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Mothers of the Bride By The Princess The morning of my 45th birthday. Things were pretty good. I was lucky to have a successful business, Jenny my wife of 19 years and three great kids, Tracy, 16, John, 14 and Katie, 10. We lived in a nice house in a nice suburb and I ran my own plumbing business, employing eight tradesmen and two office staff. I had long given up the tools and now concentrated on managing my growing business. True I was not as close to my wife as I once was, but I was used to the ups and downs of marriage. My wife Jenny had helped in the day to day running of the business but as the kids grew her time became more and more precious so we hired a second office girl to allow Jen to concentrate on family matters. Yes life was fine! Over breakfast the family gave me my birthday presents. A ritual in our household. Birthdays were treated as something very special and we all looked forward to them all as if they were our own. Tracy presented me with a new fishing rod, John gave me a new reel and young Katie gave me a DVD of Gilligan's Island series two. Jen gave me an autographed picture of my favourite football star. I hoped her 'special present' would be forthcoming later tonight. You could say that mine was the ideal life any man would be happy to have. As today was a weekday we all went our separate ways with Jen reminding us all that tonight we were going to our favourite restaurant to celebrate. My day started well. I checked out a job the men were having a problem with and sorted the problem, had lunch at home with Jen and went back to the office to tidy up some paperwork. "Luke on line two" my secretary Linda announced. Luke Taylor was my senior tradesman and was working on the job I checked on this morning. "Sorry to bother you boss but we have another problem on site." "What is it this time Luke" I was a little annoyed that he couldn't sort out these problems on his own. He was usually very capable. "Sewer can't go in where we were told to put it." "Why the hell not Luke?" I was not happy. "Health and safety issue. We've water leaking into the trench and can't go on until we source a pump" "Ok Luke I'll be right down with one" I hired a pump myself and drove to the site. I didn't know why Luke couldn't handle this himself. "Still got a problem boss, we need special dispensation to enter the trench to set up the suction line of the pump." I was becoming very annoyed by this time so I replied "to hell with that" and climbed into the trench dragging the pipe with me. Luke watched, Time is money and sometimes rules had to be broken. I found the lowest section and secured the line to a picket. "Kick her in the guts " I called up to Luke some four metres above. I waited until I could see the water level dropping just to be sure then turned to climb the ladder out of the trench. The first sign of trouble was a distant rumble and then a slight tremor. "Oh shit , an earth tremor now. What's the odds?" I jumped at the ladder and started to climb just as the walls started to collapse. The next thing I knew all was dark and very quiet. I could feel my life being squeezed from me and before long, nothing. The next I knew I was standing in a group of people. We appeared to be in a large hall. I would guess that we were about 150 of us of mixed ages, race and gender. I felt ok, not at all like a man who had just been crushed to death but still there was something not at all right about this. No one was speaking, we all looked bewildered and in something of a state of shock. Just then a young man wearing a beautifully cut suit entered the hall. He looked about 25 and he too looked a little bewildered. He began to speak," ladies and gentlemen, please pay attention. I'm afraid I have to tell you some disturbing news. As you have no doubt guessed you are in the foyer of the afterlife." Ah ah! I thought as much. "you will all be processed shortly but I have to find a Mr Martin Williams." Me! "I'm Martin Williams" "Oh good, please follow me Mr Williams" He lead me along a corridor to a nicely furnished office. There was an older stern faced man sitting at a desk. "Mr Williams" he began " I'm Mr Prescott, the officer in charge of wrongful demises" Oh crikey, this place was like dealing with the authorities back home. Hang on did he say wrongful demises? I'm sorry Mr Williams but it appears a mistake has been made and you were not scheduled to be hear for another forty years. "How the devil (poor choice of words that) did this happen" I asked. "It appears that my young friend here mixed up the birthday book with the demise book" The young man whose name I found out was Simon Groper, looked very sheepish and sorry for himself. "Can anything be done to rectify this" I asked hopefully. "Well yes we can do something but I'm afraid we cannot put you back into your old body as once a living body is extinguished it cannot be re used." came Mr Prescotts reply. "Sort of like non recyclable container" young Simon added to the glare of both myself and Mr Prescott. "So what if any are my options?" "Ok" Mr Prescott began, "we can put you into the body of an about to be born baby." "No thanks, couldn't go through all that again especially without my family." "Or we could organise that you become a new member of your existing family" This was at least promising. I truly loved my wife and kids and the thought of never seeing them was too much to bear. I sensed Mr Prescott was holding something back so I said, "Just how would that work Mr Prescott. He replied "contrary to all you have been led to believe we up here do not have the ability to totally change nature. In order to deposit you back into your family we would have to access a body made by nature but never born. Please let me explain. According to our records your wife Jennifer miscarried twelve years ago." "Yes that's correct. We did lose a baby twelve years ago. We were heart broken. My wife took a long time to get over our loss" "What would you say if I told you that we could resurrect that body, deposit you in it and put you back with your family?" I needed time to think. A lot had happened to me in the last couple of hours. "Could I have a drink please" Young Simon disappeared and returned with a glass of water. "I was hoping for something a little stronger" "Sorry Mr Williams, no alcohol allowed here. " and I thought this was supposed to be heaven. "If I agree to this, how would my sudden appearance be explained." "You would slot into your family as if you had been born there" "How long would it take?" "You could be at home in a few minutes" "There is no other way?" "Yes but you would not be with your original family." So my options were fairly limited. My choices were to either start life again as a new born baby or to become my own 12 year old child. At least I would be among my loved ones and in a life that would not be to foreign to me. "One more question please Mr Prescott, if I choose to become a new born baby will I know the family and the location of my future home? "No Mr Williams, your new identity would be up to mother nature. The next cab off the rank so to speak. I can tell you that all your thoughts and memories would be intact, the only difference would be your baby's body" Faced with this information I decided on the devil I new. "Ok let's do it, turn me into my own 12 year old child" Mr Prescott stood up and shook my hand. "I'm pleased you have taken such a pragmatic approach. Because of the awkward position we have put you in, should you ever have a good reason to consult with us you can request a meeting by praying to us for one. On the plus side you are now not due here for 83 years so you have gained 43 years of life." With that he waved his hand over and around me and the last thing I heard him say before I was transported back was "but then again women do tend to live longer than men" The next thing I knew I was back in our Lounge room with my family all in various states of grief. I looked at Jen's tear streaked face and those of Tracy, John and little Katie. There was a funeral director talking to Jenny and Luke my foreman was there too. It was then that I looked down at myself. I was tiny. My legs were poking out of a gingham schooldress and I was wearing white ankle socks and brown school shoes. Oh my god. Now I knew what Prescott meant by that last remark It did not occur to me that the child we lost was not a boy. It was only six weeks along and we had not asked the hospital staff if they knew the sex. For some reason I had always believed the baby to be a boy. "Amy dear will you run up to my room and get a box of tissues from my dresser please? I heard Jen say. Whose Amy I thought? Then I realised that every one was looking at me. Oh my, I'm Amy. I hopped off the couch and was surprised at how far down the floor was. I ran to our room and shut the door. Jen had a full length mirror on the door and I had my first look at my new self. I looked a lot like my youngest daughter with a little of my wife thrown in. I looked to be a little small for a twelve year old girl, perhaps four foot eight. I remembered that Katie was small until she turned fourteen then she shot up. Who was I kidding she was only five foot five now. Would this be my height too when I finished growing? I was having a hard time going from six one to this. I found the tissues and took them back to Jenny. "Here you go Jen" I said in my new little girl voice. "What did you say young lady?" Luke, said. I realised my mistake and apologised. "Sorry mum" I stammered. "That's all right sweetie I know you are upset" This was going to take some getting used to! When I saw my chance I slipped away to my room. It appeared that Katy and I shared her old room. I found two single beds instead of the one that was there until now. The room was very girly. Pink was the theme. Bed spreads, curtains even the carpet and walls were pale pink. Our dolls were everywhere. It seemed that at least one of us were right into Barbie. I hoped it was Katy as I would have thought a 12 year old girl would be past that phase. My wardrobe and drawers were full of very feminine clothes. It appeared that I preferred skirts to pants. I checked out my new body in our full length mirror while there alone. I was pretty in a cute way. Slender and as I said fairly little for my new age. I slipped out of my school dress and panties to see a prepubescent little girls body. The total absence of anything between my legs was a shock. After 45 years of being male being a girl wasn't going to be easy. Just then Jenny walked in. "What are you doing my girl" she asked looking at me looking at myself naked. "Just changing out of my school dress Mum" I quickly answered. "Well hurry up and come back downstairs" she ordered. I found a little skirt and top, slipped my panties on and went to join my family. I realised I needed the toilet. "Oh well I had better get this over with" I pulled my panties down and climbed up onto the seat. This was definitely harder as a little girl than a large man. I felt the urine seem to fall out of me from nowhere in particular. It was very different. I remembered to wipe, pulled up my panties, washed my little hands, the sink was now a lot higher too, and joined the others. My Funeral We kids were all given a part to play in my funeral. We girls had to read a verse each of my favourite song. Believe it or not it was Seasons in the Sun. My verse began with "Goodbye Michelle my little one" Tracy and my wife Jenny were dressed in subtle black dresses but Katie and I being younger were dressed in pretty little outfits not unlike communion dresses. I started to protest as I felt they were a little festive for a funeral but I could tell that there would be no talking Jenny out of it. We wore white tights and back shoes and our petticoats were starched and stiff. I had never realised how it felt to be a doll before but I sure knew now. I could remember insisting my daughters dress this way at important functions over their protests and now I was learning first hand what it was like. After a few weeks we all settled down to pick up the pieces of our lives. We were such a close family that my loss hit everyone hard. I was the only one grieving in a different way. Or was it the same? We were all grieving over my departure and in a way I was the most affected by my death. I mean we all lose a loved one at some stage but how often do you become your own twelve year old daughter? Katy and I attended the same primary school. My first day as a schoolgirl was nerve wracking to say the least. Playing little girl games, remembering to keep my knees together, responding to my girl name and using the girls toilets all took some effort. Also I never realised how horrid some little boys could be to little girls. The rough way they played and the effects testosterone was beginning to have on them made me a little afraid of them. We were too young to form inter sex relationships so I didn't have to worry about that yet but on the plus side a boyfriend can make a girl feel safe. My brother John was wonderful to us girls. After my death he assumed the role of surrogate father to us. He would help us with our schoolwork, I didn't really need help as I was pretty capable of doing year six work but I didn't want to seem ungrateful so I let him think he was teaching me long division and helping me with my tables. He would take us to play in the park and escort us to the mall when Jenny was busy. He was a sweetheart. Tracy was great too. She would try to get us to wear makeup but I couldn't get into it as much as Katie for some reason. She baby sat us when Jen was out and was a beaut big sister. I was very proud of my family. It was frustrating not being able to let them know that I was safe and sound albeit it in somewhat of a different form. I would have loved to explain to them who I really was because of my love for them but there was no way to do that without seriously messing with their minds so I said nothing and lived my new life as their sister and daughter. I finished Primary school that year and entered high school. This suited me a little better as we were treated a bit more like adults. I found I rather enjoyed school the second time around. I decided to take full advantage of what was offered and to learn as much as I could. Talk about putting an old head on young shoulders. I really enjoyed sports as a girl too. I had played cricket and football as a boy and a young man but I found netball and tennis to be more rewarding and fun. I formed a couple of close friendships with girls from my school and found that I enjoyed doing girly things such as clothes shopping, playing with makeup and talking about boys. I found the choice of clothing to be a lot more interesting and fun than boys clothes and I liked looking my best. Skirts did not bother me once I became used to wearing them and I found I preferred them over pants. It had been a year since my death and the kids were doing well. They had their down times but on the whole I felt they were getting on with their lives. Jenny on the other hand was spending a lot of time with Luke. I did not think too much of this as Luke was ten years younger than her but I felt he was being a bit too friendly with her. He also assumed an authoritative role in as much as he started telling us kids what we could and couldn't do. Jenny had gone back to work to run our business. Work was suffering as she did not know the things I did as a plumber myself and because I had come up against all the problems she was now facing for the first time. I knew I could help if I could find a way to let her know who I really was. Jen came home very upset one night and would not talk to any one about it. She put us to bed at our usual 8.30 and sat up in the study pouring over some papers. I made the excuse of needing the toilet and afterwards went to her and shut the study door. "What's the problem mummy?" I asked. "Nothing you would understand sweetie" came her reply. I looked at the paper on her desk and saw my opportunity. It was now or never." Mummy if you are wondering how to get around the council demanding a soil test for all the ministry work all you have to do is cite the precedent of the previous council works undertaken two years ago. Daddy sorted all this out with them then and if you talk to a Mr Matthews in planning he will admit to waving the tests" Jenny was starring at me open mouthed. God she looked beautiful. Even after a year in this little girls body I still ached for her. "How could you possibly know all that baby? she asked." Several answers shot through my mind but in the end I decided on the truth. "I'm going to tell you something you will not believe but in the end you will have to" I began. When I finished my fantastic story the look of incredibility on my former wife's face was something to behold. She was speechless so I added "do you remember how many times we made love on our wedding night?' She slowly nodded. "Let me tell you, five and it would have been six if that pesky room service waiter hadn't knocked on our door in the middle of the night by mistake" She was still staring silently. "Ok who else but Martin would know that you love making love during your period?" This was true, Jenny was turned on and horny during her monthly due to heightened hormonal levels. She knew I would never have discussed these things with any one let alone our little girl so she ever so slowly came out and said "Martin is that you in there?" "Yes my darling" I replied. "How awful for you, you must be in hell" "Believe it or not it's not so bad. Oh at first I couldn't contemplate what was done to me but as the time has passed I quite like being a little girl." Jenny's hand flew to her mouth. "I made you wear a frilly dress to your own funeral" Jenny was becoming upset. I had to soothe her. "It's ok, I am a little girl and I have to be treated as one. I find my actions and emotions are lining up more and more with who I am now and I am comfortable being Amy." We discussed the situation for a while longer until I needed to sleep as my little body was tiring. Children need more sleep than grownups so Jen put me to bed when I began yawning. After that our lives changed. I helped Jen with matters affecting the business and she cut me a little extra slack in the discipline department. I was concerned at this as I did not want to set a bad example for the other children. I had to ask Jenny to be more strict with me for the sake of our family. She agreed and when I absentmindedly called her Jen in front of Katie Jenny put me over her knee and paddled my bottom. She sure did take my advice as she made me cry with pain and I was sent to my room without dinner. Luke When I was fourteen in my new life Jenny began openly dating a Luke my former employee. Luke worked for me for twenty years, actually he served his apprenticeship under me. He was ten years younger than Jenny and in my opinion wanted to get his hands on our company. I waited for a quiet moment to voice my opinion to Jen. Her reaction was not what I expected. "I think it is about time that you realised that you are a little girl and as such you can keep out of my business. You have always had it in for Luke and I will not let your petty jealousy interfere with my happiness. Luke is a grown man and he is my boyfriend so missy you had better learn to keep your mouth shut or you will find yourself over Luke's knee. And believe me my girl he can paddle that bottom of yours a good deal harder than I can" I was shattered. Where had this come from? Luke moved into our house and took up his position as head of the household. The other kids adored him. Tracy thought he was cute, John loved having a man to go fishing and to the football with and Katie loved having a father figure. From the sounds coming from our old bedroom it sounded like Jenny kind of liked him too. The only one who did not care for him was me. He tried to get through to me but I would not have any of it. Jenny gave me many talking to's on the subject. In the end she called me into the study with Luke and her and shut the door. "Tell me Amy sweetie," Luke began "do you have any idea who I would talk to find out the necessary computations required for a fire service in a high rise block of flats? Without thinking I replied 'Brian Morrison in the city planners office" Luke was dumbstruck. You weren't kidding Jen, it is Martin. I just then realised I had been tricked into revealing to my replacement who I really was. The look of sheer glee on his face did not make me feel too good. "Well well well my little pattycake, how will we handle this then?" I think that we will start by making little Amy here my assistant at work. You are fourteen and as soon as you are fifteen you can leave school and become my secretary, how would you like that honey?" I was pretty sure that I would not like that one bit. "Don't bother to answer, the decision has been made, get to bed now and make sure you do well in typing and shorthand class. Nothing makes a man look successful like a cute sexy secretary." Luke then said "I can't imagine what made Martin want to be a little girl instead of a boy when he was given the choice. Well if he wants to be a girl that's fine by me. Your mother has told me that you like being a little girl so let's see how you like having me for your new daddy?" With that Luke and Jenny laughed together and I took off to my bed and cried myself to sleep in frustration. I knew that all the facts leading to my new existence had not been made known to Luke, and that the story I had told Jenny had been twisted to make it appear that I wanted to be a girl. I also new that to try to explain how I became this little girl would be futile. For some reason Jenny and Luke had decided to make my life as miserable as they could. I had to find out why. On my fifteenth birthday I awakened to the next phase of my new life. I dressed as I was directed in a business suit with a very short skirt. My heels were high and I made sure I did a flawless job on my makeup, lest I receive another "punishment" from Luke. My punishment consisted of being put over Luke's knee and being given a bare bottomed spanking. I just knew that he was getting his jollies doing this but I also knew that I had no way to avoid his wants. I also knew that it was only a matter of time before he would touch me sexually. My cute little body aroused him visibly. A fact he tried to hide from Jenny but could not hide from me. I was having feelings for boys at school but the thought of this man touching me, who was once my apprentice and now my former wife's boyfriend was too much to bear. I worked in our office as Linda's assistant. I had no idea when I was her boss what a hard task master she could be. She really rode me and if I made a mistake she could reduce me to tears with her tongue. I attended business college at night school two evenings a week. We were taught typing, shorthand, filing and all the various systems that make a well run office. I never knew that there was so much to learn. The more I learnt the more I enjoyed being an office girl. I took pride in doing my job well. Luke made me call him Mr Taylor and Linda Mrs Kelly. They of course called me Amy and when I was introduced to clients or any adult for that matter I was always instructed to use Mr or Mrs. Luke loved to humiliate me in any way he could. He forbade me to wear trousers and insisted my skirts were very short. He would often take me with him to construction sites and he loved seeing my embarrassment at being ogled and catcalled by the men working their. He love to see me picking my way through a site wearing a little dress and three inch heels. When talking to his men he would find excuses to send me to his car as many times as he could to 'fetch" something he forgot so as to make me pass the guys on the site. I actually did a lot of Luke's work for him. He would call me into his office and I would handle his day to day jobs as I was still Martin inside and as such knew more about running this business than he ever would. The added fact that I was also the office girl actually helped me to run the business as I now understood that side of things too. One night I was finishing up some paper work and Luke returned to the office from a meeting with a client. He had been drinking and was a little unsteady on his feet. "Tell me Marty old boy" he began while ogling my petite feminine body, "just why did you want to give up being a big strong man to become a cute little girl" "here we go again" I thought. Every time Luke drinks and gets me alone he rubs in my change. "Tell me this honey, did you always want to be a chick? When you were my boss I bet you were yearning to get into my pants. I was worried. He had never talked of sexual things before and we were very alone. He was twice my weight and strength now so I was physically afraid of what he might do to me. "Come on sweetie, tell me that you have always wanted to play with Lukie boys dick" With that he came over to me and grabbed my arm and forced me to sit on his knee. "I want you to tell me how much you want to suck my cock" I was speechless. I did not know what to do. I was also very scared. "If you don't tell me you want to suck my cock I will have to presume that you would rather have a punishment." Now I was really frightened. I knew he loved to spank me and I knew how much this turned him on. "Well Mr Taylor, let's see this magnificent dick of yours then" I slipped off his knee and knelt before him, slowly undoing his belt and trousers. I lowered his pants and underpants to his knees. He was becoming super aroused. "I knew that you wanted to be a girl so you could be the little slut you really are." His erection was enormous, is this what Jenny saw in him? I held his dick and lowered my head as if I was about to take him in my mouth. He began moaning in anticipation. I saw my chance. I stood and ran out the door and out of the main building. By the time he composed himself and pulled up his pants I was down the street in tears. I didn't have my bag or any money. If I was a guy I would have a wallet in my hip pocket. Well I was no longer a guy, dresses had no pockets and I didn't own a wallet. I walked the four miles home, not too easy in three inch heels. I could have hitched a ride but looking like this would more than likely have resulted in a repeat of Luke's expectations. No thanks. The thought of being with a boy didn't repel me. After all I was a girl with a girls feelings and emotions. Also a healthy amount of female hormones running through this little body. I just did not want to be with a guy I didn't like and was twenty years older than me. I wanted to fall in love with a nice boy and be introduced to love making as a woman in a manner fitting such an important step in a girl's life. I arrived home and new that there was no point in telling Jenny of my problems. I was still a minor and as such had nowhere to go. Once I was sixteen I had decided I would leave home and make my own way in the world. Luke seemed to back off for the next few weeks but I knew not to trust him and remained wary of him. I avoided being alone with him and this proved a good move. One night he dismissed me and told me to take the bus home. I left but while waiting at the stop realised that I hadn't backed up the days work. I knew that if we lost data due to my oversight I would cop hell so I trudged back to work and let myself in with my key. I was surprised to hear voices coming from Luke's office as he was alone when I left a few minutes before. "I just need a few grand more" came a voice I did not recognise. "You've been paid in full and that's all you are going to get" was Luke's reply. "Well then perhaps the police would be interested in how you got a trench to appear to collapse by accident and you wound up heading the business that was owned by the guy you had killed" Luke's reply sounded menacing. "If you start this shit it would be easy to arrange your 'accidental' departure too" "I wouldn't start that shit if I were you, I know a lot more people capable of this work than you" "Enough of this," Luke said, "I'll give you another five grand but that's it, no more after that" "Ok then it's decided." I heard the man get up from his chair so I quickly slipped into the ladies toilet. He left and I heard Luke on the telephone. "Jen honey we need anther five to shut up the guy we got to get rid of Martin. Ok I'll see to it" and he hung up the phone. I was shattered. My death was not only not an accident but I was murdered by my own wife and employee! My initial reaction was to cry but my old resolve kicked in. "Those bastards, I'm not going to get mad but I'm going to get even" I remembered Mr Prescott's words. If I ever needed him I was to request a meeting by praying to him and he would see what he could do. I immediately began to pray. The lights dimmed and all noise seemed to diminish. I felt a little light headed and when I looked around I was back in Mr Prescott's office. He and young Simon were there. "My my" said Mr Prescott. "and just what brings this meeting about? I related all that had happened to me and what I had just learned. "I see" nodded Mr Prescott, "something needs to be done, but what?" "May I be of some help Sir?" added Simon. Perhaps we could switch Amy and Luke's bodies so that he could find out what it's been like for Amy?" "No I wouldn't like that. I quite like being a girl and why would we give him a new life to live for an extended period? If he ended up liking being a girl as I do it would be a reward for what he did to me. I think we need to make sure he and Jenny are punished for what they have done." "Do you have something in mind?" asked Mr P. "Well maybe, but I don't know if it is possible" "Tell us and we'll tell you" "I would like to allow Jenny to remain herself as she is needed to raise our family. Could we put Luke into her body and Jenny into his? That way Luke can experience womanhood and lose a few years and Jenny can work to support the kids as she took their provider from them." "Yes that could be done, but I don't feel that this would be enough of a punishment for what they have done" said Mr Prescott. Simon spoke "how about adding a twist then. Let them remain in their own bodies but make Luke a flaming fetishistic drag queen and Jenny a nymphomaniac. Mr Prescott looked at me for a decision. "Perfect I smiled. I think you have a real talent for this work Mr Groper" Before I knew it I was back into the ladies toilet at work. I went into Luke's office to find him putting on lipstick that he had found in Linda's desk drawer. "What are you doing" I asked pretending to shocked. "Luke looked super embarrassed but replied" I don't know I just have the strongest compulsion to dress up as a woman" He was making a mess of things so I took the lipstick and finished applying it for him. "That's better, you look quite lovely now" We went home and Luke couldn't wait to get into Jenny's pants. Literally! He came down to dinner in one of her cocktail frocks in full makeup and his feet squeezed into a pair of her heels. He looked hilarious. Everyone wanted to know what he was up to. "This is me from now on" he replied You had better get used to it. I don't think Jenny would have let him stay except she noticed his state of excitement from wearing her clothes. That night the noises coming from their room confirmed a mutually happy result from Luke's dressing. Over the next few weeks we girls helped Luke form a new wardrobe and taught him the basics in makeup, coordinating and female deportment. John wasn't thrilled by all this but we girls got right into it. Jenny couldn't keep her hands out of his pants or should I say panties which left me free to run the business. My first day at work after discovering the treachery of Luke and Jenny was an interesting one. I had Luke explain to Linda that I would now be the boss and she was to assist me in the running of the business. One fact that became apparent was that I would need a strong foreman to direct my men and handle negotiations with our clients. It was difficult to be taken seriously when you were a sixteen year old girl running a company of this size. Luke was no use to me as his time was taken up with dressing, rehearsing his drag act and fulfilling Jenny's needs. I thought it best to leave them out of the business. I advertised for a man and ended up hiring a guy not unlike the old me. He was a tradesman with a growing family. He had a good work ethic and he did not mind having a young woman for a boss. In time our relationship grew from one of respect to almost a father daughter one. If I had personal problems he always seemed to know the right thing to say. He did not know of my past but he respected the fact that I was running the family company and once he saw that I was competent things between us went well. My feminine feelings were becoming stronger and I began to look at boys in a romantic way. At my tennis club there were quite a few cute guys and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like. I even found myself watching the men at work and would become aroused at the thought of their hard masculine bodies. Jack, my foreman interviewed a number of boys for an apprenticeship. I always sat in on interviews acting as his secretary and I could then give my opinion on whom to hire. I didn't mind the guys thinking of me as the office girl in fact it made my life easier. I did not have to explain why me as a young girl was in a position as I was and with Jack enforcing my decisions there was little dissension among the troops. Only Linda and Jack knew that I was indeed the boss and I preferred it that way. We interviewed a rather nice boy named Ricky. He wanted to be a plumber and I could sense an intelligence and maturity about him that would take him a long way. He was seventeen, one year older than me, and oh, did I mention that he was adorable? I could tell that Rick was taken with me too and whenever I could I would do my best to be near him. He was tall and well built and I felt so funny in my tummy when he was around. I made it a point to deliver his pay to him personally and to give him any messages that came through the office. If he was in the tea room I would sit next to him and make small talk. I had a crush! One day he came to the office and asked if he could have a moment of my time. "How would you like to go to the pictures with me this Saturday" he asked nervously. "I'd love to" I replied without thinking. I went shopping for a new dress and shoes on Saturday morning and I spent more on these two items than poor Rick made in a month. At the pictures he insisted on paying for us both and I didn't have the heart not to let him. Believe me twenty dollars meant a lot more to him than me. I loved him for it. After the movie we went to a cafe and I explained as gently as I could that an office girl is paid a little better than a first year apprentice so I would be happy to pay for our drinks. He graciously let me but I could tell it dented his male pride. I would have to make sure this boy was given plenty of overtime and any bonus I could come up with. He walked me home as we were to young to drive and he slipped his arm around my shoulders. I put mine around his waist and it felt wonderful to be this close to a great guy. We stopped in a shop doorway and our lips met. His tongue parted my lips and we kissed and kissed until we realised it was nearly midnight. I had to be in by then or my drag queen of a stepfather would throw a hissy fit. I could feel Ricky's arousal through his pants and gave his dick a gentle rub. The poor boy. I knew what he would be doing later tonight after all I had been a seventeen year old boy once myself. Come to think of it the warmth I was feeling between my legs pretty much sealed my fate as to what this little girl would be doing in her bed by herself later on as well. Ricky and I continued dating and although I wasn't finished having fun as a single girl just yet I knew that he was the man for me. Another bonus, sex as a girl with a man she loves is divine! It would only be a matter of time until I walked down the aisle but this time I would be the one on the wedding dress. I was looking forward to seeing what Luke would wear to my wedding. I don't think there is a rule against a girl having two mothers of the Bride is there?