"In The First Flower of Womanhood"--Part 8

    I looked across the room at a girl in a pink suit, white gloves and heels, shoulder-length brown hair, standing next to Wendy, a blonde friend of ours. I whispered to Kathleen, "Is that--"
    "Let's walk over and find out", she smiled.
    We crossed the room. Kathleen greeted Wendy, then the four of us slipped into a nearby hallway.
    I smiled at the girl in the pink suit and quietly asked, "Richard?"
    My smile was returned. "No, Veronica. Carl?"
    "No, Priscilla."
    "You look very nice, Richard, I mean Veronica."
    "Thank you, Carl, I mean, Priscilla. So do you."
    "We're lucky to have boyfriends who are willing to become girls for us, aren't we, Wendy?" Kathleen asked.
    "We are, but I think they didn't do it just for us," Wendy replied. She then said to me, "This isn't your first time in girls clothes, is it, Priscilla?"
      I was about to respond when Madame K. approached our group. She smiled as she said, "Wendy &...Veronica, I want you to please excuse Kathleen &...Priscilla. I must talk to them in private."
      The way Madame K. said the second and fourth names made me think she suspected something.
    "Yes, Madame, Veronica and I have to leave anyway", Wendy said, her voice a bit shaky. "We'll see you girls later."
    "Goodbye, girls", we said.
    "Now I want both of you young ladies to please follow me upstairs."

    We entered a small office. Madame said for us to take seat.
    "First of all, Kathleen, I want to say how well you danced today. I believe you can become a professional dancer."
    "Thank you, Madame!" Kathleen exclaimed. I also smiled at what Madame K. said.
    "And, as for you, Priscilla, you handled those boys quite well."
    "Thank you, ma'am, I have to keep my older--"
    "You may drop the accent and the story, young...must I finish the sentence?"
    "No," I sighed. "I guess you realize that I'm really a boy."
    "I do, but you'll be glad to hear that no one else does. I heard a few people say they thought the girls in the blue and pink suits looked very nice."
     "I'm glad to hear that. And, please, PLEASE don't be angry with Kathleen. This was all my idea! I had heard--."
    "Why do think I'm angry, Priscilla?"
    "You aren't?"
    "Certainly not!" she laughed. "I think every boy should experience what's happened to you today...and what might happen later."
    "That's good news, Madame. I like girls and women very much, and I wish I could have a female body for a few hours, but I don't think I could be a girl forever."
    "And I don't want you to be a girl forever, but I'm glad you're one for this afternoon." Kathleen said. Then she arose and kissed me on the mouth.
    "With Kathleen's permission, and of course yours, I want you to spend some time with my friend Miss Erika and me. I have something very special planned for you."
    "Will I get to wear a tutu?" I asked hopefully?
    "Yes, but that will come later. Now, Kathleen, it's time for you to go with your aunt and the other ladies. Priscilla will be in good hands."
    "Yes, Madame." They hugged each other. Then Kathleen hugged and kissed me, then she left.
    "What do you have in mind, Madame?"
    I asked.
    "Come into the bedroom with me and find out", the lady replied.


      TO BE CONTINUED!