<div align="center"><strong>Danny Kins - Walking towards the main entrance from outside </strong></div><br/>Chocolate ice cream was a delicacy that Danny could hardly do without.  Never was it a coping mechanism, a crutch or a bad habit.  Chocolate ice cream was Danny's occasional treat.  No wonder the petite young man now strolled down the street towards his destination with a single scoop of dark chocolate occasionally greeting his lips at the head of a cone.  His tongue carefully circles around the sphere of tasty ice-cream as he is careful not to get any of the item on his black decorative poncho.<br/><br/>Having to remove his poncho would be a bit of an embarrassing event for Danny Kins.  Already he was getting looks as his highly effeminate figure strolled down the street towards the photography shop and gallery he had heard of.  They were the right kind of looks though, because Danny was not just crossdressing.  He was crossdressing convincingly.  The effeminate figure had granted him all sorts of attention when he was younger.  Usually the kind of attention a boy would never want in the locker room or when asking a girl out for a day.  'Weak, runty and small' were used interchangeably to describe his feminine mannerisms and impeccably girlish physical form.<br/><br/>But then, one day, Danny had slipped on a pair of four inch heels just like the ones he wore now. Bare legs became clad in hosiery, then fishnets and finally the fencenets that he wore now as he clicked he way up to the revolving door of the Waxing Rhapsodic gallery lobby.  As he tossed his cone in a trash receptacle outside and pushed his way through the door, Danny found himself stand in a lobby with a handful of other people.  With a poncho covering much more revealing clothes above his legs, he felt confident enough to walk inside.<br/><br/>He was looking for something.  Though he was a buyer, Danny had a commission in mind and had every intention of dropping plenty of cash.<br/><br/>Those warm little brown eyes scanned the room as he parsed some bright blonde hair out of his eyes.  'Where to begin?' he thought to himself.  'I guess I should see what is on offer' his mind mused as he saw a gallery space deeper in the lobby and began to slowly walk towards it.