Far Eastern Adventure

his lovely smooth form. In a few minutes he had returned his
skin to a delightful smoothness and was beginning to feel that
delightful feeling of relaxation tingle down his spine. Perhaps
this won’t be such a terrible assignment he mused to himself as
he slipped on his nightgown and paused before the mirror to
tweeze a few stray hairs on his eyebrows. As he stared in the
mirror an odd light gleamed in his eye. Of course no one had
ever seen him here… They had simply been told that a new
journalist by the name of Lee Peterson would be reporting for
work at the end of the month. His boss had very graciously
suggested that he take the month’s leave which was due him at the
front end of his assignment to give him some time to get
acclimated to his new assignment. She had even arranged for a
friend who was working in the States to sublet him her downtown
apartment for the next month on a trial basis. He had opted to
stay in a hotel in the neighborhood for the first few nights, at
least until his things arrived.
Hmm, he wondered. Could I pull off the switch of a century
and show up for work as Ms. Lee Peterson instead of Mr. Lee
Peterson? I would really catch hell if she ever found out, but
it might be worth it to break out of my glass cage for a while.
He continued to re-shape his brows as mind raced through the
possibilities. He would have to avoid any contact with the
Singapore staff until after he had had time to set up a new
public persona. The thought of being able to adopt a publicly
more feminine role kept sending shivers of excitement up and down
his spine. His fingers kept nervously plucking at away at his
brows until suddenly he realized that in fantasizing his new
role, he had reduced his usually trim eyebrows to pencil thin
arches that would have made a model jealous. Well, he muttered,
no one knows what to expect in any case so at least they won’t
notice a difference.
He had just taken out his make-up case and was considering