I didn’t have any girl clothes, but it was a hot September day and a lot of my wardrobe was purposefully androgynous. On the train I headed to the t...ilet, where I slipped off my socks, rolled up my skinny jeans a few inches to show some ankle over my cherry red Converse and styled my black bobbed hair into something more feminine. It wasn’t a transformation, but for me it was liberating to feel that little bit more girly again.From the station, I headed straight to the canal district where I. Louise gave a frustrated groan of impotence as her struggles failed to make any impression on her captivity, her evident anger and frustration stifled by the cloth that filled her mouth. Freddie smiled, pleased that she was still showing such spirited resistance. That was the good thing about girls from the night clubs; they were used to working hard for their living. The Trocadero made it so easy too. It was never any problem for an ardent admirer to get to see the girls. And with all the. Based on the speed with which Jimmy was working, I had no doubt we'd be fully up to date by early December. Sue and Jan were busy with getting their staff to load the data as it became available. Lori and Lexi were looking after their own areas themselves, with occasional help from Jan or Sue.In the meantime, I was getting to meet some of our key clients and letting them know of all the changes that were in store. What concerned me was the lack of interest on what had happened to Walter. "I'll barely be walking inthese shoes."For the first time, Alan was out of his now customary business attire andwas dramatically dressed in evening wear. He spun ever so slowly towardthe three way mirror behind him in the dressing area, getting the fullview of himself from every angle in the stunning long gown, feeling morelike he was headed for the red carpet rather than the evenings corporatesocial.His dress was an elegant long chiffon, form fitting evening gown in apeachy orange spring like.