40-TV FICTION CLASSICS

I hated what was happening to Kelly. He wasn't developing male interests or learning male customs. He hadn't learned how to dance as a boy...he danced as a girl with boys. He was being "dated" not dating. He had learned and developed a feminine sex appeal that would never work for him as a boy. Some of the guys at college were beginning to make comments about Kelly...about his girlishness.

In dresses, being around boys made him feel more like a girl. He'd walk with his skirts swishing, oblivious to the admiring glances cast in his direction. Males would flirt with him by approaching and talking to him, then asking him to dance, touching, sometimes trying to kiss him. Kelly was an instinctive flirt. His smooth-moving body language and confident walk in heels made him appear sexy and receptive.

We never actually spoke about this or about sexual feelings. I didn't want to know about his. He found it pleasing and addictive to have men tell him he was pretty. I assumed that all girls felt the same way.

Why was Kelly, the girl, so popular? I think I knew. I was fascinated by how different Kelly had become from these virile, handsome males. They could see his interest in their masculinity and were flattered by it.

The differences between men and Kelly were becoming more obvious and intriguing. Such as his soft smooth skin without hair, so unlike the boys thicker bearded skin. His lips were fuller, narrower eyebrows, softer complexion and relative hairlessness of his arms and legs which he emphasized by shaving.

Also being a boy, he knew what they liked, their interests and how they liked their girls to act. Or maybe it was just his firmly rounded derriere.

Things Kelly couldn't imagine doing, came naturally when under the spell of some admiring man. Was he trying to validate his femininity?

Bossom Buds'

"ALL DOLLED UP" -41

Like the weekend we spent at the cabin shooting pictures. We decided to go into town to a country dance. Lilly suggested Kelly wear a new white satin dress to the dance. He said, "I can't wear that...there's no straps."

"I think you'll be surprised, besides it's got a built in, padded strapless bra and doesn't take much to hold it up. Try it on."

The dress was very low in front and back...like the dresses Lilly was wearing lately. Kelly slipped into it then Lilly zipped up the back. It was quite tight and the rounded tops of his white breasts showed. Anyone who danced with him could look down and see a little hollow between his mounds. Kelly felt naked but very girlish knowing that the tops were actually his own.

Lilly said, "Now bend over and pull your breast into the cup." He did. I was shocked by the amount of "skin" filling the cups.

Kelly was magnificent in the low cut gown, which fitted like he was poured into it. His breasts looked as if they might spill out his dress. His hips had taken on a new fullness, looking more like a woman's then of a girl's. His wider pelvis area caused him to swing his hips more in an alluring manner. Wearing especially high heels...it was uncomfortable but he would only have to dance and not walk far.

Was Kelly beginning to feel like a female and conscious of his feminine sex appeal? Or was it simply a game of "drive the boy's crazy" that my sister had taught him? Lilly tutored him in GIRL 101, encouraging female responses, telling him, "it will show in our fashion pictures.".

At the dance, Lilly and Kelly met a couple guys and enjoyed dancing. But that night was different.

We gave Kelly's date a ride home because his car wouldn't start. They were in the back seat and I could see what was happening in the rear view mirror.

As Kelly's date kissed him goodnight, his hand found his breast and gently caressed the taut nipple clearly outlined through his dress. Kelly didn't stop him. He looked at