A Job in the Theatre Chapter 2

Paul nearly jumped out of his skin when they heard the doorbell ring. "Who is that" he asked panicked.

"Just calm down. I'm not expecting any guests. Oh, this is a prefect opportunity. I want you to answer the door. It will give you a chance to show off all that you have learned today."

"You must be kidding!"

"I most certainly am not. Soon you will be doing this every night. You had better get used to it Missy."

She had a point. After all, she had a lot of money riding on his performance. He smoothed out his dress and headed for the door swaying his hips generously. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

There was a man standing outside. In his newly acquired female voice with the slow sensuous cadence Paul asked, "May I help you?"

The guy scanned him from head to toe and back again. So this was what it felt like to get checked out. Paul watched the man's eyes and could tell he was impressed. The guy thought he was hot! Paul got a real charge from that. He was making the guy horny. He liked that a lot.

"Well..." Paul asked interrupting the guy's drooling stare. The guy realized he had been caught red handed. His ears turned red with embarrassment. Paul knew the feeling well. But that didn't stop him from enjoying the guy's discomfort.

"Oh...yeah...uh, delivery for Sarah Patton. It comes to $15.00."

Paul used the opportunity to lean forward flashing a bit of cleavage combined with a sexy look and said, "Wait right here, honey. I'll be right back." He closed the door behind him and leaned against the wall. What a rush that had been!

"Who is it" Sarah asked.

"It's the delivery man. He has a package for you" Paul said trying to contain his excitement. It had been his first true performance as a woman and was a total success. "He wants $15.00."

Sarah turned to get her purse. As she fished the money out Paul gushed, "He has no idea. I totally fooled him. You should have seen him checking me out!"