I arrived back at Rod's, let an excited Biddy into the house and decided to take him for a walk. So after putting on some sandshoes took him around the block. Rod's car was in the driveway when I returned.
Sarah greeted me with "Where have you been? You need to get ready"
"It's only quarter past 5" I replied. "I'm not being picked up till 7.30"
"I intend to make you the 'Belle of the Ball. And we are going to need all that time. No longer shit, shave and shower for you" he replied. "I have been shopping for extra supplies" I noticed a variety of shopping bags on the kitchen bench "Have a shower in the en suite. while I set up in the bathroom". He handed me two plastic bottles. "Use these to wash your hair. Don't forget to use the conditioner"
I took the bottles to the shower, located a clean towel and had just removed my shirt when There was a knock and the door opened "Put these on when you have finished" said Sarah as he hung a shopping bag and the silk dressing gown on a hook behind the door. "While I'm here show me your underarms" I held my arms in the air. "Mmm a shave would do no harm" He pointed to a razor on the bench "Use that one" he left closing the door behind him.
I got in the shower, washed first my body then my hair and conditioned as instructed. Shaving the underarms took less than a minute. Sarah had left me a very neat little patch of pubic hair which I did not think needed any attention.
I got out, dried myself and opened the shopping bag. Inside was a black bra and panty set with labels still attached. I pulled them out. It was a G-String. This is going to be a new experience I thought. .
I had a little difficulty determining how to put the G-String on. The first attempt left the string on the front. Eventually I pulled it up and felt the 'String' between my bum cheeks. It was not as uncomfortable as it looked. I put the dressing gown on over the top and went to find Sarah.
He was in the bathroom and beckoned me to sit on a kitchen chair that was placed there. "I just need to put in a pad" I said and went to open the draw where the pads were kept.
"Oh you can't wear a pad tonight. I'll get a Tampon. How heavy are you?" Another new experience I thought.
"Just spotting" I said.
He went back to Rod's bedroom and came back with what I assumed was a tampon. I had no idea where from. "Easiest if I just put this in. Stand there and hold your gown up" I pulled the gown up above my waist. Sarah knelt down and in front of me, and in a matter of fact manner pulled the G-string down and inserted the tampon into my vagina. None of the tenderness from last night or this morning. "If you are only bleeding lightly this will last till you are back home. Pull the string to remove it" He pulled the G-String back up "Sit down and we will get started"
I sat down and he dried and brushed my hair. When finished he lay a towel over my waist and took my hand and looked at my nails. They were clean but I thought they needed a cut. He said "I don't normally wear nail polish but I want to experiment. You're like a big live doll..... This is a girls dream" He applied red polish to the index finger on my right hand and a mauve color to the same finger on my left hand. "Which do you think? I like the mauve" Without waiting for an answer he stripped the polish off both fingers. "First I'll apply a base coat" he put a clear varnish over all my fingernails "Keep them still. I will do your toes while they dry" The process continued. After the base coat he applied two top coats of the mauve polish to each finger and toe nail. We had to allow 5 minutes between each coat.
"Time to start on your hair" he said as the final coat on my nails was drying "Would you like a drink first?"
"I'd love a drink of water....... Haven't you had already done my hair?"
"I want to curl it" He held a glass of water so I could have a drink. I was not allowed to hold it myself because the nails were still drying.
He then produced a bunch of clips that he put in my hair and from one of the shopping bags pulled out a box "This is a GHD curling iron. I've been meaning to buy one for months" He removed a wand like device from the box, plugged it into a socket then proceeded to work on my hair. Section by section he twisted strands of hair in the hot wand, he held the hair twisted for a few seconds then released it and worked on another strand. Eventually he turned the power off and said "I think I'm done. Give your hair a shake" I did so. He ran his fingers through the hair and seemed satisfied with what he had created.
He then grabbed one of the aerosol cans that was on the bench and sprayed over my hair. "That should help the curls last" He checked my nails "They are dry now you can touch things if you want" I immediately felt my hair. It felt like a mass of curls. I turned and looked in the mirror. I certainly looked different and I thought my new hairstyle was very attractive. As Zach I had always admired girls with curls.
"We are not done yet" said Sarah "Sit back down" He produced some tweezers and scissors and examined my face. I couldn't help but wince as he decided to pluck some hairs from my eyebrows "Try and stay still" I was instructed.
When that was finished he started with makeup. He dipped his fingers into a small bottle and gently rubbed a cream all over my face "This is just moisturizer" he said as he massaged it in. "Next some foundation" He dabbed something onto my face with a sponge, again massaging it in. This was followed by some sort of paintbrush "A bit of color" as he brushed my cheeks.
Eventually he put the brush down looking satisfied "Are we finished?" I asked, estimating I had been sitting here for close to an hour.
"Not yet. Eyes next" He produced a pencil and drew on my eyebrows. "Close your eyes" I did. I felt him gently rub something onto my eyelids. "Keep them closed while I put on some eyeliner" It felt like he used a texta to draw on my eyelashes. "Ok open your eyes while I apply Mascara. Try not to flinch" It was hard not to close my eyes again as he brushed my lashes.
"Just the lips to go. Try to keep them still while I apply liner" He drew on my lips with a what appeared to be a red texta. I must have moved at the wrong time as he wiped his first effort off with a damp tissue and began again. This time I made sure I didn't flinch. When he was happy with the result he produced a tube of dark red lipstick and applied it to my lips. "I'll put this in your clutch bag. Remember to re-apply after the meal" He then sprayed my face with another can and said "All done. Have a look"
I spun around to look in the mirror behind me. The makeup was flawless. I certainly looked like a girl ready for a night out. To my own taste I thought it was a bit overdone. The face I currently wore did not need a lot of makeup to look good, but I didn't want to hurt Sarah's feelings. "Sensational" I said. It was his turn to blush.
"Time to get dressed" he said. I got up and followed him to the guest bedroom. The Silver dress was laid on the bed.
"Would you prefer stockings or pantyhose?" he asked
"What's easier"
"Pantyhose. But stockings look better"
"Pantyhose will do" I said. He told me to sit on the bed and he handed me a pack of skin tone pantyhose. I pulled them up my legs. Once they were up above my knees I stood up undid the sash on my gown and pulled them all the way up. "Why give me a G-String if I am to cover it up?"
Sarah smiled "So you don't have a panty-line in the dress. Take the gown off and let me see how that bra fits" I did so. "I chose it because of the thin shoulder straps. Is it comfortable? I couldn't try it on in this body"
"It's a bit tight" He adjusted the straps
"Is that better?" I nodded
"Let's see how it looks under the dress" She undid some clips at the back of the dress and bade me lean forward "I'll help so we don't ruin the hair"
Eventually we got it on, he fastened the dress at my back and examined the fit. "That bra isn't right"
"Your Mum suggested a strapless bra last night"
"I think it would look better without a bra. Let's see" He helped me partially undo the dress, remove the bra and clip the dress back up again. "It looks better.... Move around and see how it feels" I must have looked puzzled. "Pretend you're dancing. Does is chafe?"
I twirled around and generally wobbled my chest. It was still a strange sensation having breasts that bounced when I moved. I could feel my nipples against the dress material. "Yes there is a bit of chaffing".
"I have a strapless bra. Let's see if I can find it" He looked through the underwear drawer and pulled out another black bra. "Try this" Another round of partially undressing and redressing and Sarah was finally satisfied with my look. I twirled and wobbled. Everything felt comfortable as well.
"That looks good. Now for some jewellery. Marlene will be here soon" He proceeded to put some earrings in my pierced ears. "These pendants will look nice. They are not real diamonds but no-one will know" He then found some silver bangles and put one on each wrist "These were from my grandmothers estate, don't lose them"
Lastly some shoes were produced "Put these on. You might need to practice walking" He produced a pair of silver shoes. The heels must have been 4 inches. "I wore these at Monique's wedding, they are remarkably comfortable"
I put the shoes on and found I was almost looking Sarah eye to eye. I walked to the kitchen and back. I wouldn't call them comfortable but I could cope. I had worn 4 inch heels the first night I had become Sarah, if anything these shoes were easier to wear.
Sarah handed me a little handbag with a long metal strap "Take this clutch. The lipstick, other necessities and your phone are in there"
It was now 7.30 Marlene would be here shortly. Sarah walked with me to the curb. I practiced trying to walk gracefully, up and down the driveway as we waited for the taxi. I had only done two laps when we saw the taxi coming.
Sarah walked me to the car, opened the door and said hello to Marlene. I went to hop in but Sarah held me back. He pulled me around, gave me a kiss and said "Have a good evening but remember you are my fiancé. I will wait up for you"