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I'll think on it. I don't have to decide right away do I?"
    "No, it's best you give it a lot of thought because to succeed you'll have to be committed.” There was feeling in April's words.
    "Committed? What do you mean?” Her certainty scared me.
    "Scott, it's a bumpy road, submission. There will be things you don't like, but the joys of submitting are after the fact, after you've accepted the things you don't like. If you're like me, the most pleasure you'll feel will be in giving pleasure to your dominant. This is part of the reason submission is harder for men, they aren't as used to giving as women. One thing's for sure, you and I will know each other far more intimately than we did before, because you won't be pretending anymore.” April hugged me again and I believed her.
    When she released me, she looked up and there were tears in her eyes. “Please, Scott, give me a chance to make you as happy as I am."
    It suddenly dawned on me that I was going to do this. I couldn't go this far, plunge this deep in to Pandora's Box, without trying it.
    After taking a deep breath, I tried to put some order to my thoughts. “I think I want to do this and I think you're right about me, but I'm scared, really fucking scared."
    "Okay, that's all I need right now. Paulo says you should think it over this weekend because the mind is much slower accepting things than you think. I'll talk to Paulo and develop a plan of action and then we'll try some things, little things to see if you're ready for more.” She looked at me and broke out laughing. “I'm sorry. Did you think it was all going to happen tonight?"
    I realized I must have looked expectant, but I easily let it go. However what did make me respond was a thought about Paulo, who was indeed the unknown factor for me. Suddenly I wanted to know more about him. “Your Master, what's he like? Could you tell me how you met him?"
    She giggled. “Sure, I'd love to.” There was a glee in April's voice. “He's three years older than me and he was born and raised in Texas. He's an experienced Dom with both male and female subs, but he says he prefers females. We met at a club where I nearly pissed myself when he walked up to me and asked me if I wanted to serve him. I mean what do you say to that? I was so freaked I just giggled, but guess who I went home with that night?"
    The answer was obvious so I probed further. “I see, sounds like quite a guy. So did you serve him or just have sex?"
    April smiled and her eyes looked sort of dreamy like she was recalling that night. “You don't just have sex with his type, you serve and you feel lucky to have been allowed to. I know that sounds impossible and I can't really explain it, but you may begin to feel it when you met him. We'll see.” April paused, but then she grabbed my hand and spoke with urgency. “Remember this, Scott, as a sub you must crawl before you can walk and walk before you can run, and most of the time you're scared, but the fear it's the best part. It's like the flavor.” April squeezed my hand and I knew she was giving me good advice.
    Then in a complete change of mood, April giggled sporadically and I didn't understand what was so funny.
    "Okay, what's the joke?” I queried as I wondered if I really wanted to know.
    "Oh, nothing, just trying to picture you wearing lip gloss, a wig, and with some killer lashes. You'll be a knockout.” She continued to giggle.
    I wasn't as sure as April seemed to be, but no doubt over the next few days or weeks I would find out what it was to be feminized. The best I could do now was to try not to let my anxieties get the better of me. “Do you really think so, or are you just fooling with me?"
    "Nope, I really think you'll be a pretty girlie.” She shook her head as if resolved to make me a pretty girl.
    I sat in silence a moment thinking about what I was considering and then it just happened, no doubt because of the relief of the stress of suppressing it for all these years.