think you look amazing." "What's amazing is that somehow I'm actually out like this?" Ted was petrified as she was leading him towards the door. "Well we all start somewhere?" said Sherri, stopping as she grabbed the door handle and looking at him and grinning. "It's just lunch." "Yeah I know and I'm hoping I did all this for more than lunch," said Ted, shaking his head. "Time will tell, won't it Diana?" said Sherri, holding the door for him to step in. "Now you taking an important step here or what?" He looked at her with a smirk on his face, tossing up his hands and stepping inside the busy restaurant. He was dressed casually in blue acid washed denim jeans and a cream colored peplum shaped blouse. On his feet black suede knee high boots folded over in a cuff just above his knees and had a flat heel so he easily walked in them. The blouse's sleeves were tight down to his elbow before growing wide and flowing across his forearms. The matching peplum ruffle below his thin waistline gave the illusion of more hips than he had, and matched the three quarter wide flowing sleeves. With a hint of cleavage in the top's rounded open cut, the outfit delivered a cute shape of thin young woman. Of course being in women's clothes in public would be as bizarre as anything he'd ever dealt with in his life, but more than the clothes on his back, he was scared shitless what people would perceive as they stared at his face. Even as a guy, he'd never been with a girl with such a sharp, chic appearance as he didn't even know many women who dared to step out looking so bold. The look they bestowed on him seemed more strongly fit for poised rock star, flashy model or fem power broker, yet he was quite the opposite, wanting to hide instead of garnering even a moment of attention. They had taken his vanilla side parted conservative hair style and replaced it with something he couldn't believe atop his head. Gone was his salt and pepper everyday look, replaced with a brave short hairdo and bold platinum blonde color. On the sides and at the nape it was buzzed down very short, but atop his head it stood teased a bit before she curled it back, making it look quite wavy. He could see how if he gelled or flattened it a bit that it would work for a male, yet with his face flawlessly made up that was not exactly the image that today they intended for him. With his former thick brows completely reshaped and softened in color just a few tones, the light brunette arches above his eyes helped set the tone for his dramatic eye makeup. With his inner water lines thinly lined in black and a very thick black eyeliner on the top lid, his crystal blue pupils popped in a cat-like manner. Above, this jet back outer creases only added to the darkened look, yet a shimmering bronze shadow at the middle of each lid added an element of metallic like glimmer. He could feel his long, thick false lashes touch underneath his brow as he batted them, still bewildered by the feel as they blended into the arch where an ivory shadow served to accent beneath his brows. A thick plum rouge at each cheek brought out his natural cheekbone, and a shimmer illuminated from just above each one giving his face such a radiant glow. Finishing his look though would be a bold scarlet red lip, as the ultra-high shine gloss jumped off his face like a blinding light shined in your eyes. With his lips over lined in a sweetheart shape to look plump and large, every stray eye would at least take a glance at the audacious lip color. You would think that a woman in jeans with short hair would garnish much less attention than the hot friend she was with in high heels, a short dress and a head full of curls, but very quickly he realized that wasn't entirely the case. As many stray eyes seemed to look his way as they weaved through a series of tables on the way to theirs, he was taken a aback that so many turned to smiles as they checked him out. For once in his life, he was with the pretty girl next door type yet he was her girl, garnering plenty of attention as he clung tight to her arm until finally they were seated at a table. When he sat and the waiter poured them some water, his long pointy silver ombre stiletto nails were shaking as he lifted a glass of water to his lips. He was not just a girl but a woman out for a nice lunch with her friend who he was dying to be with. "Bring us a bottle of your finest red wine and then give us a few minutes, ok?" Sherri reached over, softly touching his wrist, pushing his glass back down to the table. "Stay away from that ok Diana?" "OK? It's only water?" said Ted in his softest voice. "Yeah and it makes you pee," Sherri softly stroked his hand with her index finger before finally pulling back. "Drink some wine first to take the edge off, and let's avoid the water so we don't have to run to the ladies room fifteen minutes into our lunch please." When the waiter came back and poured them some wine, they clinked glasses before little by little he started to relax. Fifteen minutes later they were almost like girlfriends having a casual lunch, opening up and giggling without any fuss. After a few more glasses of wine, a lot more of his guts spilled out to her as she was an expert with questions. Ted could barely believe he had pulled off being out like this, as no one around them mentioned a word about him being something he wasn't. He was still mindful though of stray eyes looking their way, but she warned him this was just the norm and then he accepted it, getting as comfortable as he could as Diana. He was smitten with not just her beauty but her personable nature as they gazed at each other and at times held hands on the table. When they finished a small dessert, she instructed him how to fix his lips in his compact as he followed her instructions to a "t", glossing up right at the table. The gratified expression on her face as he followed her instruction was impossible to miss and then he stretched his fingers, giggling as his bracelets went back down his wrist as he snapped closed his compact. He looked at his nails, nervously wanting to say something but really wasn't sure, and then she broke the ice being as bold as always as he dropped his cosmetics back in his purse. "So that wasn't so hard," Sherri said. "Was it?" "Putting on a little lipstick? No?" said Ted, rubbing his lips together. "But putting some lipstick on a pig and making him into something else? Well?" "Into what, Diana?" Sherri placed her elbow on the table and leaned forward, placing her chin in her hand, staring at him. "Not that I don't think little piggies are adorable, but I haven't seen any around, girlfriend." "You know what I mean, Sherri?" said Ted. "This is wild and I'm turned on beyond belief, but is this how you're looking to date me? Like I'm needing to be like this on every date with you?" "Date is such a strong, oldies type word, girl," Sherri said as suddenly he felt her foot between his legs and the point of her pump push into his crotch. "And from what I feel, you don't seem that turned on to me bitch?" "Well how could I be in this?" replied Ted, feeling his manhood trapped yet trying to come to life. "And is that what you think of me? What you want me to really be? Your bitch?" "Isn't that obvious, and don't be so sensitive already?" Sherri rolled her eyes. "And it's an expression, so don't get your panties in a ruffle over it, but it appears you aren't anyway?" "My panties in a ruffle? How could they be?" "You know? After all we just talked about with each other, am I wasting my time here?" Sherri pulled back her foot. "Fuck! I was really really hoping I wasn't, but I knew I might be?" "But Sherri-" Ted began to say before he stopped mid-sentence, looking up. "Excuse me ladies to interrupt?" said the waiter with the check, handing it to Ted. "I didn't notice Mrs. Walker that you accidentally handed me your husband's credit card, but I did run it successfully, so if you wouldn't mind just sign Mrs. in front your name on the signature line." "Oh...uuumm... Did I?" said Ted, scribbling. "Sure.... of course." "Thank you and sorry to interrupt, ladies," said the waiter, taking it. "Have a wonderful evening." "You too," said Sherri, tossing her napkin on the table as the waitor left. "I think I'm gonna go, Diana." "Sherri please don't, and I'm sorry!" said Ted, reaching over and grabbing her hand. "You're not wasting anything, and I'm here with you, aren't I?" "Well yeah," said Sherri, looking away as he rubbed her thumb. "Then stay. Please," said Ted, not letting go. "I mean come on, look at me and I did all this right?" "Well I guess so, Mrs. Walker," joked Sherri, looking up at him and softly smiling. "So you going to tell me about him or are we just going to live a lie? Hide all this from your husband?" "Ladies, excuse me again," said the waiter, holding a tray of drinks. "From the gentlemen at the bar. Should I put them down or tell them no." "Really?" smirked Sherri, turning and looking over at the men. "Sherri," Ted was stunned. "Oh come on. Why the hell not?" Sherri took her glass and raised it towards the men. "I'm not married, so I don't mind if they join us for a drink." "What are you doing?" asked Ted, panicking. "I can't meet men and you're a lesbian." "Relax, your married, right, and remember I was still a lesbian when I met you, right?" said Sherri, smiling at the guys as she was inviting them over with her expressions. "Yeah, and looked what happened to me," Ted replied as the guys were heading their way. "Yeah what happened was you apparently settled down with some stud muffin, Mr. Walker, and are out with your single friend as one of the hotties for a change," Teased Sherri. "Now just turn on the charm, have a drink and this will be a good experience for you!" "You know I want to fucking kill you," mumbled Ted. "Right?" "The fuck part, yes?" Sherri replied as the guys approached. "Hey guys! I'm Sherri and this is Diana. Thank you so much for the drinks." "You're welcome," said the guy. "I'm Dave and this is Toby. Can we join you?" "Sure?" said Sherri. "Why not? I mean we weren't out to meet guys or anything, but one drink wouldn't hurt, right?" "Well neither were we, but when you see two ladies this pretty, all alone....?" said Dave. "Well I'd be kicking myself later if I didn't even say hello." "Oh we wouldn't want that?" said Ted sarcastically. "Diana!"!! Sherri playfully slapped her arm. "Sorry fellas. She's a sarcastic bitch my friend. Comes from having a lack of sex lately." "Wait!"!! Ted spit out his drink. "What?" "Well we can fix that quite easily, Diana."Toby raised his hand. "I'll volunteer, no problem." "Kidding!"! laughed Sherri. "Sorry my friend has been through a lot lately, which is why we're hanging out today. Big changes in her life, so just give her a little slack, ok?" "Sure whatever you need," said Toby. "And I'm sorry to hear that if you need a shoulder to cry on, then here I am." "Uuumm. I'm good," said Ted, pushing Toby's hand off his back. "But thanks." "She's needing some space, guys," said Sherri, touching Toby's arm, gently giving Ted a look. "I'm sure you guys are not like thi,s but the man she thought she knew was not the husband she needed, so right now we're working on getting past that so Diana can blossom as this new woman inside her if that makes sense?" "Oh definitely," said Toby. "I had a bad breakup with my ex-wife, and next time I saw her I barely recognized her." "Sound familiar?" laughed Sherri, looking at him. "Vaguely," laughed Ted. "Sorry, inside joke," Sherri said, seeing the guys look at them funny. "But let's just say she's going through some changes and even the new haircut on my girl here is taking some getting used to for her." "Well I'm not sure what you looked like before, but whatever you did looks fantastic on you, Diana," said Toby, looking him up and down. "Breakups are tough though and that shit takes time." "Well it's not exactly like that," said Ted, reaching over and taking Sherri's hand. "But let's say we're trying some new things that are requiring some patience." "Wait?" said Toby. "Are you saying you two...?" "No way!" said Dave, dumbfounded. "And I was just going to ask for your phone number." "Who says we're saying anything, and give me your phone?" said Sherri, taking his phone and texting herself. "There." "I'm so confused here" said Dave as she slapped his phone into his hand. "See babe, you're not the only blonde then," Sherri leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I got your number now Dave, and you got mine, so thanks for the drink. Ready, Diana?" "So I should call you?" Dave askedas she looped arms with Ted, dragging him away from the table. "Oh I donnnoo?" said Sherri, shrugging her shoulders without turning around. "Night boys." As she wiggled her fingers waving goodbye, the guys were extremely confused and aroused as Sherri led Ted from the restaurant. As they got outside and she handed the ticket to the valet, Ted looked over at her, seemingly just as confused, scratching his head and trying to figure out where he stood with her after all this. Did she just pick up a guy while she was with him he wondered as he stepped into his car as a passenger once again, or tell them they were lesbians? as she sped off driving his car. "So what happens next now, and even before that what the hell just happened, and where exactly are we going?" asked Ted, all confused and curious. "Wouldn't you like to know?" Sherri smiled.