David's Story

by Teddie S

  

Chapter 3

A Birthday and More

  

After I slipped the glasses on her, I stood back, looked for a few seconds, smiled, and said, "Happy birthday Dana."

"Happy birthday?"

"Sure. I think Dana was born today. Take a look."

He slowly turned around and looked in the mirror. The smile on his face was fantastic. He turned back around, looked at me, and said, "You're . . . You're right. And, I . . . I can't believe that I look this good."

"Believe it lover. You make one fantastically pretty girl. I can't believe it either."

He stood up and walked over to the full length mirror, and spent a long time looking at himself. I really loved what I was seeing, David, now Dana, enjoying his new look. He looked happy. Dana was a very pretty, sexy, girl. Those long sexy legs, a curvy body, and now a face to match. My husband looked like a very sexy girl.

He turned, looked at me, and asked, "Is it too much?"

"No lover.", I responded. "I love the way you look. You're very pretty, and I'm jealous."

"Jealous?"

I smiled at him, and said, "Uh huh. Jealous that you can look so good as a girl. You look perfect." And, I thought, 'Yea. Good enough to eat.'

"As long as you don't mind. How hard is it to learn to do makeup?"

"I don't mind at all. I love seeing this. And, the makeup will just take some lessons and practice."

"Will you teach me?"

"You know I will."

Over the next few weeks I spent time teaching David how to properly apply and take off makeup, and it was no surprise that he learned very quickly. He did have problems with the eyeliner, but don't we all. We also kept working on his eyebrows and they were slowly becoming feminine.

Something I noticed with great interest, was that when he was Dana he tried to be as feminine as possible. There were times that it was too much, but the longer it went on the better he became at being a she.

One day just before Christmas, David and I were walking through one of the local malls and we stopped in a shop that specialized in earrings. We looked at some very nice ones and I said, "You know. You need to get your other ear pierced."

"Why?"

"So Dana can wear sexy earrings."

"Won't having to keep the stud in my right ear until it heels cause people to wonder?"

"Love. Who cares what others think? You'll love it and I'll love it."

"Well, school won't be a problem, but work may be another issue."

"So, just tell them it's your fashion statement. And, I'll get Dana a couple pairs of really nice earrings for Christmas."

"Dana gets presents?"

"Why not, as long as she gets me something.", I said with a sly little smile.

We picked out a pair of small studs and had the girl put one in his right ear. We replaced the diamond stud in his left ear with the other small stud so that they'd match. I looked around at the earrings and saw a number of pairs that would look cute on her. I'd come back by myself.

Christmas came, and after David and I had opened our presents there was only one left under the tree. The one from me to Dana. I asked David, "Aren't you going to open Dana's present?"

"No. That's for her, not me. Besides, she's coming over later. Isn't she?", he said.

"I guess so. When's she coming?"

"I thought you told her to come over for dinner?"

Playing along, I said, "Oh that's right."

David disappeared into the bedroom about two hours before dinner and I went back to working on dinner. I knew Dana would be here to help me before very long.

About an hour after David had disappeared, I heard Dana walk into the kitchen. I turned around and looked. There stood Dana dressed in a very cute dress that showed off her figure. Her nails were done, for the very first time, in a dark red. She had really done a very nice job on her makeup. She was wearing the red stilettos with the ankle straps. And, her hair was flawless. The only thing I could think was, 'Damn. She is sexy.'

She smiled and asked me, "Is there anything that I can help with?"

"Sure honey. Would you set the table and open a bottle of wine?"

After dinner, and it surprised me how little Dana ate knowing how much David usually ate, we went into the den. I picked up Dana's present from under the tree and handed it to her. She opened it and smiled as she looked at what I'd gotten her. I'd given her three pairs of earrings. A pair of large hoops, a pair of long dangly diamond ones, and a really fancy pair that looked like fancy lace inside a gold frame.

She thanked me with a big hug and whispered, "I love you."

She then opened her purse and handed me a very nicely wrapped present. The card said, 'To my best girlfriend. Love. Dana.' I unwrapped it and found a long jeweler's box. I opened the box and found a very pretty gold neckless with two diamonds on it. I looked at her and said, "You shouldn't have."

"Yes I should."

"It's too much."

"Not for you."

Dana took the necklace out of the box and placed it around my neck. As she did, I asked, "What are the two diamonds for?"

"They represent our love for each other."

I turned around and kissed her full on the lips, this was the first time that I'd ever done this with Dana, and it wasn't a short kiss. I could taste her lipstick. When we broke the kiss, I blushed and said, "I'm sorry."

"For what?", she said with a smile, "We're still who we've always been."

"I know. But, you look so much like a sexy girl."

"But, I'm still your husband."

We then hugged for a long time. I whispered to her, "I love you so much."

She whispered, "No more than I love you."

We broke the hug and kissed again.

The rest of the evening was spent sitting in the den talking and sipping a good bottle of wine.

By the time Mach rolled around David was very good at transforming into Dana. He could do her makeup almost as quickly as I could do my own. Her eyebrows were now very feminine and she could make her eyes look fantastic. She was wearing earrings for pierced ears and loved them. Dana was around a lot and it appeared that she was very comfortable with herself. But, this girl needs to stop being a home body. She needed to get out and be seen.

I was looking at some things on line and stumbled across something interesting. I printed it out and set it at David's place at the dinner table. As he sat down, he saw the printout, and asked, "What's this?"

"Oh nothing.", I replied.

"Oh nothing, means something."

"I just think that someone needs to get out."

"Who?"

"Dana."

"Dana?"

"Yes. She's become a home body. She needs to get out."

"I'm not ready to do that."

"Lover. Have you really taken a close look at Dana?"

"Yea."

"Really?"

"Yea. She's fine."

"She's fine? She's more than fine. You do a fantastic job of bringing out a very pretty girl. None of the 'girls' on-line look any better then you do. Don't you think she'd like to go out and have some fun?"

"No."

"Please just read what I've printed out and see what she thinks."

"All right. But, after dinner."

After dinner we went into the den and I noticed that David didn't have the printout with him. So, I asked, "Didn't you forget something?"

"What?", he replied.

"That printout that you said that you'd read."

"Oh that."

"You promised."

As he got up, he said, "Oh all right."

He was back with it in a minute or so, sat down, and actually read it. Then he just said, "So?"

"So.", I replied, "I think Dana would like to go to something like that."

"A crossdressing and transgender event?"

"I think it would help get her out of the house."

"She's happy like she is."

"She really likes getting all dressed up and then just sitting around the house, either reading or watching television?"

"Sure. She's comfortable doing that."

"I remember a few months ago she was comfortable just wearing panties and a bra. Then she started finding herself, clothes, a wig, breast forms, and everything. She even went to a cosmetics counter and I think she had fun. I know she had fun getting her wig. So, she's comfortable just sitting around the house? I bet she really isn't."

"She is. She just likes to stay in."

"Okay. Forget I said anything."

It was quiet the rest of the evening. I knew I'd planted a seed of curiosity in his mind. It may take awhile, but it just might bear fruit.

What I had printed out was information about an event in a city about two hours from here that took place over a long weekend, and was geared to the crossdressing and transgendered community. It started Thursday and ended on Sunday. They had a lot of things planned like, seminars on makeup, wigs, voice, fashion, and deportment. There were also parties, a formal dance, and vendors selling all kinds of things. I thought that it might be good for Dana to see how her sisters lived.

Nothing was said about the event for the next few days and I was about to give up on the idea. But, one day after dinner when Dana was around, she asked, "So. You think I need to get out?"

"Yes I do.", I replied.

"Why?"

"Because you had so much fun getting your wig and looking at cosmetics, not to mention looking at and buying clothes. Dana needs to get out and see the world."

"But, what if someone figures out who I am?"

"Love. Look at yourself. When Dana is here, David is no where to be seen. It's all Dana. In fact Dana's mannerisms have become feminine to a fault and the only thing that would give you away is your voice. You're a pretty, down right sexy, girl. I don't know where it comes from, but Dana is all girl. I'll bet you that no one will figure out that you're a guy unless you talk."

"You're really willing to make a bet?"

"Yes. I'll bet that no one will figure Dana out unless you tell them."

"What's the bet?"

The event was a month and a half away, but the next day I was on-line making our reservations for the event and the hotel. I also called and made appointments for both of us with Peter for early in the afternoon on the Thursday that the event started. I didn't tell David, but one of the events was a formal dance. Dana didn't have a formal gown, but I knew there was a vendor that was going to be there that sold them.

In the weeks before the event, David and I went shopping for new clothes for both of us. And, I started working on David driving to the event as Dana. He was reluctant, very reluctant. So, I increased the bet a little.

The Saturday before the event David had a regular visit to the waxing esthetician planned, and I went along for a touch up. I also had something special done.

It appeared that he was starting to actually get excited about going. But, then on Monday, as we were getting into bed, he said, "I don't know if I can go through with this."

"With what love? Driving to the event as Dana?"

"That and even going."

"I though you were excited about this?"

"I was."

"Was? I thought you really wanted to go."

"I did. But, I just don't know if I can go out as Dana."

"Would you feel better if you went as David and changed there?"

"I'm just having a problem with anyone seeing me as Dana."

"Love. We've been through this. No one will see anything other than a very pretty girl."

"I know. But, I've never been out and we're going somewhere where there'll be a lot of people."

"Yea. And, most of those people are like you, a crossdresser or transgendered. They know how you feel. They've all gone through going out for the first time. Tell you what. Lets take Dana for a drive tomorrow evening and we'll go from there."

"For a drive. Where?"

"Just around town."

That night David found out what the something special was that I had done when we were at the waxing esthetician. He loved it and I told him that I'd keep it smooth if he wanted me to.

Tuesday evening David became Dana. Dressing casually in jeans, a nice top, open toed sandals, wig, and light makeup. She, as usual, looked very nice. I loaned her a small denim purse, and told her what to put into, like her wallet, lipstick, a compact, and other things' a girl would carry.

I just grabbed my purse and car keys, and headed for the garage. Dana followed me without thinking, and I got in the drivers' side and she got in the passengers' side of the car. I looked over at her and said, "Now that wasn't hard, was it?"

"No.", she said, "But, now that I'm thinking about it I'm nervous as hell."

"You'll be fine. Just sit back and relax."

"I'll try."

I pushed the remote to open the garage door, waited for it to open, started the car, and drove out onto the street. I looked over at Dana and she was slouching down in the seat. I said, "Lover. Sit up straight. A girl doesn't sit that way."

As she sat up, she said, "She does if she doesn't want to be seen."

"Love. Relax. I promise you it'll be fine."

We drove around for a little while and ended up downtown. This downtown area is very popular, so I knew there would be a lot of people, especially around the university, and it has a lot of traffic lights and the traffic was always stop and go. As we drove down the street, we ended up stopping at a number of the traffic lights to let pedestrians and traffic cross. A couple of the times that we stopped, I noticed some of the guys look at Dana with more than passing interest. I think she did to, as she said, "People are staring."

"Sure they are. The guys are looking at you because you are very pretty. But, have you noticed that the women are just glancing and walking on?"

"They are?"

"Yes. Love, get over it, you pass with flying colors. You could be out there walking with them and no one would think of you as anything but a girl. I'd even be willing bet that you'd get hit on."

"No thanks. I only like girls."

We drove around a little more and to a small park just off the main street of town. I pulled into a parking place, turned off the car, looked at Dana, and said, "Want to get out?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because someone will read me as a guy."

"Love. What did I just tell you? There is no way possible."

As I opened my car door, I said, "Come on. We'll just walk a little in the park. There aren't many people here."

She just sat there and looked at me. I walked to her side of the car, opened her door, and said, "Come on. You can do it. If I thought you could be read we wouldn't be here."

"Are you sure?"

"Would I hurt you?"

"No."

"So, come on."

Dana slowly got out of the car and as I closed the door she jumped a little. We walked in the park and there was about a dozen or so other people there. As we'd meet another couple out walking, the man would look and the woman would smile. After we'd walked past two or three couples, I said to Dana, "You need to return the smiles from the women. It's a girl's thing."

"I'll try."

"You smile all the time at home. It should be easy."

I watched her some more and she did start to return the smiles. We walked past a couple of guys that were playing catch with a frisbee and they watched us with more than idle interest. I whispered to Dana, "Those guys really liked what they're seeing."

"What a guy in a dress?"

"Will you please stop that? You and I know that, but believe me they don't."

We walked around a little longer and when we got back to the car, I asked, "Was it that bad?"

"No, I guess not.", Dana replied.

"See I told you that you could do it."

I tossed the keys at her and said, "You can drive."

"In these heels?"

"Get use to it. You're driving on Thursday."

As we pulled out of the parking lot, the low fuel light came on. Dana said, "I see you didn't get gas today."

"I didn't have time.", I replied, "We'd better stop on the way home, because I won't have time to on the way to work tomorrow."

She just looked at me and shook her head. A little later we pulled into one of those mega self service gas stations. Dana looked at me and said, "Well. Go pump the gas."

"No. It's on your side.", I said.

She just sat there and looked at me. Finally I said, "Go on. You just have to get out and pump the gas. You don't even have to go in to pay."

As she opened her purse, she frowned at me, took out her wallet, and retrieved her bank card. She opened the door, got out, swiped the bank card in the pump and pumped the gas. As she put the nozzle back in the pump, the instruction screen flashed, 'See attendant to pay.'

Dana looked in the car window at me in panic, and said, "You go in and pay."

"No.", I said, "You're already out there. You go and pay."

"I can't."

"Sure you can. All you have to do is walk in and hand the person the bank card."

"But, what if they ask me something?"

"The only thing they might ask you is the pump number."

"Yea."

"Just say very softly, pump five."

"I can't."

"Love you can. You did great in the park and you'll do great here."

She looked at me, took a deep breath, and walked into the station. I watched her through the window. There were a few people inside, but not many, but I did see the guys give her a really good look. There was one person in line in front of her, so she had to stand there for a minute or so. I saw her walk up to the clerk, a woman, and hand her the bank card. I saw the clerk ask her something and her reply.

As she walked back toward the car, she actually had a little smile on her face, and as she got in the car I asked, "Well. Was it that hard?"

"Yes.", she said, "I almost peed my pants."

"How did the clerk treat you?"

"Fine. She even said, 'Thank you ma'am.'"

"See I told you that it would be fine."

"You're right as usual."

Dana drove back toward our house, but didn't go directly there like I thought she would. I asked her, "Not going home?"

"No. I want to drive past the old mill and see how the renovations are coming."

It was like she wanted to be out longer. We spent another hour driving around town. As we drove back into the garage I asked Dana, "Well?"

"Well what?", she asked.

"Was it that bad?"

"Going into the gas station was a major fright. But, when no one looked at me, pointed, and yelled, 'It's a guy.' I guess it wasn't that bad."

"I'm glad that you finally see that you pass."

"Me too. I guess."

"You guess! Young lady. Get over it right now. You make one very pretty girl."

"Yes ma'am."

"In fact, you should have seen how some of the guys at the gas station were looking at you."

"Maybe I'm glad I didn't."

"And, I'll bet that Peter will be beside himself when he sees you."

"Peter?"

"Oh. I forgot to tell you that we're stopping there on Thursday."

By Thursday morning we had everything packed that we were taking. I'd packed my formal gown without David seeing me. I wanted Dana to buy a gown at the event and to hopefully make it a surprise. I also had gotten her something else as a surprise.

I think David was really looking forward to this weekend. He went through the transformation into Dana just like he usually did and then double checked to see that she had everything that she might need for the weekend.

While we were getting dressed, I had asked, "Are you going to attach your forms?"

"I hadn't thought about it."

"You're going to be Dana all weekend aren't you?"

"I hadn't thought about that either. But, I guess I am."

"I think you should attach them. It's a girls weekend, so you need to be a girl all weekend."

"You're right. Being a girl all weekend will be fun."

As we left the house for our stop at the beauty salon, Dana was driving and wearing a cute skirt and blouse outfit with her open toed sandals. Her nails and makeup were done. And, Peter was going to do her hair. I'd given her one of my wallets that I had never used, she'd transferred the necessary things from David's wallet to hers, and she was carrying the denim purse with all the necessary things.

We walked into the beauty shop and I told the receptionist that we both had appointments with Peter. She called him to the front and when he walked in, he greeted me as he usually did with a hug and cheek kiss. Then he looked at Dana, and asked me, "And who is this lovely lady?"

I grinned and replied, "This is Dana Wolfe. Dana this is Peter."

Dana smiled, put her hand out to Peter in a very feminine way, and said in David's voice, "It's nice to see you again Peter."

Peter took a couple steps back, put both of his hands to his mouth, his eyes got big, and he stammered, "You . . . you can't be? But, the hair . . . "

"Oh. But, she is.", I said.

"I . . . I thought he looked good with just the wig on. But, he's gorgeous."

"She is, isn't she."

"Dana. Yes. Yes. She is very pretty. Please. Please come on back. I don't think there's anything I can do to improve on Dana's look, but lets see what we can do."

We followed Peter back to his work area, and he asked, "Who's first?"

I said, "Dana."

As Dana got into his chair, Peter just stared, then said, "I don't know what I can do. She looks perfect."

Dana said, "A wash and style would be nice. We're going to the crossdressing event this weekend and we want to look nice."

"Oh. You are going to knock them dead. My friend's Tanya and Michelle are going to be there and they will be so jealous of you."

"Of me?"

"Honey. You are very pretty. If I saw you anywhere I'd think you were a girl and I did until you talked."

I saw Dana's face light up with a smile.

Peter asked, "So, a wash and style?"

"Yes.", Dana replied, "And, an eyebrow wax."

I just looked at her a little surprised, and thought, 'An eyebrow wax? They're thin now and you want them thinner.'

As one of the other beauticians washed my hair, Peter did Dana's. Then he carefully brushed and combed it into a very pretty style. As Peter was doing my hair, another beautician came in to wax Dana's eyebrows. She said, "Hi. I'm Amy. Who's having their eyebrows waxed?"

Dana just raised her hand. Amy looked at Dana's eyes and asked, "How thin would you like them?"

Dana answered her with, "As thin as my wife's and with a nice arch."

Amy got a puzzled look on her face and asked, "Are you a guy?"

"Yes."

Amy looked at Peter and asked, "Peter. Where do you find these guys that can look so good as girls?"

"I didn't find this one.", Peter replied, "She found me."

Amy looked back at Dana and started to smile. She then said, "You are pretty."

"Thanks.", Dana replied.

"So, an eyebrow wax? Ever have one before?"

"No."

"Well. There's nothing to it and it'll only take a minute."

Amy first looked at my eyebrows, then she leaned Dana back in the chair and moved her tray next to her. I watched as Amy carefully removed the makeup from Dana's eyebrows, then she applied the wax to her right eyebrow, placed the cloth strip over it, smoothed it out, and then rapidly pulled it off. I saw Dana jump a little, but she didn't say anything. Then Amy did her left eyebrow in the same way. Amy carefully looked at Dana's eyebrows and using tweezers she cleaned up any hairs that the waxing had missed.

Amy sat Dana back up and handed her a mirror. Dana carefully looked at her eyebrows, smiled at Amy, and said, "Perfect."

I asked, "Honey. Can I see?"

Dana turned toward me and I was surprised as to how thin they were. Amy then reapplied the makeup to Dana's eyebrows. And, her eyes looked really fantastic with the thin eyebrows.

When we were done and walking with Peter back to the front of the salon, he said, "I'll let Tanya and Michelle know your going to the event and they can watch out for you."

"Watch out for us?", I asked.

"It's your first event like this isn't it?"

"Yes."

"Well, they can show you around, answer question, and stuff like that."

"How will we know them?"

"Tanya won't be hard to spot. She's a tall, pretty, black girl, and with heels on she's six foot three. Michelle is a fiery red head about Dana's height and very out going. Don't worry they'll find you. And, Beth you'll like Michelle's significant other, she's a real sweetheart."

"So, Michelle is married?"

"Oh yes. Very married. Michelle is a crossdresser like Dana. Tanya is a pre-op transsexual."

As we were saying goodbye, we exchanged hugs and cheek kisses with Peter. Then as we walked past the receptionist, I saw her smile as she said to Dana, "Have fun being a girl this weekend."

After we were in the car and headed to the event, Dana asked, "How did the receptionist know I wasn't a girl?"

"Honey.", I said, "It's a beauty shop. Rumors travel at the speed of light in there."

"So, everyone knew?"

"Probably. Don't worry about it. What I want to know is how you're going to explain the eyebrows at work?"

"I'll think of something. Maybe that it's my fashion statement, or that I went to a costume party in drag."

We passed the three-hour drive that should have been a two-hour drive, listening to music and laughing at the truckers looking at us. I thought that Dana was really starting to relax and get into the spirit of the weekend. She even talked about some of the things she'd like to see and find out about.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 4

An Event To Remember

   

Why had a two-hour drive taken three? We got lost. Dana isn't a real blond, but like most guys she wouldn't ask for directions. So, a two-hour drive turned into a three-hour one.

Once we found the hotel, a very nice hotel, we checked in and the bellhop took our luggage and showed us to our room on the eighteenth floor. As I tipped him, he said, "Thank you ma'am. You ladies enjoy your stay and if there is anything you need just call the front desk."

The view from our room was very nice. It overlooked the water. We unpacked everything and filled up the closet with all the clothes that we had brought. Dana happened to see my evening grown and asked, "Why the evening gown?"

"For the formal dance on Saturday night."

"Formal dance. I don't have anything to wear."

I thought, 'There goes the surprise.' as I said, "I know."

"You know?"

"Don't worry. One of the vendors is selling formal wear and I figured that it would be more fun to get you a dress here."

We freshened our makeup and headed down to check in for the event. As we walked out of the elevator, we saw others heading for the convention area of the hotel and followed them. We found a group of girls around what appeared to be a check-in table and we waited our turn. As I walked up to the table, I said, "You should have reservations for Dana Wolfe and Beth MacMillan?"

One of the girls at the table looked up, then back down at a list, and said, "Dana Wolfe and Beth MacMillan. Lets see. Yes here's Beth, and . . . here's Dana." She turned around and picked up two packets and as she handed them to us, she said, "All the information that you need is here, the tickets to the events, and name tags. Please wear the name tags for everything except the dance on Saturday night and you'll need the tickets for that."

I took the two packets, handed Dana hers, and said, "Thank you."

We walked into the hall and looked around. It appeared that there were already a number of girls here, and that most of the vendors were already set up. We found a table, sat, and looked through the packets. We knew most of the things that were happening, except that they had added a fashion show on Friday evening.

Dana, in looking at the name tags noted that ours were different and said, "I wonder what the different colored dots on the name tags are for."

I looked at them, hers had a red and pink dot, and mine had a red and yellow dot. Then I said, "I'm not sure. But, maybe the pink one says that your one of the girls."

"You're right, honey.", someone said from over my shoulder. I turned and looked. It was a tall, very pretty, black girl. Then she asked, "Are you Dana and Beth?"

"Yes.", I replied, "And, you're Tanya."

"Honey. How did you guess?"

"I didn't. It's on your name tag. Besides, Peter said that you were tall and pretty."

"He always says the sweetest things." Then looking at Dana she added, "And, girlfriend, what he said about you was an understatement. You are really pretty. Stand up and let me get a good look at you."

Dana stood up and Tanya looked her over, then said, "Girl. You should have been born this way. But, there's one thing we need to fix. Come with me."

Before Dana could say a word, Tanya took her hand and led her toward the vendor's area. Dana looked over her shoulder at me in a way that said, 'What the hell is going on!' I just shrugged my shoulders. They stopped at one of the booths, I couldn't hear what they were saying or see what they were looking at, but Tanya was very animated. I saw Dana agree to something and then pay for something. Then they headed to another booth that was selling makeup. Again, Tanya was very animated and doing most of the talking as they looked at some makeup. Dana again paid for something. Then Tanya took Dana's hand again and guided her toward the rest rooms, and they disappeared into the ladies room.

After about fifteen minutes I was about ready to go in and find out what was going on, but they beat me to it. Dana and Tanya came walking out of the ladies room chatting like two girlfriends. As they walked up to where I was sitting, Tanya asked, "Notice anything different about her?"

I looked Dana over and really didn't see anything, and said, "No. Not really."

Tanya pulled Dana's blouse aside a little, then said, "Look close."

I looked closer. Dana had more cleavage, and I couldn't see where the forms and her chest came together. I looked at her, smiled, and said, "You've hidden the seams."

"That was the only thing that I saw that wasn't right with her look. Now, she really looks like a one hundred percent girl."

"It looks really good."

"I had to do this until I got my real ones and you get good at doing it. You two have fun. I've got things to do."

Tanya was gone as fast as she had appeared. Dana sat back down and said, "God. Is she something else."

"I was wondering what she was doing with you."

"Me too. I didn't know what she was up to, but when we stopped and bought the adhesive I had an idea."

"What she did really does look good."

"I know. Tanya said the makeup is waterproof and should last all weekend."

"You do know you went into the ladies' room?"

"I did."

"You sure did."

I saw Dana blush for the first time, as she said, "I just followed Tanya. She was just so overwhelming and a take charge type person. It was, get this, get that, do this, do that. I just did it. . . . Oh God."

"What?"

Dana just put her face in her hands, and I asked again, "Honey. What?"

"I had my blouse and bra off in front of her."

With a big smile I said, "You little tramp you."

"No. Seriously. I can't believe I did that. It was like she was in total control, it was take off your blouse and bra and I'll fix the seams, and I just did it. I undressed in front of someone else."

"Did anything bad happen?"

"No. She just did the seams and applied the makeup. But, I was undressed in front of her."

As I was saying, "Love. I think that she was just trying to help, and from what I'm seeing she did a nice job." I was really thinking, 'If she touches my girl again I'll scratch her eyes out.'

"I know. When I looked in the mirror it looked great. But, . . . "

"Love. Get over it. Women get undressed in front of each other all the time."

"But, I'm not a woman and she isn't either."

"Dana. She's about as close to being a woman without being one that you can get, and you present so well as a woman that no one except those who know you would know any different."

Dana just sat there in silence for a few minutes, then she said, "You're right. She saw something that would help me look better and just went ahead and took care of it."

"So, have you calmed down?"

"Yes. She also told me what some of the colored dots mean. Pink says you're one of the girls. Yellow means that you're the significant other of one of the girls. Red means it's your first time. Tanya has a pink and black dot on her name tag."

"A black dot?"

"Yea. She's been coming forever."

"Do you want a black dot?"

"I'm not sure yet."

"You seemed to have hit it off with Tanya."

"I think so. She seemed nice, but almost too much."

"Maybe after things get going she'll calm down."

"I hope."

"So, what do you want to do?"

"Maybe have dinner, and then wander around and look at what some of the vendors have. Tanya didn't even give me time to take a breath."

We did just that. After a quick dinner in the hotel's buffet and before the welcoming mixer we wandered the vendors area. There were wigs, makeup, special foundation garments, padding, breast forms, clothes of every description, and shoes. Someone doing nails. Information on surgery. Information on voice training. If it had to do with the transgendered community it was here or at least I thought it was.

After we had finished a quick look at all the vendors, we had about an hour before the mixer started. I asked Dana, "Did you see anything interesting?"

"A few things.", she said.

"Like what?"

"Some of the clothes. I saw a corset that looked interesting. Some really cool shoes."

"I saw you take a really good look at the vendor doing nails."

"Yea."

"Want to get yours done."

She looked at me, smiled, and said, "I'd love it."

We walked over to the vendor that was doing nails and there were only people looking and talking to her. Dana walked up to her and asked, "Could you do my nails?"

"Sure honey.", the vendor said, "What would you like."

"I'm . . . I'm not sure."

"Do you dress full time?"

"No."

"Then I'd suggest acrylics. They can be removed by soaking in acetone."

"Okay. How about color or a design."

"I can do either for you. Did you see something that you liked?"

"I really like the French tips. They're simple, but elegant."

"Yes they are."

I sat there and watched as the vendor worked on Dana's nails. It took just under two hours and the three of us talked about a number of things. The vendor also answered questions from others that were watching her work. When she was done Dana had a very pretty pair of nails, with French tips, that extended about a half an inch beyond her finger tips.

We quickly ran up to our room and changed. Dana slipped into a cute tea length little black dress, with cap sleeves and an asymmetrical neck line. The shoes she picked were a pair of black open toed sling backs. As she was trying to fasten the buckle on the shoes, she asked, "How can you do anything with nails this long?"

"Just like walking in heels. Practice. Practice. Practice.", I replied, as I did the buckles for her.

Dana redid her makeup for an evening look, sprayed on a little perfume, grabbed a black purse, and we headed down to the welcoming mixer.

We were fashionably late. As we walked into the ball room, we looked around and saw an interesting mix of people. There were some really sharp looking girls, a few drag queens, heavy makeup and big hair. There were the obvious guys in a dress, but this was part of them and they were comfortable enough with themselves to come to an event like this. There were the 'significant others' of the girls. And, there were some guys. Dana whispered, "Why are there guys here?"

"I don't know honey. But, we can ask Tanya.", I replied.

"Ask Tanya?"

"She's already spotted us and is on her way over here with a red headed girl in tow."

Tanya and the red head walked up to us within seconds and Tanya said to the other girl, "See didn't I tell you she was pretty?"

"You were right, she is pretty.", the red head said. Then she looked at us and said, "I'm sorry, Tanya gets carried away and forgets to introduce people. I'm Michelle and you must be Dana and Beth?"

"Yes.", I answered, "Peter said that you'd be here."

"I wouldn't miss one of these for anything. I have someone else that I want you to meet." Michelle looked around, found who she was looking for, and waved at her.

A woman walked over to us and Michelle introduced us, "Dana and Beth this is my wife Joan. Joan this is the Dana and Beth that Tanya can't stop talking about."

I could tell that Tanya was still in high gear as she said, "Why don't Beth and Joan get acquainted. I want to steal Dana and show her off."

Dana looked at me in a way that said. 'Help me.' But, before I could say anything Tanya and Michelle had Dana in tow and were headed across the ball room towards the bar. Joan said, "Don't worry. Tanya means well and Michelle will watch out for her."

"I hope.", I said, "This is only her second time out and I think she's still not sure about the whole thing."

"She's only been out once before! I don't believe it. She's so pretty and acts so natural."

"I know. When she's Dana she's all girl. It just took a long time for me to convince her that she needs to get out and coming here peaked her interest."

"I'm glad she did. She'll add a lot and learn a lot. Lets get a drink and I have some people to introduce you to ."

I'd been trying to keep an eye on Dana, but as Joan and I walked towards the bar I lost site of her. Joan spent the rest of the evening introducing me to some interesting people, most were related to one of the girls in one way or another. But, I only got one or two glimpses of Dana until the party was almost over. Joan and I really hit it off.

About one in the morning Dana and Michelle finally found Joan and I sitting with some others, and she said, "I'm glad I found you."

"What's wrong honey?", I asked.

"Nothing. But, I've never been introduced to so many people in such a short time. I think Tanya knows everyone here."

"But, did you have fun?"

"It's been a lot of fun and everyone's been so nice. But, I can't wait to get back to our room and crash."

Dana was actually bubbly and seemed to be at ease, but tired. We said good night to everyone and headed for our room. As we walked in and I closed the door, Dana turned, wrapped her arms around my neck, and gave me a long, deep, kiss. I held her as tight as I could as I returned the kiss.

When we broke the kiss, I asked, "What was that for?"

"For two things. First because I love you so much and second to thank you for bringing me here."

"So, you're happy that we came?"

"Oh yes. Tanya and Michelle were a lot of fun and some of the people that they introduced me to were just great."

As we got undressed and ready for bed we continued to chat about the evening. I told her about the people that I had met and she filled me in on the ones that she had met. She also told me why there were some guys around. She said, "Michelle told me that some of the crossdressers were gay and that the guys were their boyfriends."

"I thought most crossdressers were straight?"

"Most are. Some of the drag queens aren't and a few of the other girls aren't. She also told me something about the dance on Saturday?"

"What's that?"

"There may be some guys there that admire crossdressers."

"Admire crossdressers?"

"Yea. These guys like guys that dress as girls. They won't have anything to do with them in guy mode, only in girl mode."

"Are they gay?"

"I don't think so. Some maybe. But, they just like to hang around with the girls."

"I don't know if I want you going to the dance or not."

"Why?"

"I don't want some guy hitting on you."

"Michelle said that they're harmless and treat the girls like ladies. Buy them drinks, dance with them, and stuff like that."

"I don't know."

"Love. Talk to Michelle and Joan about it."

"I will."

I walked over to my suit case and took a nicely wrapped package out of it. I held it behind my back as I walked towards Dana. She looked at me and said, "What are you hiding?"

"Oh nothing.", I said with a grin.

"Oh yes you are."

As I brought the package from behind my back and handed it to her, I said, "Just something for a special girl."

"Something for me?"

"No, silly. It's for David. Yes, it's for you. Go on and open it."

It took her about five seconds to open the package and see what was inside. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a very big hug. Then I said, "Since Dana has never spent the night before, I thought that she should have a new nightgown and panty set to sleep in."

"Oh I love it. Thank you.", she said.

We finished getting ready for bed. Dana wore a sleep bra under her new nightgown to protect her forms. But, she looked so cute in the long, dark plum, satin gown that I just couldn't help but smiled at her. As we crawled into bed we continued to chat about the day. I asked her what she wanted to do tomorrow and when she didn't answer me, I looked and she was sound asleep.

When I woke up late on Friday morning, Dana was still sound asleep and still looked cute even without her wig. I carefully got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I was done and came back into the bedroom, Dana was up. She smiled as I said, "Good morning lover."

"Good morning love.", she replied.

We exchanged a kiss and I asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"I think it was the best sleep I've had in a long time. I really loved the feel of the nightgown."

"I thought you would. I know you slept well, you fell asleep while we were still talking."

"I did?"

"Yea. I asked you what you wanted to do today and when you didn't answer. I looked over and you were sound asleep."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You had a big day. So, what do you want to do today?"

"Well I need to get a formal for Saturday and there's a couple of seminars that I'd like to attend."

"Which ones?"

"The ones on legal issues, voice training, and deportment."

"You're going to be busy."

"I know. So, we'd better get moving. What are you going to do?"

"There was the seminar that deals with the relationship between the transgendered person and their significant other."

"That might be good."

"I liked the legal issues one too."

"Okay. We can do that one together. I also want you to help me pick out a dress."

We got dressed and then got something to eat. The vendors' area opened at Noon and we were there to open it.

The vendor that had the formals, had a lot of them and we started looking. It took a while, but Dana was able to pick out three very cute ones. The first one was a very pretty floor length maroon dress with spaghetti straps that had a side slit. She then spotted a strapless knee length dress with a fitted bodice and full skirt in white. And, then a very pretty, but daring, copper colored backless cocktail dress with a halter neckline and a deep v-neck almost to the navel.

The vendor, a girl by the name of Wendy, finally came up and asked, "Can I help you find something?"

"We're looking for a formal for the dance tomorrow night.", Dana said.

Dana got the reply that I'd found out that she had gotten a number of times last night, even though her name tag had the pink dot, "You're not a girl?"

Dana answered her with a smile, "No, I'm not."

"You sure had me fooled. But, here I guess I should have guessed one of you was a guy. But, you do look very nice."

"Thank you."

"What did you have in mind?"

"I've never purchased a formal before, so I'm not sure."

"That copper colored cocktail dress is really cute."

Dana looked at me, then said, "It might be a little too much for me."

"The black strapless one is also nice."

"I don't know about the strapless one with my forms."

"That shouldn't be a problem. I've had other girls, with forms, wear a style like that. Would you like to try those three on?"

"I'd love to. Do you have them in my size?"

"I usually bring only larger sizes to this event. As most of the girls are bigger than you. But, I did bring some smaller sizes. Do you know your size?"

"I'm a ten, aren't I Beth?"

"Yes, honey. A ten.", I replied.

"A ten. I know I brought that size in a number of styles. Let me check my inventory."

Wendy was gone for a few minutes, and when she came back she said, "I have two of those that you looked at in a ten. The strapless one and the cocktail dress. The smallest I have the maroon one in is a fourteen and you'd swim in that. Lets see if we can find the others."

We looked through the racks and came up with the two dresses. Wendy then took us back to an area that had been set up as a dressing room and left us alone. Dana first tried on the strapless dress and she looked cute in it. I said, "That looks cute. But, we'd have to get you a strapless bra."

"Do you really think it would work with the forms?"

"Wendy thought so and I don't see why not."

Then Dana tried on the cocktail dress. As she did, I said, "Honey, you don't wear a bra with that."

"No bra?", she asked.

"You can't wear a bra with that style."

"Oh. I didn't know."

"Try it. It can't hurt." I wasn't sure about this dress. She seemed to like it. But, I was wondering if it would draw more attention then she'd like.

Dana removed the dress and then her bra, then put the dress back on. She looked at it in the mirror and asked, "How do you keep your breasts covered?"

I smiled and said, "It's called fashion tape. You put a piece on your breast and it holds the dress in place. You might even need it with the other dress to help hold it up."

"So, that's how the stars keep things in place during those fancy award shows."

"You've just learned another fashion trick."

Dana spent some time looking at herself in the full length mirror. Then she asked me, "Which dress do you like?"

"I like them both.", I replied, "But, like you said the cocktail dress may be a little too much for you. You do have the body to wear it, but you may be showing more skin than you want to. But, it's up to you. You're the one that'll be wearing it."

Just then Wendy stuck her head in and asked, "Do you need any help?"

"Maybe.", Dana replied, "I just can't decide on which one."

Wendy walked into the dressing room area and looked Dana over. Then said, "With your body, which I must say looks very feminine, either one works for you. It's just how comfortable you are showing skin. Lets see the other dress on you."

Dana took off the cocktail dress and put on the strapless one. I don't know if she wasn't thinking or didn't care, but she was naked from the waist up in front of another stranger. This had really bothered her yesterday with Tanya.

Wendy gave Dana another good look, then said, "If I were you, and if I was comfortable with it, I'd wear the cocktail dress. The color looks great on you, and the way the material hugs your body shows off your curves. And, you'll see tomorrow night that you aren't the only one showing skin. Some of these girls like to show off. I see that you're wearing a really good hip and butt shaper. If you were a real girl, I'd suggest a lower cut panty so that you wouldn't show your underwear. But, with a little tape we can keep it from happening. Also, I'd go with a shoe with a four-inch heel if you can wear them."

Dana looked at me in a questioning way. I knew she was looking for some support. So, I said, "Honey. It's really up to you. A few days ago I had problems getting you out of the house, now your looking at wearing a really reveling dress. If you think you can handle being in front of a lot of people, go for it. If not, the other dress is really cute too."

Dana stood there looking at herself in the strapless dress, then she looked at Wendy and asked, "Do you have the tape to hold everything in place?"

"Sure.", Wendy replied, "And, you won't be the only girl using it tomorrow."

Dana looked at me, then back at Wendy, and said, "I think I'll take the cocktail dress."

Wendy smiled and said, "I think you made a great choice. And, I'm glad you chose that one."

"You're glad?"

"I'm looking for one more girl to model for the fashion show tonight. And, this dress would go good with you showing it off. You have a great shape and your height works well with the dress."

"I . . . I don't know if I could do that."

"Remember this is a closed show, so it'll only be the people that are registered for the event. And, all the models are girls like you and only two have done this before."

"I know, but I've never done anything like this and I'd be up in front of everyone. Can I think about it?"

"Sure. But, I need to know by three o'clock. I also have someone available to demonstrate how to walk the runway. I'll also give you the dress for cost and I have the perfect pair of shoes to go with it."

"Okay. Let me think on it and I'll let you know by three."

We had Wendy put the dress aside and told her that we'd pick it up by three, one way or the other.

Dana and I walked toward the area where the seminars were going to be held and I asked, "Are you really going to be able to wear that dress to the dance?"

"I think so.", she replied, "I really loved how I looked in it."

"I'm still worried. This is really your first time out as Dana and the dress you picked is something I wouldn't wear. Are you sure you're ready for it?"

"Maybe. I know that everyone at the dance will be some what like me or know who I am. I guess we'll know when I put it on and try to walk out the door."

"What about the fashion show?"

"That'll take some serious soul searching."

We attended the legal seminar together and picked up some interesting information. But, I could tell that Dana wasn't paying that much attention to what was being said. I think she was thinking about the dress, the dance, and the fashion show.

After the legal seminar, Dana went to the one on voice and I went to get a cup of coffee. I ran into Michelle and Joan on the way to the coffee shop and we sat together. I told them about the dress and the fashion show. Michelle was all excited for Dana, and said, "I'm out to the world and I don't think I could do that."

"I don't know if she can either.", I said, "She's always been a little introverted and it's just not her."

"Maybe it's her male side that's introverted and her feminine side is actually extroverted.", Joan said, "Michelle told me that once Dana relaxed last night she was a very outgoing young lady."

"Really?"

"Yes she was.", Michelle said, "She was open and enjoyed meeting everyone."

We continued talking until I saw Dana walk into the coffee shop. As she walked up to us, she said, "I figured this is where I'd find you. Hi Michelle. Hi Joan."

Both Joan and Michelle said together, "Hi Dana. Join us."

Dana sat down and I noticed that she had a CD in her hand, so I asked, "Honey. What's the CD?"

"Oh.", she said, "It's on voice training. The girl that did the seminar has a fantastic girls' voice. But, she said the voice is only a small part of being a girl. Most of it's in attitude."

"Girlfriend.", Michelle said, "You already have the attitude."

I saw Dana smile at Michelle and then look at her watch as she said, "It's almost three and I promised that I'd tell someone something by then."

Michelle smiled and said, "Beth told us about the dress and fashion show."

Looking at me, Dana said, "No secrets around here."

"Sorry love.", I said.

Michelle asked, "Want some company?"

"Sure.", Dana said, "Come on."

Dana and Michelle walked off toward the vendors' area. I looked at Joan and said, "Well. I wonder what she decided?"

"I guess we'll find out in a little bit."

About twenty minutes later Dana and Michelle walked back into the coffee shop. Dana was carrying the cocktail dress and a pair of shoes. The shoes were really cute. They were a pair of silver strappy sling backs with rhinestones on the straps and heels that looked to be about four-inches.

I looked at Dana and said, "You're doing the fashion show. Aren't you?"

She smiled at me and said, "Yes."

I just shook my head and said, "Girl. I don't know about you any more."

"I'm still me."

"Are you?"

"What do you mean?"

"What's happened to my shy little girl?"

"She's still here."

"In that dress she can't be shy."

"I know, but I'm among friends here."

"True. But, what's going to happen when we get home?"

"I don't know. Maybe nothing. Maybe I'll go back to being my shy old self."

Michelle looked at Dana and said, "Don't bet on it girlfriend. I use to be shy until I started getting out. Now look at me."

Dana looked at Joan and asked, "She use to be shy?"

"You bet she did.", Joan said, "She use to get all dolled up and just sit around the house. Until one day she found out that a friend of ours was just like her, a crossdresser, and that friend was involved with a support group. When Michelle finally got up the courage to tell the friend, the friend got her to go to the support group meetings, and you can see the results. One very self-assured girl, who loves to go out."

"So, you're saying that I'll be that way?"

"Not necessarily. Each of us is different in our own way.", Michelle replied, "You may still be shy when you get back home around people who know you. You may not want anyone there to know Dana. So, you remain a home body. Or, you come out just a little. Go to the local support group meetings. Maybe go out once in awhile to places away from home. Or, you come out a lot. Don't care who knows about you and become an outspoken advocate for the transgendered community. Or anywhere in-between."

Dana sat there looking at Michelle, but I knew she was in deep thought. Then she said, "That kind of scares me."

"Why honey?", I asked.

"I don't know. I'm beginning to find out who I am. I don't know where it's going, or who I want to find out about it."

"I think it'll go where you want it to go. You can control your own destiny where this is concerned."

"Can I?"

"Dana.", Joan said, "I was scarred for Michelle when she first decided to become as active as she is. But, we took a don't tell, don't ask attitude with our friends and family, and it's worked well. There are some who know, some of them understand and some don't. We also found out who are friends really are. We have a few less old friends and more new friends. Michelle even came out to her boss and he was fine with it."

"I guess maybe I'm getting too concerned with this."

"Girlfriend.", Michelle said, "Have fun with it. Do it one day at a time. You agreed to model that dress tonight. You did that because you wanted to. It'll be a fun thing. Go, do it, and just have fun with it. Just be the best model you can be. It's a very sexy dress, so be a very sexy model."

Dana smiled, looked at me, and said, "She right. This is going to be fun, and I'm going to stop worrying about things and enjoy this weekend to it's fullest. I feel that I'm among friends."

I smiled back at Dana, and said, "Honey. Have fun. I know I am."

We went back to our room to kick back for a little while, then we met Michelle, Joan, and Tanya for dinner. Tanya was beside herself when she heard about Dana and the dress she was going model tonight.

The fashion show was scheduled for eight and Dana had to be there at seven. So, a little before seven Dana left our room with her dress and shoes. As she was leaving, I said, "Lover. You'll be perfect. Just relax and be yourself." And, I gave her a long kiss.

Dana smiled and said, "Thanks. You love kissing me when I look like this don't you?"

"I love kissing you no matter how you look. Now, get going or you'll be late."

The fashion show almost started on time. I had found Michelle, Joan, and Tanya, and they had saved a seat for me right down front.

We watched the girls model a number of pretty things. Some of them walked like guys and some like girls, but they all did a great job, showed off some pretty clothes, and had fun. Dana was the next to the last one on the program. When she came out on the runway, I couldn't help but smile. Her makeup was a gorgeous evening look and they'd changed her hair style a little.

Joan leaned over and whispered to me, "She looks so good. Are you really sure that she's your husband?"

"As sure as I can be.", I whispered back.

The announcer had fun with her, as he described the dress, "And, here we have Dana. A very sexy girl in an equally sexy dress. This captivating copper cocktail dress will turn every head as she walks into her next formal occasion. This alluring cocktail dress is made from a soft, silky material that hugs Dana's every curve to emphasize her shape. The halter neckline holds up a revealing and yet appropriate bodice with a deep v-neck to her stomach. The gorgeous fitted bodice is held together with strips of dazzling, eye-catching rhinestones. Fitted through the hips, the gown flares out slightly from the knees to the floor. This beautiful backless gown even features a small train in the back."

Dana walked to the end of the runway just like I've seen real models do. The dress really did cling to her, it looked like it was form fitted to her. And, how she handled the four-inch heels I'll never know, but they looked fantastic on her. She posed in a number of different ways, then walked back up the runway. And, her walk was down right sexy.

I know the four of us were clapping and cheering for her, and I think everyone else was too.

After the last girl modeled a very pretty wedding dress, all the models came back out on the runway and took a bow. Everyone got a big round of applause.

We were standing around afterwards waiting for Dana and Tanya said, "She was so professional on that runway, I thought she could be a real model."

"No way do I want to do that all the time.", Dana said as she walked up to us, "It was harder then I thought it would be."

I gave her a big hug and whispered, "You really looked fantastic."

"I felt that way too.", she whispered back.

Everyone gave her a big hug and we went to the hotel bar. The announcer was right, everyone was looking at her when we walked into the bar. Michelle bought a round of drinks for the five of us. Dana and I both decided on a glass of wine.

Tanya just kept looking at Dana, until Dana said, "Tanya. Is something wrong?"

"Oh. Ah. No. Why?"

"You just keep staring."

"I'm sorry. You're just so pretty that it's hard to keep my eyes off of you."

"That's okay."

I guess I'm jealous, because I though, 'No it's not okay. She's my girl and you'd better not hit on her."

We sat there and talked about the fashion show and some of the gorgeous gowns we saw. Dana's one comment was, "I would have loved to have worn the wedding gown."

Michelle smiled at her and said, "The underwear is even better."

"You've worn one?"

"You bet. It was fun."

"I'm jealous."

"Your turn will come."

As we sat there, a number of the girls that were at the fashion show came up and told Dana how pretty she looked. Even some of the real girls stopped by and talked to her. One of the girls commented to her on how brave she was to get up in front of everyone in such a sexy, skimpy, dress.

Dana replied, "It was fun and easy. And, I'd do it again in a heart beat."

I looked at her and said, "Oh, really."

"Yes really. I loved it."

"You're crazy."

"I know."

We left the bar at one in the morning and agreed to meet for lunch at Noon. As we walked into our room, Dana again turned and kissed me. A deep kiss. When we broke the kiss, I looked into her pretty blue eyes and said, "You are unbelievable."

"Why?"

"Just doing some of the things you've done the past few days. Dana is so different then David."

"Who's David?"

"I hope he's not gone."

"Oh, he's around somewhere."

"He'd better be. I still need him."

"You do?"

"Yea. You're a different person when you're Dana."

"A different person?"

"You're more out going, David would never get up in front of people that way. You easily talk to people and you're more animated. You use your hands and body when you talk. It's been interesting to watch."

"Am I going overboard?"

"No love. It's cute. Feminine. I love seeing you this way."

As Dana slipped out of the dress, I noticed how it was taped and Wendy had been ingenious in some of the things she'd done. I also saw something else and asked, "A garter belt and nylons?"

With a little smile Dana said, "Wendy thought that it would go better with the dress then the pantyhose."

"But, no one could see them."

With a sly smile, she said, "But, I could feel them."

"I see. It made you feel even more feminine. Didn't it?"

She just smiled more. We finished getting ready for bed and both of us were asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow.

  

  

  

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