Daniel, Dani, Dana Part 2

After tanning I had only put on a little lip gloss for the drive over. Lacy took me through the process step by step so kindly. Foundation, using a pencil for my lips and eyes, mascara, eye liner and finishing with my lips. I was totally shocked when she finished and I saw how I looked in the mirror. The day before was good but this was awesome. From the chin up I looked as feminine as humanly possible. Not overdone but cute I thought. She asked if she could snap a pic and send it to Monica and I agreed and wanted it sent to my phone too. Lacy then handed me a case about the size of a laptop and told me to open it to check it out. The case was filled with the tools and every type of makeup she had used was in it. When I asked her how much it was she said it had all been taken care of already.

I dialed Monica's number when I left Lacy and asked exactly how all of these things were getting paid for. Knowing that the clothes, tanning bed, new hairdo and makeup were not cheap. She just put me off, telling me to quit asking so many questions. Stopping by an ATM I hit mom's account up for some cash after I checked the balance. And hell it even seemed higher than usual, especially since she was out of town on a trip too.

Getting a new ID from a "friend" of Monica's took about ten minutes after he snapped a picture of my face. From now on I was Dana as far as anyone knew and that was all they needed to know. A not so flattering pic was on it but who the hell cared as long as I didn't have to be Daniel anymore.

The beach is full of tattoo parlors and places to get a piercing. On the corner of the Boardwalk was a place I felt like I could trust to be safe and clean. The guy who did my belly button had more tattoos than I had ever seen in my life. Since a couple of shots of tequila - as he laughingly suggested - were not available, I had to grit my way through the process. It hurt like a bitch when he did it but I grimaced my way through it like a champ. He asked what tattoo I wanted to accompany my new piercing and I asked if he could do me a daisy on my ass cheek. I didn't know if I was quite ready for a "Tramp Stamp" just yet. Hoping that would get me a discount on the piercing, he quickly volunteered to do it. I winked at him and said I would be back to get that done soon.