David's Story

Chapter 4.
An Event To Remember

I fell in love with David in high school and married him right after college. What was it about him that I loved so much? In this chapter: A very big step.

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.