Magician's Assistant - Friends & Lovers Part 4

"I did, didn't I?"

"Oh, yeah! You sure as hell did! I mean to tell you, Mikey! That dress hugged you in all the right places, and made those lovely long legs of yours look ever so sexy."

"Those high heels I had on didn't hurt either, you know, as in they added a couple of inches to the illusion."

"Oh, and speaking of heels, you seemed to get around in them just fine."

"You know something, now that you mention it, John, you're right. I didn't have a bit of trouble with them, not even when we were dancing."

"No. No, you didn't. You mean to tell me that those dick teaser specials were actually comfortable?"

"They must have been. I mean, I don't seem to recall my feet hurting when I was wearing them."

"So, you're saying that your toes didn't bother you being all scrunched together like that?"

"No. I don't remember my toes bothering me at all. Actually, now that I think about it, those heels were very comfortable, and surprisingly, very easy to get around in."

"Okay! For my money, I'd have to say that pretty much negates the clothing issue," John cheerfully declared. "So, it's on to the next subject."

"Hey! Hold on there!" Mike complained. "What do you mean, 'that takes care of the clothing issue'?"

"Trust me, kiddo, if you can prance around in a dress that fairly screams, 'Fuck the shit out of me, please!' and a pair of your standard issue 'sock it to me' stiletto heels, you aren't going to have a bit of trouble wearing women's clothing."

Mike didn't have a comeback for that one. John, she realized, was right. Mike absolutely loved the way she had looked decked out in that ever so sexy outfit, so much so that she knew that if she choose to remain the woman she was, she'd jump at ever opportunity to wear something as scintillating and as sexy as that again.

Having put the kibosh on the clothing issue, the two of them next addressed the various reservations that Mike harbored concerning the makeup business.