It tickled more than anything. Did I look frightened enough?”I spoke slowly, realizing that I was just about to break the light-hearted mood, “Yea..., honey, you do a good facial expression of being terrified, but it just wasn’t complete, didn’t carry through to your eyes. You still looked too sure of yourself. Uh, I ... I’ve seen real fear in your eyes, that Saturday when you drove away. Please, honey, don’t ever let me see that again?”It had been more than fear; it had been a mix of a whole lot. "She looked disappointed.He though for a while looking her up and down with those leering eyes trying to decide something. "Hell, why not! You're here,the power's back on and," he glanced at his watch, "we have time.Do you want to audition?" N..now?" Without Brenda here she felt her courage evaporate."Well yes? That *is* why you're here right?"She nodded. "Don't worry," he said, "if you're any good then it's hardly in myinterest to scare you off is it? Besides, unlike some of the assholes in. He explained who he was and asked for Lt. Slavens. Within a minute, Slavens was on the phone. "Good morning, Al. Are you getting out of prison this morning?"Al let out a belly laugh that caused his ribs to remind him he should act with more decorum. "That's funny, Art. I just made a comment to the nurse that being in a hospital was like being in jail, and I think it made her a little angry. Yes, I am getting out this morning, can you still pick me up?"Al could hear Lt. Slavens chuckling over. Hequickly changed back to his pajamas, while he was still wearing thetraining bra and the panties and quickly ran back to his room.Charlie felt strange. He had done something that some days ago seemedimpossible, something that in his mind was bad, he was a boy, heshouldn't be thinking of wearing girl's clothing. But now he wasn't justthinking of doing that, he was actually doing it. And... he didn't feelguilty or bad. He was, actually, very happy. He smiled as he rememberedthe way he looked.