From Rest & Relaxation... "What I am saying is, I am in the husband's role, and you are in the wife's role. Consequently, if you want to stay married to me, then you have got to be the wife that I was, while I take the role of the husband that you were," she replied in an almost arrogantly self satisfied tone. "you will look like a pretty doll when I get home from the office. You'll have my supper on the table. You'll wear what I tell you to wear. And, if I ever catch you wearing pants without...

At Angela's count of five, I opened my eyes to look at her with some surprise."Angela, how did you get to be a redhead? How cute! Oh it's a wig. Please, may I try it on?" My reflexes told me this time I didn't have to disbelieve what I was hearing. I'd been fully programmed once again."You may indeed and let me help you. Stay right where you are," and she got up to come over next to me, shaking out her own blonde bob as she pulled the wig from her head. "You're going to love the way you look...

Tony took the papers with his left hand and extended his right to shake Bob's. He kept the nicely manicured fingers in his hand a little longer than necessary and said, "I expect to see you again soon. I understand Denise is going to give a welcoming party for you.""Oh really?" Tony smiled sweetly at him again. "Then I'll see you there."He left the office thinking, "He doesn't look gay to me, but maybe its just a front." Then, another thought came to him. 'And me? Am I gay? After all, I do...

I had seen Janet in this dress before, and she was a knockout in it. It had sleeves that went down to the elbows decorated at the cuffs with tiny satin bows, just below her elbows. It had a high neckline, that almost looked Victorian which was trimmed with a froth of very delicate pink lace. The dress zippered up the back, The pink satin skirt was full and would seem to flow around her thighs and knees as she walked. On her, the hem went to about mid knee length.I had always admired it on her...

Finally Ms. Duval entered the house. She was holding what looked like a riding crop under her arm. She was dressed in a manner I had never seen before. Her hair was tied up in a tight bun. The lines of her makeup were sharper than usual. She wore a charcoal gray jumpsuit with padded shoulders. Her petite feet were encased in nude stockings and rested in 3 inch clear sandals. She wasn't smiling. She took command of the situation immediately. "Mr. Legrand has asked me to do the school a favor...

Tammi was playing with his requisite Barbie doll at his aunt's feet. She liked to watch him play with his dolls as she read the paper after dinner. Tammi, dressed and redressed the blonde doll seemingly endlessly and, for the most part, listlessly, exhibiting interest only when he thought his aunt was looking closely. Now he assumed his prissy counterfeit smile that he had learned early on and beamed up at her. It was a smile that had saved him many a paddling. "Smile, always, smile," his aunt...

Looking at me critically, she said, "that's better. When your hair grows out we'll be able to do wonders with it." She took my hand and led me to the mirror. I was in shock... there stood a rather tall six year old girl. The hair bows did disguise my short hair. I hated what I saw, but was fascinated. "Now dear," she said to me taking my hand. "we'll go downstairs and wait for Linda." 'Oh no,' I thought 'I can't be seen this way!' I pulled free of her hand. Marion looked at me with a frown....

That next week, the mansion fluttered with excitement awaiting the return of Alicia. Shelley, only briefly, tried to argue that he wanted to wear something more masculine for her return, but Mrs. VanBeau convinced him that she wanted to fool Alicia with Shelley's transformation to see if he would be recognized. Early that evening, the cab pulled into the circular drive and Shelley, dressed again in his pink satin uniform and made up like a porcelain doll, stood by the doorway to greet his...