Take a Letter, Jenny Part Two
By David Brennan
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Jenny did not know what to say. She felt that Lisa had deliberately trapped her, but at the same time she found the prospect quite thrilling.
"Yes, all right... but I'll have to get permission from my mistress first." she said.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head about that. Leave it to me. I'll take you to an excellent little Italian restaurant I know. I'll come and pick you up on Wednesday at eight. Make sure you look as gorgeous as you look tonight."
The rest of the night went by in a haze and, before she knew it, Jenny was helping the guests with their coats and curtsying to them as they left.
As she was tidying up, she noticed Lisa staring intently at her from the other side of the room. "Did you enjoy yourself tonight, Jenny?" she asked.
"Oh yes, mistress. I hope I served your guests well?"
"I think you did a very good job of keeping my guests happy.. especially Steve." H er tone was gently mocking.
"Thank you mistress," said Jenny. She meant every word of it, although she did not want to admit, even to herself, that the thought of being romanced and fussed over by a handsome young man could cause her heart to flutter with feelings of submissive bliss.
Sunday went by very quickly, as Jenny was kept busy with a variety of household chores. She woke early and changed from her pink satin nightie into her original ensemble. Dressing as a girl felt completely natural now, but although Jenny could have dressed in a matter of minutes she took her time with each item of clothing. It was so pleasurable to feel the smoothness of the stockings, the tightness of the corset and the soft, feminine rustle of the petticoat. She hummed to herself as she placed the apron around her waist and tied the large bow.
Suddenly she realised that she would have to make herself up for the first ever time. She tried to remember the routine that Lisa had followed and went over to the dressing table.
She usedlong, even strokes to get an even finish to the foundation. The eyeliner was much more difficult, and she needed several attempts before she obtained the right effect. She chose a very subtle light blue eyeshadow and added a hint of blusher high on the cheeks. After some hesitation, a coral pink lipstick was applied and Jenny gave herself a pout of satisfaction in the mirror.
She slowly placed the beautiful auburn wig on her head and, even though the effect was similar to the first time she put it on, the feeling of complete transformation flooded over her again. It was amazing how her movements, her gestures, even her voice changed as soon as she looked so fully like a woman.
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