The Actress

Paul sat on the bed then and picked up a pair of stockings. Carefully he rolled one up his leg, noticing as he did so how smooth his hairless skin felt, and fastened it to the straps of the suspenders.

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"Are you nervous?" Sarah asked as he put on make-up the following morning. "Not at all" he told her, and he realised it was true. As a man he always suffered from stage fright to some degree but as a woman he felt more confident. They headed to the theatre for rehearsals.

"Okay, thanks everyone, that's it for today." Sarah called when the rehearsal was done. "Paul, could I have a word before you go?"

Paul walked gracefully to the side of the stage where he carefully negotiated the narrow steps. "They weren't made for anyone wearing heels," he thought as he came across to where Sarah was sitting. He pushed down the theatre seat with one hand while the other brushed his skirt against his thighs, then sat down.

Sarah noted with a smile that the action had been done without conscious thought. "You did well today," she told him, "there is no doubt that you can do it, but I think you should still practise for the rest of this week. You don't want to risk getting complacent at this stage." Paul agreed and for the next four days lived entirely as a woman. Each day he became more confident and his acting improved accordingly.

"You'll be trying to take over the show soon," she joked as they ate a celebratory dinner together at home on Friday evening. "That's the idea," he agreed with a very unmasculine giggle.

"Well it took drastic measures but you stuck it out. I expect you will be glad to get your old clothes back." Paul looked across the table at the woman who had become his friend and sipped his wine to avoid answering. "Well, you will. Won't you?" she persisted.

"I've been thinking..." Paul began.

"Yes?" she prompted him.

"Well, it's just that since I have been such a success this week, I thought that I might continue to live like this for a while. At least until the play is finished." Sarah stared at him for a long moment then slowly smiled as she understood what he was saying. "Just until the play is over?" she questioned in a teasing tone. Paul grinned widely at her, grateful that she understood.

"Perhaps," he answered....

The End

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