After only three weeks Art acquired hisfirst pieces of womens clothing, from a cheap online store. A few piecesof lingerie, a dress and a pair of shoe.... He kept them all in a locked,backpack under his bed.Art couldn't explain why his passion for dressing as a girl had evolvedso quickly and organically. In just six weeks he had gone from a boy whohad never considered wearing anything other than a t shirt and jeans, toa boy with a deep and extensive knowledge of accesorising, styling andwomens. The sleeve was cleaned, instantly. ‘For all your talents, and all your mysteries, ugly little girl, I will grant you a wish.’ ‘What… what do you mean?’ Nausea Mundane said. The gypsy smiled a gnarled, toothless smile. ‘What if I could make all your dreams come true, and all you had to do was make a simple wish?’ Nausea smiled. ‘Could this be done? This is not a cruel joke?’ ‘It is no joke.’ The gypsy said. ‘For all that you possess inside of you, I will grant you your wish, to be beautiful.. “You said you were Bi”“tell you the truth I never liked women all that much, just kind of did it because I was always taught that men belong with women, you know” The lawyer nodded. He knew exactly what his client meant.“ever been with a man Nick, and if so was it during your marriage?”“yes one man, while in college, it only lasted a month, after that I met my wife and never looked at anyone else. And no. Nothing during my marriage, when I am with someone I am with them no one else. I never. Then, Steve texted me and asked if he could have a studio photo session and how much it would cost. “For you and Brenda,” I replied, “Nothing.” I was surprised when Steve texted back and said the photo session would be strictly for him- that Brenda did not want photos done. I was excited and nervous about photographing Steve. I longed for male attention. Steve was one hundred per cent male, standing six foot four, well tanned and well toned, with chiseled good looks and an engaging personality.