The Actress
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By lunch time of that first day, however, Paul was disheartened. He had played the part of a woman as well as he could, but it had become apparent that feminine gestures and mannerisms did not come naturally to someone who had lived all his life as a man. He felt awkward and clumsy.
"I'll never be able to do this," he said dejectedly when Sarah had to remind him for what seemed like the millionth time to smooth his skirt under his thighs as he sat down.
"Of course you will," she assured him. "The problem at the moment is that you are still trying to act like a woman. You have to relax and become one - then those small gestures will be natural." One look at his face told her that drastic measures were necessary to counter his negativity. "Right, we are going shopping this afternoon," she told him in a voice that brooked no argument, "you need to meet people to gain some confidence, and we need to buy you some clothes of your own."
Paul felt nervous about being seen in public and it was with growing trepidation that he followed Sarah out of the house. The heels of his shoes clicked loudly on the pavement as they walked to the bus stop, and a light breeze swirled his skirt around his legs. It was a pleasant sensation but it also made him feel vulnerable and defenceless, and not just through fear of being 'found out'.
He had a sudden insight into how a woman on her own must feel while walking home at night, and with it came the realisation that he had just experienced his first female thought. Their first stop was to buy him a handbag. "A woman never goes anywhere without her handbag, so you won't either." she told him.
Paul readily agreed to this as he had quickly found that while wearing a dress he had nowhere to keep his money or even the key to the house. For someone like him who normally had pockets crammed full of things that he could not live without, the purchase was a necessity. For the remainder of the afternoon they browsed among the shops fitting Paul out with a complete new wardrobe. He discovered that he enjoyed the experience. The sales staff were pleasant and treated him as they would any female customer. And no one suspected that he was anything other than what he appeared to be. "No one suspected at all," Paul said gleefully to Sarah when they returned home.
That night Paul stayed at Sarah's. She had given him a nightdress to wear and as he slipped it on over his head, the flimsy material slid sensuously against his skin. He shuddered with pleasure and climbed into bed.
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