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Louis's Mistake By Margaret Jeanette Tracy Webb hurriedly finished cleaning up after breakfast to do her Saturday thing- hit the mall! She told her husband Louis that there was a real good sale at Dayton's that she couldn't miss. Louis told her he had to work on a new program for work so have fun shopping. As Tracy was backing out of the driveway Louis was watching her leave. As she started forward down the street he headed for their bedroom. Entering the bedroom he headed straight for Tracys' dresser. Going into the second left-hand drawer down he took out the fire engine red nylon slip that was in there. Then he headed for the bed, lay down and started to masturbate. He was so engrossed in his activity that he didn't notice that Tracy had returned and was standing in the doorway. He sat up with a start when he heard Tracy say, "Well, what do we have here? Go on finish what you are doing." She headed for the bed and sat down beside him. She reached for his hand with the slip and started to help him. "You like how that feels? Be careful that you don't wrinkle it because you don't want to wear wrinkled clothes." She said. "What?" Louis said. "I said you don't want to wear wrinkled clothes. If that is wrinkled you are going to iron it. You must like the feel of it so you are going to wear that and everything that goes with it!" Tracy said with definite conviction. Louis came with a rush. Tracy said "Go clean yourself and get out of those clothes, you better be back here in three minutes and naked." Louis went into the bathroom, cleaned himself and went back into the bedroom. Tracy with a definite set to her face said, "I told you I wanted you naked, now get naked!" Louis slowly started to get undressed and said, "Dear, I'm sorry. Let's talk about this." "There is nothing to talk about. You like the feel of nylon next to your skin, I'm going to see that you feel nylon next to it. I admit it feels nice, but you are going to have to learn that it isn't all enjoyable wearing those things. Now, here put these on" Tracy said as she handed him a pair of red panties. "Is red one of your favorite colors?" she asked. "Yes, I like red but what are you talking about?" Louis asked his face turning red. "Today you will be the lady in red. I have a complete red outfit that should fit you. You are going to put it on and wear it for the rest of the day. Tonight I think I'll have you wear my red nightgown." She said as she handed him a pair of suntan pantyhose to put on. He put them on and Tracy looked at him distastefully. "That will never do, I can see you leg hair through. Take them off and come into the bathroom. When he entered the bathroom Tracy told him to take the panties off. When he had them off she sprayed his whole body from the neck down with hair remover and told him to stand still while it worked. After about five minutes he could feel a tingling all over his body. "Can't I wash this stuff off. It's uncomfortable," he said. "See, you are already finding out a disadvantage to wearing such pretty clothes. You have to wait at least ten minutes more then take a quick shower. After you dry yourself here is some lotion that will soothe your skin and make you smell pretty. Then put your panties on and come back into the bedroom," Tracy said as she headed out of the room. Louis waited what seem like an hour but was only ten minutes and stepped into the warm shower. As he showered he wondered what his beautiful wife had in mind. Just thinking about it made him apprehensive. He had never known Tracy to go halfway. He finished his shower and dried himself with the large bath towel, put on his panties and headed for their bedroom. As he entered Tracy said "Come here and turn around slow so I can see if you missed any spots. Raise your arms so I can see your arm pits." Tracy was happy with what she saw and handed him the pantyhose to put on. He sat on the edge of the bed and put them on. She then handed him a red lacy bra to put on. He was having some trouble hooking it so she helped him. He asked, "How am I going to get that off?" "You never had any problem getting mine off, so you should be able to get your own off. Anyway you don't have to worry about that until tonight. Tomorrow you should be able to hook your own bra." Tracy said with a chuckle. "Tomorrow, tomorrow! I plan on wearing my own clothes tomorrow." Louis said with conviction. "Tomorrow you will wear your own clothes, that's a promise. I'll pick them out for you and I promise you will look great! OK?" Tracy said. "OK, I'll wear what you want me to for today as long as I'll look great tomorrow" Louis said with enthusiasm. "Good, now put the slip on so I can see how it looks on you" Tracy said as she handed him the slip. He put it on and she told him to turn around slow. He turned slowly and she said "No, no, no. That won't do. The slip is wrinkled; you'll have to iron it. Now go set up the ironing board and get the iron ready, then iron that slip." He went and got everything ready and started to iron the slip. Suddenly he saw a flash and said, "What was that?" Tracy answered, "I think we should have a couple of pictures to remember today. Don't worry you look lovely ironing in your bra and panties. Here is more for you to iron as long as you are doing it." She laid a few items by him for him to iron. When he finished ironing and hanging the items in her closet he put the slip on. He felt turned on by how the slip felt next to his skin. Tracy saw the tent and took his hand and led him into the bedroom. She handed him a red high-waisted panty girdle and told him to put it on. She knew he would have trouble getting it on, as it was too small for her. "I can't get this on. It's too small" Louis whined. "It stretches, you can get it on if you work on it." Tracy said without compassion. After about eight minutes he had it on. It was uncomfortable and very, very tight. "It's too tight, I can hardly breathe in this thing." Louis complained. "You'll get used to it. Take small breaths and relax," Tracy told him. She then handed him a scoop neck fire engine red knit dress with a tight skirt. "Here you go, this will really make you feel feminine." Louis put on the dress and it hugged his hips deliciously, however the top part hung rather sadly. Tracy got some pantyhose out of her drawer and stuffed both cups of the bra to give him an ample bosom. "There now you have a real woman's figure. From a distance no one will think you're anything but all woman." Tracy said gleefully. She then went to her closet and returned with a pair of red shoes with 4-inch heels. "I worn your shoes so I know these should fit you. Put them on and let's see you walk." Louis put on the shoes and tottered around the room for a bit. Tracy said "Take shorter steps and swing your hips, then it'll be easier to walk. Try it, you'll see." Louis took shorter steps and swung his hips a bit and it was easier to walk. He was feeling pretty good about his motivation skills when flash, another picture. Tracy said, "You look so nice we just have to have a picture of you. Now come sit over here by my make-up table and I'll finish your face." Louis sat down at the make-up table and Tracy faced him away from the mirror. She started with foundation the added a light eye shadow, highlighter, light blush, finally lipstick. "Now stay where you are! Don't move!" Tracy said with finality. She then went to her closet and reached up on the top shelf where she kept old memories. She took down a decent sized container and set it on the edge of her make-up table. She opened it and took out a long blond wig. She carefully put it on Louis's head and brushed it to its original form. "This is from my younger days when I wanted to be a blonde. I fell in love with the long straight style. I really didn't think I would ever use it again, but now it will get some use, my sweet girlfriend. You can turn and see yourself in the mirror now." Louis turned slowly and looked at the image in the mirror. It was an image of a lovely woman. He couldn't believe it was he. Tracy said "Quite a difference, isn't it?" "Yes, I can't believe it is me. I feel funny and look so feminine. I never believed that was possible," Louis said astonished. "Oh so you thought about wearing my clothes then. What else have you thought about doing?" Tracy asked. "No, you got it all wrong. I never thought about wearing your clothes. I don't want to wear your clothes. Believe me, I'm telling the truth," Louis pleaded. Tracy was starting to feel her power and decided to see how far she could take this. "Come on, let's go downstairs and have a cup of coffee." She ordered. She thought to herself, 'This is great and so much fun, how far can I take this!" When they got down in the kitchen she told Louis to get her a cup and sat down at the table. Louis set her cup down in front of her and sat down at the end of the table. "You said you don't want to wear my clothes but here you are sitting here and everything you are wearing is mine. We are going to have to take care of that. Finish your coffee, we are going shopping!" Tracy commanded. "Both of us. Let me change first." Louis pleaded. "Yes both of us. I didn't go to all that trouble getting you made up for a half-hour of wearing everything. Now rinse out the cups while I get what you need to go shopping." Louis rinsed the cups and put them in the dishwasher. Tracy entered and handed him a red patent leather purse. "Here everything you need is in the purse, let's get going." Louis followed Tracy out to the garage and was going to get in the drivers' side when Tracy stopped him and told him she would drive. As she backed out into the street Louis eased down in the seat hoping no one would see him. Tracy headed for the mall and found a parking space near one of the main entrances. "Let's get going, it's time to shop til you drop," Tracy said excitedly. Louis wasn't moving; he just sat there with a long face. "What's the matter with you? Come on, it'll be fun, you'll see," Tracy said. "I'm scared. What if we run into someone we know? People are going to stare at me." Louis pleaded. "No one is going to recognize you for one thing. We are here so get out of that car right now, or else!" Tracy commanded. Louis stepped slowly out of the car. Tracy locked the doors and put the keys in her purse. She took him by the arm and headed into the mall. She was exhilarated with the feeling of power. Inside the mall she relaxed her grip on his arm and headed for one of the kiosks in the center of the mall. She steered Louis into the booth and told him to sit down. She spoke to the young girl quietly and picked out a pair of dangling earrings that reflected the light like a prism. The girl came to Louis and made a mark on each of his ears. A sudden pain was felt then went away. The girl put the earrings into Louis's ears and stepped back to admire her work Louis spoke "Tracy, please don't, not anymore, please." Tracy bent close to Louis's ear and said, "Stop that! You are embarrassing me. If you do that again you will really be sorry. Now thank the girl and let's get going." Louis thanked the girl and they left. Tracy steered him down the concourse and suddenly turned him into a store called Forms and Foundations. Tracy talked to the saleswoman for a few minutes and then called "Lou come over here, this woman can help you." The woman took a tape measure out and measured his chest. "I think we can fix her up so she will be a 38C. Does that sound all right?" Tracy answered "That sounds fine." The woman returned with a box a few minutes later and opened it to reveal a pair of breast forms. They jiggled realistically in the box. "Do you sell the adhesive here?" Tracy asked. "Yes, some adhesive and release agent are included. If you want to put them on now there is a room in back. If you have any trouble, call me and I'll help." "Thanks, if we have any trouble I'll call," Tracy said to the woman. She steered Louis toward the back of the store and into the room. She helped him get the top down on his dress and loosely inserted the forms to get an idea of how they would look. Once satisfied on the placement, she applied adhesive to each one and put them in position on his chest. She helped him get dressed and took a good look at how he looked. "You can't tell them from the real thing," Tracy told Louis. "Please Tracy, let's go home and stop this nonsense." Louis pleaded. "No, you are going to experience what it's like dressing as a woman. And if you object or give me any more of that kind of talk, I'll pull your wig off and walk you the length of this mall so everyone can see who and what you are! Do you understand?" Tracy harshly said. "Yes, I understand," Louis said looking down at the floor. They exited the store and Tracy looked at her watch "It's 12:20. Time to get something to eat. Let's go to the Salad Place for lunch. They entered the Salad Place and sat in a small booth. Tracy ordered salads and wine for both of them. After the salads and drinks arrived they started to eat. Tracy looked at Louis and said, "There are going to be some changes made. From now on you will do what I say without question. You are going to wear a dress for the rest of today and all of tomorrow. If you give me any trouble you will be wearing one to work on Monday. If you co-operate with me you will be back in your clothes on Monday. If you don't you know what the consequences are. Do you understand?" "I hear what you said and agree to wear what you say today and tomorrow, but you know I can't go to work in a dress. Tracy, I love you, but this is ridiculous!" Louis countered. "You think I am kidding. As of right now, Monday you will wear panties, pantyhose and camisole to work. Do you want to try for more?" Tracy stated defiantly. "You know that's impossible. What about my job? If someone should see those clothes, what would they say?" Louis asked. "You just earned a bra, panties, camisole and pantyhose for Monday. Do you want to shoot for the whole works?" Tracy shot back. "No, Dear, I just wish you would think it over some more first." Louis said. "I'll think it over but right now that's where it stands. The way you look I can't keep calling you Louis, you look more like a Louise or Louisa. Yes, that's it- Louisa. I'll call you Louisa. Louisa Colette. That way Louis Charles Webb and Louisa Colette Webb will have the same initials. How do you like your new name?" Tracy asked. "Whatever you say, Dear," Louis now Louisa answered quietly. When they had finished they headed for Dayton's so Tracy could check out the sale items. Tracy found two cute sundresses for Louisa that she had him try on to check the fit. Also she found a sheer white blouse with triple rows of lace running up the front and lace on the collar. To go with the blouse she found a red sheath skirt that fit perfectly. Then they headed for Rings and Things where she found three rings, two necklaces, four sets of earrings and a feminine wrist watch. At Scents, Inc. she found several floral perfumes and a scented hair spray for Louisa. At Your Face To See she got him five lipsticks, including two mood lipsticks, a complete eye shadow kit, and several foundation products. Then they headed into one of the many shoe stores. When the saleswoman came up to them, Tracy explained that her friend needed to update her wardrobe and needed some shoes. She explained that her friend was very bashful but was trying to change her lifestyle and would be needing heels in red, black, blue, pink and white with about 4 inch heels. The saleswoman checked Louisa's foot size and went into the back and came back with an armful of shoeboxes. Louisa had to try on and walk in each pair before they could decide on which ones to take. By the time they were done they had picked out seven pair of shoes. As they were leaving the shoe store Tracy said to Louisa "You have been very good this afternoon. I think I'll get you something special, something sexy. Come on, let's go in here." She steered him into Frederick's of Hollywood. She led him over to the nightgown display area. "You pick yourself out something sexy for tonight," she said to him. Louisa looked at all the gowns and finally settled on a frilly lacy pink floor length gown. Louisa said, "If I have to wear a gown, I think this one is sexy." Tracy said, "You have real good taste. I think that is the one I would have picked. I'll pick you up a couple of other pajama sets. You can't wear the same one every night you know. Do you like this baby doll style?" Louisa answered, "That looks OK. But I don't like the color, it isn't me." He chuckled at his answer. Tracy replaced the pajama and picked one like it in black. "How about this?" "I always associated black pajamas with sex, but I like that one." Louisa answered. "If you are lucky tonight you will associate pink with sex." Tracy laughed. They made their purchases and headed out of the mall and back home. When they arrived at home Tracy exclaimed, "Look at the time! It's time to eat. Put your new clothes away and we'll go to Tom's Steak House for supper." Arriving at the steak house they found that there was about a half-hour wait so they sat at the bar and had a couple of drinks. Tracy talked about Louisa's new outfits and what could be worn where, what could be interchanged and make-up tips. "You know you should get a bikini so when we go for one of our little week-end get-aways you can go swimming in the pool. Maybe tomorrow we should go and get you some of those little odds and ends that every woman needs to hold her self assurance." Louisa asked, "How far are you intending to go with this? I am going along with you because I love you but I wonder where this is heading." Tracy answered, "I don't really know where we will end up. You were selfish not including me in your little sex-play today. I am starting to feel wet controlling you, I don't know why but I like it. If you can't take it, let me know now and we can look at where we are and what each of us wants out of life. I know I am enjoying this." Louis answered, "I am sorry about what happened today. I just lost control. You never said anything about controlling the situation before. I never thought about you in that way. I love you very much and I am willing to let you have the control for a while. It might help me relax not to have the responsibility for some of the home things. I am glad you are enjoying yourself but still I wonder." Tracy responded, "To put it simple, I will decide for both of us and you will go along with what I decide. I may want you to take over where you were before when it becomes clear that I don't or can't do it. To be blunt I will wear the pants in our relationship and you will wear what I decide, and for now I decide that will be the panties. Do you have a problem with that?" Louis said, "No, I guess not, but what if it becomes a problem. You don't expect me to wear this type of clothes to work, do you?" Tracy answered, "Didn't you hear me at the mall when I told you where you stood on that score? What did |I tell you?" Louisa answered, "You said I will be wearing a bra, panties, pantyhose and camisole. I didn't think you meant it!" Tracy responded, "I meant it. You will be wearing what I decide and that is what I decided you would wear Monday. Tomorrow we'll get you a good girdle to wear with that on Monday, then you know when I say something I mean it. Do you want to wear a dress or blouse and skirt with it?" "No, I'm sorry I said anything about it." Louisa quietly replied. The waitress had taken their order and came up and told them where their table was. Louisa had to go to the bathroom before they went in and asked Tracy to go with her. They entered the bathroom and Louisa entered the stall and sat and did her thing. When she exited the stall Tracy told her, "Freshen your lipstick before we go to the table." Louisa redid her lipstick as Tracy watched. When Tracy was satisfied that Louisa looked presentable they went to their table. After the meal they headed home. When they arrived home Tracy was in the bathroom and called Louisa into the bathroom. Tracy said, "Look at that tub, see that hair on the side and bottom. I want you to scrub that tub so it looks clean, not like a hairball. You should have wiped it when you were done. Now it is going to be harder to clean." "I'll clean it so you will be proud of it. Where are the rags to wipe it with? What do you use to clean it with?" Louisa answered. Tracy left for a couple of minutes and returned with a pair of his jockey shorts and scissors and handed the items to Louisa. "Cut the elastic out of these, they make good cleaning rags." "But they are like new, don't we have any old rags?" Louisa asked. "We might as well get some use out of them for something. Now cut the elastic out of them and there is bathroom cleaner below the sink. Do the tub, toilet and sink as long as you are at it." Tracy left him to do the cleaning. A half-hour later Louisa was done with the scrubbing, she stood back and admired her work. The tub, toilet and sink shone like new. She went into the kitchen and tossed the rag in the garbage. Tracy was getting the snack when Louisa was doing t his and said, "All done with the cleaning? How was it? Fun?" "The cleaning is done and I think it looks good. No it isn't fun. But take a look at how everything shines!" Louisa said proudly. Tracy went with Louisa following into the bathroom. "Yes it really looks good, you did a good job on everything. Wait; look at the waterdrops on the floor by the toilet. Those have to be cleaned. You might just as well scrub the floor. Get the bucket from the garage, there is cleaner under the sink in the kitchen. Get going!" Louisa got the bucket filled it in the kitchen sink added the cleaner turned to Tracy and asked, "Where is the mop?" Tracy answered, "I didn't say to mop the floor, I said to scrub it. You will do it on your hands and knees. While you are at it you can do the kitchen floor also. It needs it too. Get another pair of your jockey shorts and the scissors. Then you know what to do. You better get two pair, one for scrubbing, one for rinsing after the scrubbing. I want you to rinse it with clean water after you have it scrubbed." Louisa got the shorts and scissors removed the elastic and prepared the bucket for scrubbing. She then went into the bathroom and did the floor. By the time she was done scrubbing the kitchen she was sore but changed water in the pail and went into the bathroom to rinse the floor, then did the kitchen. The floor had a great shine to end but Louisa couldn't enjoy it, she was too tired. Tracy checked the floors and pronounced, "You did a good job. How does it feel to do woman's work? Lot's of fun, isn' t it?" "No, it isn't. These clothes aren't comfortable scrubbing floors." Louisa answered. "Oh, then otherwise they aren't bad then?" queried Tracy. "Well, my arm pits are sore from the bra and my legs are sore from the heels but otherwise it isn't so bad," Louisa truthfully answered. "By this time tomorrow maybe you will be used to the heels and bra. You'll probably want to wear them all the time," Tracy laughingly teased. "I don't think so," was all Louisa could answer. "It's time for you to get ready for bed. Put on your sexy new pink nightie," Tracy instructed. Louisa went into the bedroom and changed into the nightgown and returned to the living room. Tracy told him, "We'll have to get you some slippers to go with your nighties. Don't let me forget tomorrow when we are shopping." "Yes, dear," was all Louisa could answer. They went into the bedroom and Tracy prepared for bed putting on her black baby doll pajamas. She slid into bed and turned toward Louisa. She started rubbing his crotch through the nightgown. He became instantly aroused and started to get on top of her. "No, tonight I am going to be on top. You are tired remember. You are sore, remember. So tonight I will do the work" Tracy told him. She slid her bottoms off and slowly crawled on top of him. She guided his tool inside of her and slowly started the up and down motion. She completely controlled the action. After a while she came just before he did. She lay on top of him for several minutes savoring the feeling of power that she had experienced. She thought of how she could take this further. "Now that you are a woman you can make love to me like a woman. It's licking time!!" she commanded. Louisa complied by putting his head between her legs and working his way up to her temple. "Ahh, that's good. Keep it up. More. More." She came again and it was delicious. They fell asleep in each other's arms. Sunday morning dawned sunny and bright. Tracy woke at her usual time, looked at her feminized husband and wondered how far she could take him today. She remembered the feelings of power she had experienced yesterday and wanted to prolong it. She nudged her husband and said, "Wake up sleepyhead. It's time to get going. I'll have breakfast in bed. Just a cup of coffee, a glass of orange juice and buttered toast. Let's get going and get started." Louisa rose and headed for the kitchen. He started the coffee, got the bread out and put it in the toaster but not down. He looked in the refrigerator for orange juice and couldn't find any. He looked in the freezer for concentrate and there wasn't any. He headed for the bedroom and said to his wife, "There isn't any orange juice. What do you want in its place?" "I want orange juice. You'll have to go to the store and get some. Hurry and get dressed and get going I want it for breakfast not lunch." Tracy demanded. He went to his dresser and started to get out his underwear. Tracy spoke, "Not that. Wear your yellow panties and bra. Wear the blue floral sundress with your blue heels and suntan pantyhose. Hurry and get dressed." Louisa got the clothes, got dressed and put the blond wig on, brushed it quickly, looked in the mirror and was satisfied at how she looked. Tracy told her "Put on some pink lipstick. You never go out of the house without lipstick and pink will set off that outfit." Louisa applied the lipstick, grabbed his purse and headed for the store. Arriving at the store he headed to the juice section and pick out one that said freshly squeezed, not from concentrate. He heard his name being paged to go to the service counter, so he headed for the service counter. When he got there the girl said he had a phone call and handed him the receiver. He answered and Tracy told him, "Pick up some maxi tampons also. Get some Kotex for heavy days too. Hurry, I'm hungry. Good- bye." He handed the phone back to the girl and looked for the feminine products section. He found the aisle and looked for the two items Tracy had told him to get. He found the Kotex right away but had to look for the maxi tampons. Having found them he headed for the checkout. Arriving home he put the bag on the table and took the juice out. The coffee was ready so he pushed the toaster down. He got a glass and poured the orange juice in. He got a cup and poured the coffee. He got a tray out of the cupboard and placed the glass and cup on it. He got a small plate out just as the toast popped. He buttered the toast, put the plate on the tray and headed for the bedroom. Entering he said, "Breakfast is served, madam." He set it down on Tracy's nightstand. She took the coffee and sipped some. She then told him "The coffee tastes pretty good. Go and have some breakfast while I have mine." He headed for the kitchen and made himself a light breakfast. When he finished he headed for the bedroom. He saw that Tracy had finished her breakfast and asked, "Do you want more coffee or juice?" "No, I'm going to take a quick shower while you do up the dishes. When you finish why don't you vacuum the living room." Tracy commanded. Louisa took the tray to the kitchen and started the dishes. He was vacuuming the living room when Tracy entered and sat on the couch. He finished the vacuuming and was wrapping the cord around the handle when Tracy said, "After you put that away, put on your cascading earrings." Louisa did as instructed returned to the living room where Tracy told him to get in the Sunday paper so she could see where the good sales were. Tracy looked through the fashion section including the ads. One ad caught her eye. It read "25 percent Off Everything- All Bras, Girdles, All-in ones, Costumes, Everything!!" It was for Lydia's T-Girl Boutique. Normally this wouldn't have interested her but now it did. She noted the address and hours they were open. She looked at her watch and saw it was all ready 10:00 A.M. The stores were opening. Time to get going. She got up and went into the bedroom to get dressed. When she returned to the living room she was wearing a plain shirt, stonewashed jeans and loafers. Louisa asked, "Why can't I wear something like you have on?" Tracy answered, "Because you have to feel feminine. You should know better than to even say something like that! Just for that I know something that will make you feel more feminine." She went into the bathroom and got two of the maxi tampons. She returned to the living room and instructed Louisa to bend over the easy chair. She pulled his pantyhose and panties down and inserted the tampon into his rectum. "There, now you can have the feeling of having a period. My period lasts four to five days, so for the next five days you will wear one all the time. Do you understand or do I have to add to this?" Tracy defiantly stated. "I understand. I'm sorry I asked about the clothes," Louisa lamented. "Well, how does it feel? You are going to feel everything a woman feels." Tracy stated. "I feel full back there. Like I have to go to the toilet." Came the answer. "Here put this one in your purse in case you need it while we are shopping. Now let's get going." Tracy drove and headed to the T-girl boutique. When she parked in front of it Louisa asked, "We aren't going in there, are we?" "Yes, they have a sale on and I have never been here before. We'll just see what they have; maybe we'll find some good deals for you. Maybe I'll even find something for myself. Now' let's get going." Tracy said enthusiastically. They entered the store and Louisa was relieved that there were no other customers there. A saleswoman approached them and asked if she could be of service. Tracy asked about where the girdles were and the saleswoman led them to the display area for lingerie. Tracy asked about a firm control girdle and the saleswoman said she thought she had just what they were looking for. She got out a black high waisted girdle with steel stays. She told them, "This is one of our best sellers. See it is padded on the sides and rear for that full feminine look. If you are interested here is the matching bra." She showed them a black long line bra with lacy cups. Tracy told her what bra size they would want and asked if they had a dressing room to try it on. The saleswoman pointed to a curtained area and Tracy took the clothes with Louisa following and entered the dressing area. Louisa started to undress and then started to put the girdle on. It was quite a struggle but he finally got it on. Tracy handed him the bra and he got a couple of hooks hooked but couldn't get the rest. Tracy went behind him and hooked the rest of the hooks. She asked, "How does it feel?" "It's too tight. It is very uncomfortable!" came the reply. Just then the saleswoman entered the dressing room. Tracy had noticed the round eyelets in the bra and girdle. They seemed to line up like a set. She asked the saleswoman, "What are those for?" The saleswoman answered, "We get all kinds in here. Those are for a small padlock to make sure they stay on, if you think you would have trouble making someone wear these things." Tracy ended up buying the bra and girdle and the padlock to complete the set. She didn't know if she would use the padlock but you never know. She walked around the store for a little while looking at the merchandise and spied a multi-colored bikini in Louisa's size. She wondered how he would look in a bikini tan with tan lines and all. She smiled to herself and added it to her purchases. She then saw a pink mini skirt that she knew would be adorable on her new girlfriend. She also found a sheer nylon pink blouse that just screamed to her to get to accompany the mini skirt. She was checking out when she saw the patent leather pink purse behind the counter. "How much is that pink purse?" she asked. The clerk told her and she said she would take it. The clerk said, "We have a matching wallet if you are interested." The clerk got out the wallet. Tracy said, "We'll take it." When all the things were rung up Tracy paid the bill then turned and handed Louisa the wallet and told him to put whatever he had in his wallet in the pink one. When he finished transferring everything into the new wallet Tracy took his old wallet and handed it to the saleswoman saying "Can you throw this into a trash can, we don't need it anymore." The saleswoman smiled and threw it in the wastebasket. Louisa put his new wallet in his purse. Then they headed to Target. At Target they got jewelry and a very feminine wrist watch for Louisa. Also more panties, pantyhose, colored bras and cosmetics. They ate a light lunch in the food court at the mall. As they were eating Tracy said to him, "If you see something that catches your eye, say something so I can decide if I want to get it for you. You should be able to pick out something for yourself, you know. If you don't I'll just get upset and make you do something that you probably won't like." After they left the food court and were window-shopping Louisa saw a pair of low heel shoes that caught her eye. "Those might be nice," she said. "What do you like about them?" Tracy asked. "Well, there's the deep blue color and the bow on them." Louisa answered. "Wait here, I'll go see if they have some in your size." Tracy said and entered the store. Louisa saw her talking to the clerk and saw the clerk go to the back of the store and return with a shoebox. She saw Tracy pay for them and come out of the store. Tracy led them to a bench and sat down. Louisa sat beside her and Tracy said, "Well, you are in luck they had the color and your size. Do you want to wear them now?" Louisa thought about how nice it would be to get out of the three-inch heels she had on now. "Yes, they will match the blue in my dress." Tracy said, "O.K., you can wear them. I must ell you that they aren't exactly like the ones in the window but close." Louisa said, "That's OK! The color the same isn't it?" She was thinking about how nice it is going to be wearing flats. Tracy said, "Take off your shoes, I'll get these out for you." Louisa handed her the shoes and she handed him his new shoes. "What! These aren't like the ones in the window!" Louisa complained. "Sure they are, they are the same color and have the same bow on them. That's what you liked isn't it? Now, put them on." Tracy said. Louisa put on the shoes. They had to have at least four and a half-inch heel, maybe even five inches. Tracy asked, "Are you ready to leave?" "Yes, I ready anytime you are." They left the mall and Tracy drove toward home. Two blocks from home she made a turn in a different direction. Louisa asked, "Where are we going now?" "It's such a nice day, I thought it would be nice to take a walk in the park. She entered the park and parked the car. They got out and slowly walked around in the park. They walked for about an hour and a half when Tracy noticed that Louisa was having more and more trouble walking. She smiled to herself, enjoying every moment of this. They were at the far end of the park when she told him they should get home so he can put all his new things away. When they got home Louisa had to put all the things away. He hung the blouses and skirts in his closet and put the jewelry on his dresser. Tracy came in and showed him where he could put the jewelry in his top drawer. After the items were all put away Tracy told him to fix supper while she finished the Sunday paper. He made some baked potatoes and steak for supper. Tracy told him how good it was. Then she asked, "Well how do you like being a woman?" "To tell you the truth, there's more I don't like than like. I like the feel of the silky things next to my skin, but that's about it." "Well, I was going to have you wear the new black bra and girdle tomorrow, but I think the dark blue underclothes will be more comfortable, so you can wear those. You can wear a white shirt and whatever slacks you want. To show that I am not all bad, you can wear your loafers to work tomorrow." Louisa answered, "Thank you, I appreciate that. Even with all that has happened this week-end I still love you very, very much." He got up and went to Tracy and gave her a solid kiss. "Thank you. I love you very, very much also. Now, clean this place up, then you can take a bath and get into your nightclothes. What are you going to wear?" "I think I'll wear the black tonight. Just for you!" Louisa answered. After he cleaned up he went into the bathroom where he shaved and took his bath. He got the black nightgown on and went by Tracy. "If you don't mind, I'm tired. I think I'll go to bed now." Tracy answered, "I'm tired too. I am going to turn in now also." They went into the bedroom; Louisa crawled into bed and covered up. Tracy put on a baby doll pajama and crawled in next to him. She said, "You can't wear sexy black and think you are just going to crawl in bed and go to sleep." She started kissing him and rubbing his manhood. It responded right away and slowly Tracy mounted him. The sex was as good as the night before and before long they were both peacefully asleep. Monday morning, Tracy woke him an hour earlier than usual. "Come on, sleepyhead. Time to get up. You have to get ready to earn your living. Get up." He slowly woke and rose out of the bed. He took off his nightgown, folded it and laid it on the bed. He looked at the clock and said, "Hey, it's early yet. Why did you get me up so early?" Tracy answered, "You have some chores to do and you have to get ready for work." "What chores?" he asked. "You can make up the bed and get breakfast ready. Put the coffee on first, then make up the bed and pick up the bedroom. By that time the coffee will be ready." "O.K. mistress," he said sarcastically. He started the coffee and went and made the bed. Then he picked up Tracy's dirty pajamas and put them in the hamper. He noticed the hamper was full. He then went to the kitchen and made toasted bagels, one of Tracy's favorite breakfasts. When they were ready he called her. She sat at the table and he served her t he coffee and bagels. By then his were ready so he sat down opposite her. She asked, "Did you get the bed made and the room picked up?" "Yes, I got everything done. I see the hamper is getting full." He offered. "That makes sense, there was no wash done this weekend. You'll have to do it tonight after you get home," Tracy told him. "What are you going to do tonight? I always helped you with the work around here." "I will be busy. Don't worry about what I am doing, just worry about getting done what I tell you to do," she retorted. "Now, put the dishes in the sink, you have to get ready for work." Louisa put the dishes in the sink and went to the bedroom. He stood there for a minute when Tracy said, "Get your panties on and get going!" He got the deep blue panties out and put them on, then got the matching bra and managed to get it hooked without any problem. He put the coffee color pantyhose on and then the deep blue camisole. Then he got one of his white shirts out of the closet and put that on. He got a pair of dress slacks from the hanger and put them on. He went to his dresser and got out a pair of his socks and was starting to put them on when Tracy asked, "What are you doing?" He answered, "I'm putting my socks on, why?" She replied, "You don't need two pair of socks on, the pantyhose are enough." He asked, "What if someone sees them, what do I tell them?" She answered, "Tell them that's all your wife lets you wear, I don't care what you tell them." Louisa put the socks back in the dresser and put on his loafers. He looked down at his feet and felt better when he couldn't see much of the nylons. He put on his sport jacket and headed out ready to go to work. Tracy joined him in the car as he usually dropped her off at her job on the way to work. She didn't tell him that she could see the underwear through his shirt, only smiled to her thinking of what he would have to say if anyone asked him about it. He made it into his office without anyone seeing him. He hung his jacket on the hook and sat down at his desk to get to work. About an hour later, Carolee who was secretary to the owner, Mrs. Price, came in with last week's reports. He immediately started to look at the part about his area, computer downtime. Carolee said, "You look different. What did you do to yourself this week-end?" He answered, "I didn't do anything." Carolee looked at him straight in the face. "Something looks different, but I can't place it." Then she got one those funny looks on her face and said, "I know what it is, you got your ears pierced. Don't men usually only get one ear pierced?" "Yes, but I can't decide which side I want to wear an earring in, so I figured I would try each side." He answered. "Oh, I see," was all Carolee said and left. He looked at the reports to see that last week there was only 14 minutes downtime listed. That was the lowest since he had been there. Mrs. Price would be impressed. She was very business-like but seemed to be friendly enough. Two weeks ago she had him in her office and told him to keep up the good work, but that she would be watching him. It was a quiet day so he just took it easy waiting for one of the girls to call that she was having trouble with her computer or with a question about one of the programs. What he didn't know was that Carolee had talked to Mrs. Price about what she had noticed about him. He was the only male working here and was always treated well. An hour before quitting time his phone rang. It was Carolee and she told him Mrs. Price wanted to see him right away. He put his sport coat on thinking that she probably wanted to tell him what a good job he was doing. He headed for her office, knocked and when he heard enter went in. "Louis, I just wanted to tell you how impressed I am with last weeks report. Only 14 minutes downtime on all the computers here. That's impressive. What was the problem?" "Well, Mrs. Price, the problem was that Shari hit two function keys at the same time and locked up her computer. She was afraid that she would lose the information that she had entered so she called me. I got her back on system without any lost information." Louis informed her. He didn't realize that she had noticed his ears and the underwear through his shirt. She asked him, "Do you have the card from that salesman that was here last week with that new program for office management?" "Yes, I have it in my wallet. I don't know why I kept it because he said he was going to stop back the end of this week or first part of nest week." Louis answered. "He gave a card, but I can't find it. If you don't need yours could I have it?" she asked. "Sure, I don't need it. He is going to stop anyway." He reached into his back pocket and took out his wallet. His face turned crimson when he realized he now had a patent leather pink wallet. He got the card out and handed it to Mrs. Price. He could tell by the look on her face that she had seen the obvious feminine wallet. "That's a pretty wallet. A little soft for you but pretty. Take your jacket off and make yourself comfortable. Would you like a coffee or soda? Carolee keeps soda in her office for situations like this." Mrs. Price asked. "No, thank you anyway." Louis answered as he took his jacket off and laid it on a chair in the corner. While he was doing this Mrs. Price looked at the back of his shirt and could see the definite bra strap lines. Then Mrs. Price said to him, "I got this far by noticing things and acting on what I see. If I am seeing what I think I am seeing you and I have to have a talk. I want you to take your shirt off. Don't worry, I am not going to make any sexual advances toward you." Louis answered, "What? What did you say?" "I asked you to take you shirt off. I would like to see if what I think I am seeing is really what I think it is. Don't worry, your job is not in jeopardy." She responded. Slowly he unbuttoned his shirt. He didn't know why he was doing it but he was. After he had removed it Mrs. Price said, "What a beautiful color and so delicate. Where did you get it? Why are you wearing it?" Louis told her that his wife had made him wear it as a punishment. He told her he loved his wife very much and didn't want to stop her fun or upset her. Mrs. Price told him she understood. Then a gleam came to her eye and she said, "I have something for you. Something special that will really surprise your wife. I keep some extra clothes here so if something comes up or I want to change into something casual I don't have to run home. One of the advantages to owning your own business is that you can do what you want to your office, so I had this closet put in." She reached in and took out a sheer white blouse with a tie collar and handed it to him. "Here put this on once." She said almost as a command. Louis took it a slipped it on. It felt soft on his arms and he buttoned the front and tied the collar in a nice looking bow, He was buttoning the cuffs when she handed him a pair of pink stirrup pants. "Here put these on, you'll look good in them, I promise." She said. He put them on and she handed him his loafers. She said, "I put a penny in each one, so now you have real penny loafers. Wait, |I just thought of something, let me look in my closet." She looked in her closet and came out with a pink fanny pack. "Put your wallet and personal items in here. The pink matches the pants. You look fabulous. You know something; I haven't had this much fun in years. Thank you. Here let me do something with your lips." She gushed. She then applied a thick coat of frosted pink lipstick to his lips and handed him a tissue. When he kissed the tissue and looked at the imprint his face turned red. "Don't worry, no one will see you it is quitting time and you know everyone stampedes out of here at quitting time. There is one favor you could do for me though." She said. "What is that, Mrs. Price. If it is something I can do, I'll do it." Louis answered. "Well, would you wear those clothes home tonight? If you want you can wear them to work tomorrow or your own clothes, that don't matter to me. I don't care what you wear as long as you do the job I pay you for." She told Louis. "I'll do as you ask. What about my clothes here on the chair?" he responded. "I'll hang them in my closet here. You can get them whenever you want, O.K.?" "O.K., I really have to get going. I have to pick Tracy up at work." Louis informed Mrs. Price. "See you tomorrow, then" she replied. Louis left her office and was surprised to see Carolee sitting at her desk. Carolee said, "Well, I see she finally succeeded. You know your predecessor left when she tried to feminize him. I don't think she is comfortable around men. You do look great though, just do something with your hair." "Thank you for understanding and not mocking me. I appreciate that. I have to go now," Louis said with feeling. He headed for his car and was thankful he didn't run into anyone on the way. As soon as Tracy got in the car she asked, "What did you do, go shopping without me?" "No, it's a long story, but this is what happened." Louis said and went on to tell her about what happened in Mrs. Price's office. She was quiet for a bit after he told her all about it. Then they exchanged small talk until they got home. When they got in the house Tracy told him, "Why don't you put on that patterned sundress with the ruffles. Then start supper. I am not real hungry, make some burgers and fries for tonight." Louis went and changed into the dress she had told him to wear. He made supper and served it to his wife and then sat down to eat. She asked him, "Why didn't you put on your wig?" He answered, "I didn't even think about it. I was thinking about supper and everything that happened today." "I am going to have to punish you for not putting on your wig. I don't know what it will be yet, but I will think of something. Don't forget you have to do the wash tonight." Tracy reminded him. When they finished eating he gathered the dishes, put them on the counter by the sink and went and put his wig on and brushed it out. He got the dirty clothes. He started the washer for the first load, then went and ran the dishwater. He was putting the first dishes in the sink when the doorbell rang. Tracy called to him, "Answer the door!" With trepidation he opened the door. Standing there was Mrs. Price. She said, " I came over to apologize to you for what happened this afternoon, but I see you are further than I put you." Then he heard Tracy along side of him saying, "Mrs. Price. How wonderful. Come on in. We have to talk a bit. Dear, show her in. Then go finish the dishes and the wash while Mrs. Price and I talk. Oh, dear, make us up a small platter of sausage and cheese with some crackers and bring it in the living room for us." Louis went to the kitchen and made up the small platter that Tracy had requested and took it in to them. He set it on the coffee table and returned to do the dishes. Tracy explained to Mrs. Price about how she had snowballed Louis into wearing the feminine clothes and how the feeling of power had overcome her. She told her that they had gotten some clothing but she didn't know if she would make him wear them or not. Mrs. Price said, "I would like to see what you have for him, if you don't mind." Tracy answered, "No problem." Tracy took Mrs. Price to their bedroom and showed her the clothes. She seemed impressed then sat on the edge of the bed and asked Tracy, "Where do you work and what do you do." Tracy answered, " I work for JR Drug Supplies. We supply drugs for doctors and pharmacies. I am assistant customer service manager and handle mostly rush shipments and deliveries. I have two other girls that help me." Mrs. Price then spoke, " I have been thinking about getting an assistant. But I need one that can take control and follow through. I need someone who won't back down from anyone, be they man or woman. I need someone who can follow what I want and make sure it is done on time. Do you think you would be interested? I know about what you make where you are now and I am willing to venture that I can pay you $55,000 to $60,000 a year. That is if you want the job and if you pass my test." Tracy answered, " I want the job, what's the test?" Mrs. Price eyed Tracy closely and said, "If you show that you control Louis totally, you can do the job. If you want the job, send him to work tomorrow in that pink blouse and pink mini skirt. Use your creative powers to add whatever else you want. The more control I see the higher salary you will receive. If he comes in tomorrow wearing those clothes, I'll know you want and got the job. If you send him to work like that, be at my office tomorrow at noon. We'll go for lunch and settle the particulars. By the way, what do you call him when he is wearing a dress, anything special?" "I chose Louisa Colette Webb. I told him that was so he could keep the same initials." "Good thinking. What is going to happen when he wants to take his male role back in this house?" Mrs. Price asked. "I don't know, but he isn't going to get it until I am ready to give it back to him." Tracy answered "Good, that's what I like to hear. I like a woman who thinks ahead and follows a plan. I have to go now, but hopefully I'll see you tomorrow at noon." Mrs. Price said and then Tracy showed her to the door. Tracy sat down on the couch and thought about the job offer. It would mean a $15,000 to $20,000 raise to her and she knew she would be making more than Louis and it would mean she would be his boss at work also. She basked in the glow of the warm feeling all this was bringing to her. She was shaken out of her thoughts by Louis coming in the room and saying all the dishes were done and the last load of wash was in the drier. Tracy looked at the tray with the leftovers on it then looked at Louis and said, "You haven't finished yet. Get that tray out of here; you have to be given a reminder to think of what has to be done. Get my fingernail kit from the bathroom and bring it here." Louisa took the tray to the kitchen and brought the fingernail kit to his wife. She told him to sit along side her and extend his fingers toward her. She opened the kit and got the largest long fake fingernails out. These she glued to his fingers. He looked at the long nails and said, "What are you going to do?" She answered, "I am putting new nails on you. Pay attention so you can do your own nails in the future." She shaped and sanded the new nails. They stuck out from his fingers close to three-quarters on an inch. Then she started to apply bright pink polish to his nails. She applied a second coat to his fingers then instructed him to let her at his toenails. These she applied the polish to also. By the time she was done with his toenails, she could put another coat on his fingernails. After she did each nail she sprinkled gold glitter on each one. When she was done with his nails she put another coat of polish on his toenails instructing him in the proper technique. Then she applied three coats of clear nail polish to his fingernails. They were very shiny and stood out greatly. "There you are, how do you like them?" Tracy asked. "They look good, how do you get them off?" he asked. "Why are you worried about getting them off?" she asked icily. "Well, it's getting late and we might not have time in the morning to get them off," he answered. "I am going to tell you this once and I don't want any back talk. Mrs. Price said she don't care what you wear to work as long as you do your job. So, I decided you will wear those nails to work tomorrow. They will match the pink blouse and pink mini skirt that we got you. Tomorrow morning put on the padded girdle and matching underwear. I think suntan pantyhose will look good with the pink strappy heels. Wear some of the frosted pink lipstick and use some light eye shadow. You will look stunning, I know," she said as she laid down the law. Louis knew better than to argue with her when she was in one of her moods. He didn't say anything; he just started to sulk. Tracy said, "Bedtime. Tomorrow is going to be a big day. I am going to need the car for an appointment so I'll drop you off at work." Louis knew he was sunk. If she didn't need the car he could have dropped her off and called in sick. That wasn't possible now. With a sense of dread he went to bed. Tracy was on him as soon as he got in bed. She rubbed his tool until it was hard and primed. She got on top of him and slid it in her, while she massaged his breasts through the nightgown. She felt him give in to her attentions. She said, " Do you know how beautiful you are going to look tomorrow? Tell me you want to wear the pink outfit?" In a moment of weakness he told her what she wanted to hear. She said to him, "When you get up in the morning I want to see you smile and happy that you can wear such beautiful clothes. I want to hear you thank me for allowing you to wear such nice clothes. Do you understand?" He answered, "Yes dear, I understand. Thank you for all that you have done for me." Tracy felt a swell of power upon hearing that. She could feel the rush of heat that the power gave her. They feel asleep in a loving embrace. In the morning Tracy woke her husband up and after he went to the bathroom, he came in the bedroom whistling a tune. Tracy said, "You really seem happy this morning!" He answered, "I did some thinking and decided to make the best of things. You want the control and you got the control. I figure I like my job and am good at it and I am lucky to have a wife that loves me." Tracy just sat at her make-up table and thought about what Louis had just said. She was almost ready to change her mind when she saw him in the mirror. He was dressed like she had told him last night and looked lovely. Her body spoke to her with a warm rush that power had bestowed upon her. She decided to follow through on her plan. Tracy drove and stopped in front of his work. He kissed her on the cheek and slowly got out of the car. She watched as he hesitated at the door but after the quick stop entered his employment He couldn't believe his luck. He made it to his office without anyone seeing him. His reverie didn't last long because Mrs. Price entered his office to tell him that he could start the latest updates whenever it was convenient for him. She asked him to stand so he stood. She asked him to do a slow turn so he did a slow turn. "You know, you make a better looking woman than man. You look gorgeous. Did you pick out what you are wearing?" Mrs. Price asked. "No, Tracy picked it out and she told me to wear this today. She said you didn't mind what she dressed me in. Is that true, Mrs. Price?" Louisa asked. "She told you the truth. What you decide to wear is your business or does your wife decide what you will wear?" "I guess it's no secret. She decided what I am wearing and I guess she is going to continue that way for a while. I really don't know what else to say," Louisa said sadly. "Well she certainly has good taste in clothes. If you want your pants, shirt and jacket are in my closet in my office. Do you want to change into them now?" Mrs. Price inquired. "No, if I did I think Tracy would get real mad and I don't know what she would do. I keep these clothes on." Mrs. Price left his office. Five minutes later he heard an odd noise outside his office. Then Carolee came in. She smiled and said, "I changed the nameplate for you. Wow, you look wonderful. Stand up so I can see all of you." Louis stood, stepped away from his desk and did a modelers turn. When he was facing Carolee he asked,"Why did you change the nameplate?" Carolee answered, "Because Mrs. Price told me to change it." Whose office is this going to be? She didn't say anything when she was in here a couple of minutes ago!" "Silly, it's still your office only now it reads Louisa Colette. I assume that's your new name. Am I right?" "Yes, but how did she get a new nameplate so fast?" he asked. "She has connections and she isn't afraid to pull strings. Come on, let's go to the break area and have a cup of coffee." "O.K. I'm game," he said. They left his office. On the way to the coffee maker he thought about how she had never invited him for coffee before and she treated him a lot friendlier now. When they got to the coffee area there were two other girls there having coffee. Carolee introduced Louisa to them as Louisa Colette. They didn't recognize him as Mr. Webb. It wasn't until Carolee said that he was the same person as Mr. Webb that the girls showed any sign of recognition. Then the questions started. Where did you get that blouse, that skirt? Who did your nails, how did they do them? Do you really like to wear skirts and dresses? Don't you find it takes a lot longer to get dressed this way? He answered all their questions and sometimes they laughed at his humorous answers and some of the answers they showed sympathy for him. Before they realized it 35 minutes had passed and they had to get back to work. Not before they asked him if he wanted to go to lunch at the deli down the street from there with them. He agreed to go with them at noon barring any computer breakdown. He went back to his office, then sat there and thought about how different the girls were treating him now versus before. Before they were not friendly like today and they never asked him to go to lunch with them. They always seemed so aloof or apart from him. Now it was like he was one of the girls. He smiled and enjoyed the feeling. At 11:45 Carolee called him and told him Mrs. Price wanted to see him. He went to her office, knocked and entered when he heard her tell him to enter. He sat down in the chair in front of her desk. She started by saying, "You are not the only thing changing around here today. For some time I have been thinking of adding an executive assistant. I now think I have just the person for the job. I am thinking of starting another company so the assistant will have to fill for me here." Just then the phone rang and all Louisa heard was Mrs. Price saying to send her in. Louisa was feeling good about the prospect of being promoted. Louisa was shocked to see his wife enter the office. Mrs. Price told her to sit in another chair in front of her desk. Then she continued, "It has always been my policy to first announce promotions or additions to an employee's family, if possible. So, here goes-effective immediately I have created the position of executive assistant. You have been chosen to be my first executive assistant. Congratulations." She then stood and reached forward and shook Tracy's hand. Louisa went into shock. Thoughts of 'How could she?' Why not me?' went through his head. Mrs. Price continued, "I want to take both of you for lunch. Are you available?" Tracy said, "Definitely." Louisa asked if she could talk to Carolee as they were going to go for lunch. Mrs. Price said, "Tell Carolee you are going for lunch with me." Louisa did as instructed and as Mrs. Price grabbed her purse and a black cloth carry-all he went to his office and got his purse. Mrs. Price told Tracy where they were going for lunch and that she would meet them there. On the way there Louisa asked Tracy, "How could you take a job here? What is wrong where you are now?" Tracy explained, "Mrs. Price offered me the job last night. She offered a very significant raise from what I am making now. I will be making more than you are now, by a lot. I am now the major breadwinner in our family. You will have to like it or lump it." Louisa sat quietly the rest of the trip. When they arrived and went in they were escorted to a corner table where Mrs. Price was waiting. They ordered lunch and when the waitress had gone Mrs. Price said, "I own or am part owner in a number of businesses in town here. I took the liberty of having business cards printed up for both of you. Kind of a welcome aboard present for you, Tracy, and a job well-done present for you Louisa. Louisa opened the box and looked at a card. It read 'Louisa Colette' and under the name it read 'Computer Controller' Tracy looked at hers and hers read 'Tracy Webb' and under her name it read 'Executive Assistant' Mrs. Price looked pleased and asked, "How do you like them?" Tracy answered first, "I am rea