"Mary dried quickly and looked on the bed for her clothes. She found a red garter belt with red stockings and the 6" heels. She dressed and then dried... and styled her hair. The make-up was not to her liking but to Lisa's liking.She took a last look in the mirror and saw a 35 year old woman dressed or rather undressed made up like a teenager. She felt ridiculous but she marched down the stairs to the kitchen. Lisa was sitting at the table eating eggs with a slice of ham and toast. She had a cup. “I should’ve told you this yesterday, but I didn’t get the chance,” I continued. “I didn’t actually find your note right away. I only found it a few months ago, when I was on a fishing trip. I was looking for my new license, well, sort of ... Anyway, I found the old one you wrote on the back of, like completely by accident. And obviously you weren’t at your relatives’ house anymore, so I couldn’t call you.”Heather looked up at me as I spoke.“So, I’m really sorry about that,” I said earnestly.. Even the talks at her front desk seemed different like she was showing her boobs better and more often to me. Normally she used to close her jacket when it slid open a bit, but lately only if other coworkers came near. Once she even closed it when I was the only one and, she made her arm open it immediately again like she thought "it must be open for him".Eventually I tried to scoot closer and closer next to her, hands on the desk almost against each other. When we ended the album she kept. " Hehad already asked her about the fall, and the only way I could stay wasif I jointly signed the lease. And that would mean living and dressingas a girl 24/7. And there was no way I could do that."What do you mean, 'I can't do that,' Nellie?" asked Steven. I was atthe salon getting my hair done. The summer had allowed him to go "fullgirl" on my hair, and Steven had spent the last few weeks giving me agorgeous, shoulder length mane of curls that couldn't remotely bedescribed as unisex. .