<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 18px">After breakfast and Jackie's departure, the first thing Aunt Gabrielle was to take Davey to her mansion's private spa, where he met with a number of people that looked at him, apparently, as if they were 'sizing him up'.  Then Davey realized that was precisely what they were doing.  There were likely some tailors, expert cosmetologists, hairdressers and professional specialists from beauty specialties that Davey likely knew nothing about.  Aunt Gabrielle introduced him to each one and they all seemed quite nice as well as quite interested in the project.  The last person that he was introduced to, the person that his Aunt said was the most important the project, was a..., well, the word that immediately sprung into Davey's mind was 'milf'.  Even more 'milf-y' than Aunt Gabrielle, but they were related and any thoughts of Davey and his aunt were just too weird for him.<br/>
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Helen Tiresias was tall and slender.  She had long and beautiful silver-gray hair, but judging from her fair skin appeared only to be about thirty-five to forty years old.  More beautiful than her hair was her face, with eyes that were soft and brown over high cheekbones, a perfectly sized nose and lips that were full but not exaggeratedly so.  She wore a cropped jacket of black lace over a dress of the same material, the hemline of which was shorter in the front, longer in the back and showed off shapely legs in sheer stockings.  On her feet she wore stylish high heeled black leather sandals.  She enjoyed Davey's open-mouthed reaction until Aunt Gabrielle told Davey to stop staring.<br/>
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"Hello, Davey," she said in soft feminine-yet-husky voice, smiling and extending her right hand.<br/>
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The nineteen year old's hands were clean, but he still quickly wiped his own right hand on his coveralls before softly taking her hand in his.  He was tempted to bow and kiss it, but stopped himself thinking he might look like an idiot.  "A pleasure to meet you", he shakily said, trying not to stammer.<br/>
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"So very charming," said Helen to both Davey and his aunt.  "Yes, and lovely to the eyes as well."  They walked over to a table and sat for a bit.  Helen then continued speaking.  "Davey," she said, "I'm a practicing psychologist for people in show business and I also run a nightclub for adults who want to look beautiful and those people who like to look at beautiful people.  I'm sure you've seen movies where men disguise themselves as women and women disguise themselves as men, yes?"<br/>
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Davey nodded.<br/>
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"Well,' continued Helen, "What I do is coach those actors and actresses, and those people in my club that want to be beautiful, in is how to act like a beautiful young woman or a handsome young man.  In your case, you want to be able to act and behave like a woman.  I'm going to follow you through your make over and we're going to talk, hopefully as natural as friends do.  Your job is going to be selling beauty products for women by looking like a beautiful young woman, just like an actor playing the part of a woman.  Many of my clients love their heterosexual relationships, even though they sometimes cross-dress.  Being beautiful in a costume doesn't make one any less a man or a woman.  It's not a sin to want to be beautiful."<br/>
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The psychologist then leaned in to whisper in Davey's ear, "And I will always remember that you're a man because of the way you made me feel when I saw your eyes as you first looked at me."  Then she nodded at Gabrielle with a smile.<br/>
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Aunt Gabrielle then informed Davey, "First we're going do have a doctor and a nurse do a history and give you a physical, then we'll have a dentist give you a check-up and, while I doubt there's any problems, make improvements which I hope will only just be a cleaning.  After that a bath and then you'll see our dermatologist."<br/>
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Davey spent the hours that morning just dressed in soft bathrobe.  He and Helen did speak to one another as casually as friends during the day.  Helen kept his mind at ease by reminding him that he was only going to look and act like a woman, that he was still going to be himself.  The worst part of the morning was getting shaved 'down there' and when Helen taught him about 'tuck and tape'.  Actors playing women used the method to hide their 'manly bulges'.  Fortunately, there'd been some recent advances in costuming and the effect could be managed with special underwear that went under normal underwear.  Davey was embarrassed because his non-erect manly bulge was small like he was.  Helen commented that he was fine and in proportion, then she joked by asking if he really wanted his dick to run halfway down his pantleg as if it were a huge branch on a small tree.  That made him laugh.<br/>
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Next the team began working on Davey's hair....</span></span>