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...Or that was the way it should have gone. For a brief moment, I suppose those female hormones got to us, and made us look at the world in real rosy tinted ways. Greer and I were lovers... in a sense. Why shouldn't it still work out? Yes that was how it was. But even as we started out, we had problems. It must have felt sweet holding a child, in a woman's form...I know it felt wild sitting in the back of the cycle. Hugging my dyke lover... the wind in my hair, my clit vibrating with the engine... hearing myself say "Come on Greer, let's race the wind!" I guess we were... sort of mesmerized by images. Greer looked like the perfect girl from the wrong side of the tracks. A perfect tearaway. But almost instantly we had problems. Our minds weren't totally in synch with our new bodies. Greer's body weight was different; there were slight differences in size. For a while we were being out raced by snails. As she tried to get confidence in her new body. And there was working out where we were living. But the image was so sweet. Looking in a window I realized we looked so nice together. Finally she managed to work out the map to the garage yard where she lived... we lived. Okay, I admit the sex was great. Fantastic! Greer fingered me to orgasm 3 times that night. I didn't fake it once, and I chewed my lady, listening to her moan with pleasure. Well. That night, we were determined to stay together, no matter what. There were problems; this new Greer wasn't the engineer that the old one was. And none of us remembered our old sisters at the hoe down club...(That was easy to find) She lost the job and the garage. Then I found out that the image wasn't incorrect. I came from a rather better off family, and ran into a bad... but loving crowd, headed by Greer... We got a call from my family's finance man, and after some femme-macho posturing by Greer managed to cut a deal. So we got back something. Greer managed to get a job, with this help on... her old paper's European office. Of course that was Grant Guild's job. The place was the same, but no one remembered... her. Of course, Greer had to change her look to get in. She hated to drop her bad girl image, and dress... "Like a doll". I decided to go with her, and try to see if I could be her secretary or something. This relationship thing was new to me, and I was feeling... anxious. We'd gotten past periods, though they drove us mad half the time. I was worried. What if she met someone? How could I bear living this life without her? Greer told me she felt the same way too, and insisted nothing, NOTHING was breaking us up. Our meetings with the others began during this time... Randie was looking a mess. Ms Barton wasn't looking too well either. Old habits died hard, and Randie was finding her male attitude hard going for her husband. "It's like torture. I love the bastard. And sex with him is uncanny. But... I have to lower my sights, lower my... how the hell do women take it?? I'm a good cook! I like cooking! I even like tiding up! But it's never enough! But I love the bastard!" Randie was feeling the same. Physically she had adapted, inside there was still too much... "I had to take control of the company! The idiots got no vision! No scope... Okay! There are personal matters too. I always had a liking for... strong muscular women. That feeling is still there... only now it's stronger. And he's seen that... But at least we are better than Ms Denny here." Ms Denny was fighting the urge to take another load of tranquilizers. "It kills me to think I was once one of that band of pigs. Yes the kid yells, yes he seems non-stop. But he can be... you know. Things attract things scare... if you step back from it, you can... expect. But him? Nothing I do is right! Nothing! At least a pacifier and a hug usually calms the little... down. I used to be a man. I used to talk that way. Now, I don't understand... Gods! I need a fag! I need a drink!" Randie shook her head... "But we WERE men. Now we just plain hate them!" "I don't hate them! I could never hate my husband! It's... Look. All right if I have a little sob? I love the bastard... I love the bastard! ..." "I don't want to fail the little tyke... God I don't want to... but no one is..." Pretty soon we were all in tears... then shaking our heads, and wiping each other's eyes, we began a pub crawl of sorts, and ended up arm in arm, singing to each other. We took taxis and made our way back... Greer and I flopped on the bed... I lay back looking at her... you won't ever leave me will you? Won't forget me? I can't last in this world without you...

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