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NOTE TO THE READER:  This is the second part of a work in
progress on the differences in sexual response between men and
women.   It's an attempt by me to explain to LW (my hubby!) what
he might go through if our knowledge of molecular biology was far
advanced from where we stand today.  Part One has been previously
posted.  Any ideas on character development and plot are welcome
as the story isn't finished.

The usual disclaimer applies: This story contains descriptions of
sexual activity and should not be read by anyone under the age of
18 even if they are molecular biologists.  Any comments that the
gentle reader has should be directed to me at:

allison_george@hotmail.com

My lawyer wants me to advise all readers that this story is
copyright under 17 USC Section 102.  Permission is given to
download a single copy of this story for the purpose of reading
it off line.  Permission is also granted to archive the text in
its entirety on any non-profit web site.  Any other distribution
including posting of this story to a commercial web site without
the author's permission is strictly prohibited.

The Metamorphosis - Part Two

D's green eyes sparkled with surprise and a soft gasp escaped
from her mouth.  Uncrossing her legs, she rose from the couch and
walked over to the young woman.  She gently placed her hands on
Dani's shoulders gazing deeply into the deep brown eyes.  D's
sweet fragrance perfumed the air reminding Dani of those nights
of love that had marked the past three months.  A tinge of
bitterness coursed through Dani's body as she realized that they
were lost to the transformation, at least for the immediate
future.  She wrapped her arms around D's waist pulling the doctor
's body close to her as she nuzzled her head against D's
shoulder.  D's curly shoulder length auburn hair masked Dani's
eyes and the tweed sport jacket tickled her cheek as she hugged
the woman responsible for her present form.  Dani felt D's arms
returning the gentle hug.  D kissed the young woman softly on the
cheek and stepped back, an arm's length away.

"Dani, words cannot describe how much this moment means to me," D
said with a tinge awe in her soft voice, "although you only
joined our research team two years ago, your transformation
represents the culmination of over 15 years of research.  I was
hoping against hope that you would not be the one selected to
undergo this change but Dr. Tatum and I agreed to abide by the
computer's choice.  I too will suffer.  In the short time that we
've known each other, you have been the kindest gentlest man that
I've known."

Dani felt tears welling up in the corner of her eyes and begin to
trickle down the smooth cheeks.  The anger that she had earlier
expressed over the telephone was now a distant memory.  The
aftershock and full realization of the transformation had set in.
Dani quivered gently at D's kind words but found it difficult to
hold back the quiet sobs that came forth from her mouth.  D
reached for a box of tissues on the coffee table behind her and
drawing several from the box daubed at the rivulets of moisture
on each cheek.  She quickly followed this with an even stronger
hug that sent a feeling of electric warmth through Dani's body.

"Dani, let's sit down on the couch and get comfortable while I
try to answer some of the questions that I know you must have,"
said D taking the young woman by the elbow and with a strong firm
tug escorted her to a seat on the sofa.  "First of all today is
Tuesday.  You have been asleep for just over three days.  I had
to sedate you last Friday evening so that we could initiate the
chromosome replacement.  From our work with the larger animals we
knew that a complete exchange would take roughly ninety minutes.
By eleven we were finished.  The changes began to take place
almost immediately.  You lost all the hair from your body within
five minutes and we could see the darker hair begin to grow on
your scalp.  The color of your skin began to lighten and your
muscles lost some mass and took on a softer cast.  Breast
development started about ten minutes later.  Dr. Tatum and I
felt that we should get you back to your apartment as soon as
possible since you would only remain comatose for a short while
longer and we knew that at some point you would begin to thrash
about as the more profound changes started to take hold."

"I composed the letter that you read earlier today late in the
evening after we settled you into your bed.  Your muscles were
still taught and it was really difficult to get your cloths off.
We didn't want to leave you nude since you might have really
freaked when you woke up and saw what had taken place.  I got
your nightshirt out of the dresser to keep you covered and warm.
As we undressed you the changes in your body were more evident.
We weren't sure if the transformation order was going to be the
same in humans as in the experimental animals.  It's not like a
top-down or bottom-up effect.  The simpler things take place
first such as hair, skin, and muscle.  As I just told you, breast
development comes on pretty quickly since breasts, excepting size
and tactile sensation, are largely gender neutral.  The final sex
change and bone resizing comes on rather late.  That may not have
been completed until sometime last evening.  We also know that
after everything is finished your body needs about 12 hours or so
to adjust.  We covered you with a light blanket and left just
after midnight Friday."

"Neither one of us wanted to see the final changes.  We did not
want to make this too clinical as we both respect your privacy.
I checked in on you late Saturday and mid-day on Sunday just to
make sure you were OK.  The changes in your face were lovely to
behold though your eyes were always closed, only the eyelids
flickering, so I couldn't see the deep brown color that took the
place of your gorgeous blues."

"Dr. Tatum and I agreed depending on the sex of the research
associate, one of the two of us would serve as the transformant's
mentor.  Part of me, and I must say a very small part, is glad
that you were chosen.  As you know, I am an only child; no
brothers or sisters.  I guess I can look to you as the sister
that I never had while we spend time together in the next several
months."

Dani slumped back against the pillows, speaking in a soft voice,
"I thought you said that this can be reversed.  I'm going to be
like this for months?"

D put her right arm around Dani drawing her closer and responded,
"we know from the animal experiments that your new chromosome
structure must stabilize before we can attempt a reversal.  If we
don't wait for this to happen any reversal will be unpredictable.
We couldn't guarantee that you wouldn't end up a hermaphrodite or
worse, if the DNA began to develop gaps and lose key genes.  We
are able to test for stability and know that it's on the order of
six months with large animals like cows and horses.  I suspect
that with humans it is more likely to be three or four at the
outside.  It'll give you to opportunity that no one else has ever
had, to explore the real feelings of the opposite sex."

"But I don't know what to expect from all these changes.  I know
I have a lighter body with things kind of shifted around,"
replied Dani, "I felt kind of funny walking around with breasts.
There was a jiggling that I never had to deal with before.  I
just don't know what's going on with the rest of me."

"Love, you're a complete woman in every sense of the word.  You
have the memories of your life as a man, but some of what you are
going to experience in the next several months will be tempered
by the female hormones that are now running your body.  You will
have a normal menstrual cycle just like the rest of us.  Not that
I want to wish this curse on you, but it will give you
perspective of what we women have to deal with each month
throughout our adult lives."

"This brings me to the final point, call it a warning if you
will.  You must not and I emphasize NOT in capital letters get
pregnant.  Pregnancy brings about profound hormonal changes and
introduces new DNA into your body.  The growing fetus will slough
off cells into your womb, which can lead to incorporation of
unknown chromosomal material if we were to attempt an exchange.
We would have to wait until your body was completely clear of any
fetal DNA before a reverse exchange could begin. This could take
several months after the baby is born.  I am not going to watch
over you every waking minute.  You will have new emotions and
needs that I'm sure you're going to want to investigate.  Go
ahead and do so.  Just make sure that you are careful.  I have a
month's supply of birth control pills that you will start today.
Every morning with breakfast you punch one out of the dispenser;
just follow the numbers you can't go wrong.  This will also
stabilize your cycle so your period will be predictable.  The
worst thing in the world is being somewhere without a tampon and
feel your panties getting wet with the red tide.  Believe me you
don't want that embarrassment.  Let me get you a glass of juice
and I'll show you what to do."

D went to the refrigerator and poured a small glass of juice
which she brought back across the room.  She showed Dani the
circular dispenser of pills, how they were numbered, how to
dispense them.  Taking the first pill, Dani quickly swallowed it
with the refreshing juice.  The juice ignited a pang of hunger in
the young woman and she made note of this to D.

"Let me fix you something to eat.  While women generally need to
take in lots more calcium than men because of hormonal
differences, this shouldn't be a problem since you are not in
this for the long haul.  Remember that your caloric needs aren't
as great as men unless you're an athlete.  All the running you
used to do may have not carried over into your new body.  If you
go out for a run, go easy at first to see how your legs feel.  If
you want to be a couch potato you'll have to be careful what you
eat and go easy on the junk food."

Dani sat down at the small table in the dining area and waited
while D brewed a pot of coffee and got some granola from the
cupboard.  She took a container of yogurt and some fresh
strawberries from the refrigerator and placed them before Dani.

While Dani hungrily ate breakfast, D continued, "I brought over
some clothes for you.  I could only estimate the size; we'll want
to go shopping later today to fill out your wardrobe.  I tried to
be sensible in the style of clothes.  You had great taste as a
man, I expect that trait has carried over.  I would advise not
going overboard until you get use to your new shape.  Don't think
that you need to put on high heels and walk like a fashion model.
It's not that easy.  I'll teach you some of the rudiments about
grooming but you're going to have to create your own style.  I'm
not in this as some Svengali, only a mentor who can give you some
sense of direction!"

"I need to get some measurements to gauge the full effects of the
transformation," D said as Dani put the dirty dishes in the sink.
"Come with me to the bathroom so I can get your weight and
height.  We'll also need some other measurements so that you'll
know what size clothes fit."

The two women walked across the room and into the bathroom where
D pulled out a scale from the cabinet under the sink.  Dani
stepped lightly onto the scale.  116 pounds, she had lost forty
pounds.  Standing flat heeled against the doorjamb; D marked off
a line at the top of the young woman's head.  Dani held a tape
measure against the floor while the older woman read off
sixty-seven inches.  Five feet seven inches, a shrinking of four
inches from Dani's 'male' height.  Dani removed the terry cloth
robe and D used the tape to take bust, waist, and hip
measurements.

"Well, you're nice and lithe.  I have you at 34-22-34.  It also
looks like you'll take a B cup, which I guessed at.  Put your
robe back on so you don't catch a chill.  I want to get this hair
dried so that it's not lying there like a sad looking mop!  Let
me go get a brush and hair dryer."

Dani looked into the mirror while D went back into the living
room.  Some color had come back into her face as a result of the
breakfast and hot coffee.  She felt the dampness of the hair with
her right hand tousling it as she gave her head a quick shake.  D
returned with a blow drier, comb, and cylindrical brush in one
hand and a small Nordstrom bag in the other.  D used the pointed
end of the comb to form a small part in the middle front of Dani'
s scalp.  She evened the part so the there was an equal amount of
hair on either side.  Taking the brush, D slipped it underneath
the strands that were tickling the nape of Dani's neck.  She
twisted the hair around the bristles of the brush as she began to
dry the young woman's hair.  The hot air tickled Dani's scalp as
D continued to add body, fluffing the hair as it dried.  D
delicately feathered the bangs in the front so that they
delicately lay across Dani's forehead.  Glancing quickly in the
mirror, Dani was pleased with the way her hair framed the
lovely-reflected face.

D reached into the bag that was resting on the counter speaking
in an authoritative voice; "you'll need to hold still for a
moment while I fix your face.  You don't need too much make up,
but there definitely are some features that need to be
highlighted.  You can experiment later on with other shades and
effects."  D applied some blush to Dani's cheeks and a pale brown
eye shadow to the lids above her eyes.  She chose a light red
lipstick and showed Dani how to avoid smudges and smears.  "This
should hold you for this afternoon.  There's a make up book on
your dresser that gives pretty good instructions about color and
application so that you can highlight your features.  Let's get
you dressed and see what else you're going to need."

Dani and D walked back into the living room where the rest of the
shopping bags were.  D handed Dani the pale blue panties that
were still sitting on the dresser.  The younger woman pulled them
on so they rested on the crest of her hips.  They felt funny as
Dani was used to wearing boxer shorts.  The panties felt smooth
like a second skin.  D had thoughtfully purchased a matching
front closing bra.  She told Dani that this would be easier to
put on than trying to fumble around for clasps in the back.  Dani
put her arms through the straps and fastened the bra, immediately
sensing the support that it offered.  D handed Dani a blue button
down pinpoint oxford shirt to put on.  Dani fumbled for a second
until she realized that it was a woman's shirt and the buttons
and holes were reversed.  Dani slid on a pair of knee high nylons
and a pair of charcoal gray wool slacks.  The pants felt quite
different from the men's styles Dani remembered; they fit snugly
around her hips revealing the delightful contours of the lower
part of her body.   She finished dressing, slipping into the
black flats that D had set beside the closet mirror.

Dani looked in the full-length mirror, moving her head slowly up
and down.  She turned to the right and looking over her left
shoulder saw her profile reflected back.  D was right, she had an
exceptionally lovely figure.  Her breasts were just the right
size, not melon-sized; the slacks revealed a lovely firm rear.
She pursed her lips as if to blow a kiss which was
instantaneously returned by the figure staring back.  Dani broke
into a broad smile, as she put her hands on her hips and placing
her right foot forward lifting her chest so that the curve of her
breasts was accentuated.  "My God D, I think I'm gorgeous," Dani
remarked as she turned around to see herself from all the
possible angles.

"That you are dear one," D responded, "I thought that Karen's DNA
would be a nice complement to yours!"

"Everything fits so well," said Dani, continuing to admire
herself in the mirror.

"I wanted to go conservative on your first day out.  As you get a
little more adventurous you can unbutton the second button of
your shirt to flash a little cleavage," said D with a gentle
laugh in her voice, "after all, when you've got it, flaunt it.  I
have some more things in the bag that we probably should put away
before we leave.  Then I'm taking you to Nordstrom for some
serious shopping.  We need to get you some nice dresses since I
think you'll want to wear more than pants during the next several
months.  I haven't bought any for you since I didn't want to make
any estimates about your size.  We'll also need something for you
to wear tonight since I've made a reservation at Luria's so that
we can have a proper celebration."

The two women emptied the contents of Dani's dresser into a large
packing box.  All the socks, tee shirts, jeans, underwear, and
other clothes certainly would no longer fit Dani's new shape.
These were replaced by a half dozen delicate panties and bras of
various pastel hues, smaller sized white cotton socks, and
patterned wool argyles.  A pink and blue button downed oxford
shirt along with several long sleeve turtlenecks were added to
the drawer.  D had not purchased any hosiery; this they would do
at the mall.  D arranged the cosmetics on a tray on top of the
dresser, noting that she had not picked out a fragrance for Dani,
noting that this should be a personal decision.  D gave Dani one
of her jackets to wear until they could buy one that fit
properly.  Even though D was two inches taller and had larger
breasts than Dani, the jacket was a fairly good fit on the young
woman.

"Dani, I bought you a simple Coach bag to keep your wallet and
other accessories in.  Because of your new shape, it's going to
be hard to keep things in your pockets as you were used to.
Besides, most women's pants don't have pockets!  I have opened a
checking account for you at the bank under Dani Watson; there's
two thousand dollars in it.  You can probably transfer money from
your existing account without any problems.  There's an American
Express and a VISA card also in that name in your wallet.  I
thought it best to keep the name stuff simple.  Dani is a lovely
name for a girl.  Watson is my mother's surname, I think it's
best that you pass as my cousin who is here for a long visit.  We
'll have to go down to the DMV to get a proper driver's license,
I think you'd have some serious explaining to do if you try to
use your old one."

Dani's head was reeling with all of what was transpiring.  She
still felt awkward in this new body.  "D, I'd really like to pick
up some running clothes also.  I think a run will help clear some
of the cobwebs out of my brain.  All of this feels so strange."

"All right, let's get going.  I don't know how much energy you're
going to have after we're finished.  I always operate from the
principle, shop 'till you drop," laughed D.

The two women walked out the apartment door and into the
mid-morning sun.  They got into D's Honda, which was parked right
in front of Dani's apartment.  The ten-minute ride to the mall
was uneventful.  Once parked, D took over giving directions to
Dani with a vengeance.  They stopped first at Victoria's secret,
where Dani and D picked out some more underwear including several
slips, two nice camisoles, and a couple of new accentuating bras
that were advertised to provide more prominence to the bust line.
D showed Dani the "fun" underwear that was on display noting that
it wasn't practical for everyday wear.

Dani and D made a quick stop at the Gap to pick up some casual
wear.  D noted that it's better to get things here since clothes
at Nordstrom are much more expensive.  They bought some tee
shirts, a couple of oversized sweaters, and jeans.  Dani was
surprised at how the women's cut of jeans hugged her hips and
ass.  She turned around so that she could see the tightness of
her lovely rear end.  It would take some time for the feel of
clothes on her new body to expunge the built up memories of so
many years as a male.

The women's section at Nordstrom proved to be a revelation to
Dani.  She remembered just wearing jeans and shirts for so long
with an occasional sports coat and for those times when 'he' and
D went out to dinner.  Now there were skirts, blouses, suits,
pants, and sweaters to deal with.  So many things to choose from.
D helped Dani pick out the necessities.  There was no need to go
overboard, particularly if the young woman would only be in her
new body for three or four months.  Since winter was coming, D
suggested that it was best to stick with wool since it provides a
greater degree of warmth than other fabrics.  They first picked
out a gray herringbone wool suit with a delicate burnt orange
windowpane that would accentuate a number of different color
combinations.  The skirt was cut conservatively knee length.
Dani picked out an ecru colored silk blouse that D noted would
feel lovely on Dani's skin.  They picked out several wool skirts
of varying length and flare as well as a muted plaid jumper that
could be worn with both blouses and turtlenecks.  Dani picked out
two open collared white blouses.  D helped pick out a striking
black long-sleeved dress with a slight d colletage that revealed
the swell of Dani's breasts.

Dani slumped down on a couch near the register where they paid
for this round of purchases.  Her legs were spread apart, as her
'male' memory didn't see anything particularly wrong with how she
sat down.  "I'm getting a little hungry," said Dani with a
slightly weary voice, realizing that they had been shopping for
an hour and a half.

"I must say that you don't look very lady-like sitting like
 that," said D with a throaty laugh, "it's a good thing you're
not wearing a dress, you would certainly cause quite a stir!"
Dani demurely sat up right bringing her knees together as D
smiled with a gleam in her eyes.  "You're going to have to
remember that your a lady now and you can't just flop around when
you sit."

 "There's a nice tea room on the third floor where we can get
some lunch," D said offering Dani a hand to help her get off the
couch.  Showing Dani the way to the escalator, they disembarked
on the third floor and quickly found a table for two near one of
the windows where they could see the University bell tower off in
the distance.  "Well, what do you think about your first day
shopping?" queried D.

"I never gave much thought to all the things a woman needs.  I've
always just liked jeans and plain shirts.  What's amazing is all
the different styles and colors.  It really boggles my mind,"
said Dani as she picked up one half of the chicken salad sandwich
that had just been delivered.  The young woman eagerly attacked
the lunch having had nothing to eat save the small breakfast
during the past three days.

"I think you'll have a lot of fun during your time as a woman,"
responded D, "of course you're going to have to do it as a 'crash
' course.  You didn't have the luxury of going through your teen
aged years where this kind of stuff is learned and ingrained into
your mind.  As I think about it, that might be a good thing.
Teenagers can oftentimes be quite cruel to their peers.  But, you
are a quick study and I doubt that you're going to have much
trouble.

After they finished lunch, D took Dani over to the accessory
department where they looked at a number of silk scarves before
settling on two that would go with the suit and other outfits
they had just purchased.  They moved on to the shoe department
where Dani purchased a pair of boots for the cooler weather that
was sure to come and a pair of pumps with two-inch heels.
Stopping off at the cosmetic counter, Dani sprayed several
different colognes on her wrist, trying to find one that appealed
to her.  She finally settled on Mitsouko, which had a nice spice
scent.

Their final stop at the mall was the sporting goods store where
Dani purchased a new pair of running shoes to replace those that
were much to big for her smaller more delicate-sized feet.  She
picked up a couple of sports bras, nylon running shorts, and a
powder blue sweat suit.  They carried a half dozen shopping bags
from the morning's shopping out to the parking garage and placed
them in the trunk of D's car.  Idle chatter about all of the day'
s purchases marked the ride back to Dani's apartment.

After helping Dani unload the packages D noted that she had to
get back to the U.  She had to give a presentation at the
research seminar later that afternoon.  She told Dani that they
had an eight o'clock reservation for dinner and that she would be
by at seven thirty.  "I'll call you at six to make sure that you
haven't fallen asleep!" D remarked as she moved to the doorway,
"I'd like to see you in that black dress that I picked out.  I
promise that this is the last time I'll pick something out for
you, but I simply couldn't resist."  With that D blew Dani a
quick kiss and closing the door of the apartment after her.  Dani
heard the Honda's engine come to life and looked out the window
as D pulled out of the parking lot.

Dani began to unpack; hanging the various skirts and blouses up
in the closet.  She unpacked the underwear adding it to the
drawer that she and D had only half filled earlier that morning.
She finished putting away the sweaters and blouses in the second
drawer and glanced at the clock next to the bed.  It was almost
three p.m.; she had been awake for a little over five hours.
Raising her gaze, Dani saw the lake and the U outside the window.
She could see the rays of the fall sun reflecting off the lake.
She stretched her arms above her head and flexed her legs,
sensing that her muscles had finally recovered from the
exhaustive transformation.  She picked up the light blue running
shorts and tossed them on the bed along with a matching tee shirt
and one of the sports bras.  There was an urge within her body to
cleanse the last remnants of the change and a run, however brief
it might be, would be one step further towards that goal.

Dani quickly unbuttoned the shirt and slid off the wool slacks,
hanging them both up in the closet.  She unhooked the bra she was
wearing and slid the Lycra sports bra over her head slipping her
arms through the straps.  She leaned forward to settle her
breasts into the cups, jiggling them slightly so that they were
snugly encased.  She took off the bikini panties, stepping into
white cotton briefs and pulled on the running shorts.  The
sensation was strange, given Dani's retained memory of a jiggling
cock and balls inside a cotton pouch.  No matter, it was time to
get moving.  She put on a pair of socks and laced the running
shoes up.  She pulled a headband on to keep the hair from
brushing across her face.

The sun, unfiltered by any clouds, gave the afternoon a warmth
greater than the ambient temperature.  Dani stepped outside the
door and after locking it slid the elastic key chain over her
left wrist.  Leaning forward against the brick wall next to the
door, she stretched out her leg muscles until they felt limber
enough for a run.  Her apartment complex was on the same side of
the lake as the U, four miles from the football stadium that
abutted the lake.  A broad asphalt path, two-thirds the width of
a city street, ran the length of this side of the oblong shaped
lake, a distance of thirteen miles.  Numbered light poles holding
sodium vapor lamps were evenly spaced at hundred meter intervals
permitting the runners and cyclists to measure traveled
distances.  Dani was accustomed to cycling to the Dr. Tatum's lab
on all but the most inclement days.  Today, her first waking day
as a woman, Dani took the path to experience the new form and
muscle structure.  She wasn't at all sure how far to push the
untested body and settled on a two mile run at an easy pace for a
start.

She circled her arms in several large circles to loosen her
shoulders as she walked the short distance down to the path.
After a final stretch of her calve muscles; she started down the
path in the direction of the U.  She was pleasantly surprised at
how easy her breathing was.  Her new breasts did not pose a
significant encumbrance as she took nice long strides down the
path.  Apparently Dani's past exercise regimen was not entirely
lost during the transformation.  Sure it was a different body and
she recognized that there was diminished leg strength but the
love of running was still there.

Running north, she felt the warmth of the sun on her back and saw
the delicate rippled water glistening off her right shoulder.
She received some welcoming nods and smiles from fellow runners
headed in the opposite direction and acknowledged them with a
warm smile of her own.  Reaching the sixteenth light pole, she
circled it and headed back towards her apartment.  The slightly
uphill return run challenged Dani to maintain the even pace that
she started with.  She stretched out her stride even as her legs
were tiring.  Seeing the last pole before her apartment, Dani
accelerated her pace forcing her lungs to take in more air.  With
a final push, she reached the grassy area at the rear of the
apartment complex and left the running path.  She stretched the
arms over head, clasping her hands at the back of her neck.
Walking on the grass she now noticed her heart pounding from the
brisk run and her lungs smoothly expanding and contracting, the
combination delivering needed oxygen to her tired muscles.  She
finally began to feel refreshed, as the three days of enforced
sleep ebbed from her body and mind.

Dani circled around the back of the eight-unit apartment building
reaching her door.  Entering, she looked at the clock and noted
that the run had taken twenty-five minutes.  Not bad she thought
to herself, only seven or so minutes slower than she was used to.
She poured herself a glass of juice and went into the bedroom.
She saw the makeup book that D had left sitting on the night
table next to the bed.  She placed the glass of juice on the
table and picked up the book as she sat down on the bed.  The
book's cover held the easily recognizable face of Effie Berg, one
of the world's reigning super models.

'Model Make Up Secrets' was written by a youngish looking man
purported to be one of the top make up artists used by all the
leading fashion photographers.  The name meant little to Dani, as
she had never given this topic much thought prior to her gender
change.  However, D was quite insistent that Dani learn some of
the "secret arts of face design," as the book's promised subtitle
noted.  She leafed through the book glancing at the various
instructions for applying lipstick, making one's eyes look larger
and more radiant, and how to care for skin. The before and after
pictures were most striking.  Dani was amazed at how ordinary
some of the models appeared without makeup.  Yes, they did look
nicer than the average woman, but the delicate application of
color transformed them into exotic looking creatures that men
lusted after and young girls sought to emulate.  God, she thought
to herself, it must take simply hours to get one's face properly
made up!

Finishing the glass of juice, she turned back to the introduction
and began reading.

'I always look at a woman's face as a three dimensional canvas.
It's obviously not entirely blank; there's a nose, eyes and
eyebrows, lips, cheekbones, and of course a hairstyle.  But how
can we take this canvas, then shade and color the various
features to create a sense of allure?  This book will take you
step by step through the various stages of make-up.  I have
illustrated it with pictures of many of the lovely women that I
have had the privilege to work with over the past seven years.
While they all had a natural, innate sense of beauty, there was
not a one that I felt I could not make more beautiful.  Not
everyone is born with the wonderful features as Effie, Cindy, and
Myra.  However, if you are adept in the selection of color and
application, the hidden you will emerge like the butterfly from
its cocoon.  I hope you find these pages useful; they will
provide the foundation upon which to build a new and lovelier
face.  Don't be afraid to experiment with new colors and effects,
they sometimes lead to surprising results.'

Dani turned to the first chapter, 'The Eyes Have It."  'Eyes are
the most important feature on your face.  They are the first
feature that draws attention.  You can bring out features with
either a subtle or bold touch.  However, it's all too easy to do
the wrong thing, making your eyes look so garish that the glances
you hope to attract never come.'

On the facing page was a picture of Myra's face without any
makeup.  She had brown eyes that were not as dark as Dani's, but
the same deep black hair color.  Dani looked at the various
stages where Myra's eyes are outlined and highlighted so that
they achieve a greater luminosity.  Broken down into individual
stages, it didn't look all that hard.  Dani thought to herself
that she had best just strive for some simple highlights this
evening and practice for the full effect when she had more time.
She placed the book down in her lap, closed her eyes hoping to
rest for five or ten minutes, but quickly fell into a deep sleep.

-- To be Continued --

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