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Secret Moments 8 By Lorna Elizabeth Black Copyright - Lorna Elizabeth Black 2007 None of this work may be distributed as original by any other person or group. Permission is given to redistribute this work in its entirety and any credit is given to me as the original author. Any resemblance between characters in this work and persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Be also advised, some of the storylines contain adult themes including sex. If you are underage or if this offends, then please go elsewhere. -------------------------- Chapter 22 - A New Year, A New Beginning Christmas was passed, it was now into January and the sales in the high streets had started. 'Secret Moments' was no exception as both Linda and Christina were finding things quite hectic in the shop. The improvements they had made since purchasing the shop had really paid off. After all they were now targeting the younger and stylish end of the market. Gone was a lot of the modern day corsetry, although they still kept a few items in stock. They had introduced ranges of lace up corsetry and other undergarments in mainly Victorian styles, this being a suggestion from Christina. These things were selling like wildfire to both men and women. Linda had often said, "well, it takes all sorts." Even Christina had a corset from this range. It needed Linda to help her into it with all the lacing, but the end result was Christina had a very narrow feminine waist which she absolutely delighted in. She absolutely relished in being 'caressed' by the corset, as she put it. With other Victorian style underwear and even a Victorian style dress, this led to some quite different sexual encounters between the two 'women'. In the shop, takings were up and more importantly, profits were up substantially. This gave both Christina and Linda the necessary funds needed to start Christina's sex change treatment, which was still uppermost in both their minds. It was the following Wednesday, they were both looking forward to with a feeling of excitement and trepidation because; this was to be Christina's first appointment at the clinic to start her journey into full womanhood. When the day arrived and although Christina's appointment was not until the afternoon, they both decided not to open the shop at all that day. Linda put a sign in the shop at closing time on Tuesday. She had written on the sign: 'That owing to a family bereavement, the shop would not open on Wednesday.' Christina queried why she had put that, to which Linda said in reply, "well I'm sure you didn't want me to put down that my partner was about to have a sex change, would you?" "Point taken." Anyway, the 'women' went about making themselves ready for the appointment, Christina taking particular care to be as feminine as possible because if nothing else, she wanted to present herself looking like a woman. She made sure there were no stray hairs on her face, body, legs, arms, anywhere that hairs should not grow. Her eyebrows were plucked, her fingernails were filed and a coat of red nail varnish applied and her make-up was applied to perfection. Christina was now an expert at this. There now came a slight problem, however, what to wear? Christina usually favoured very feminine, some might even say slightly tarty, underwear, but on this occasion she thought that this might not be appropriate. Perhaps stockings and suspenders might not be quite suitable for this occasion, especially the kind of things she usually wore and certainly not for the first appointment. So she decided to dress slightly 'down' for the occasion, certainly not dowdy or plain like when she started in the shop, but stylish and smart. What she decided her underwear was to be was, a pair of black lace knickers, a white underwired bra with lace trim and her breast forms in place, a pair of black tights and a white full slip again with a lace trims. The only problem was that she did not have such a thing as a pair of tights as she always wore stockings. Christina called through to Linda, who was in the bathroom at this time, "can I borrow a pair of tights, please?" "Yes, help yourself. You know where everything is," was Linda's reply. Christina went to Linda's underwear drawer, rummaged about and produced a pair of black tights which was exactly what she was looking for. She put them on. For outerwear, Christina opted for her red suit again, the jacket over a white ribbed polo necked sweater and her black high heeled boots. A simple gold chain was put on top of the polo neck, a pair of dangly gold earrings and a little of a very expensive perfume finished off the whole ensemble. When Linda emerged from the bathroom and saw Christina, she said, "well, very nice. You really do know how to dress well, don't you?" "I try my best." "Looking at you like that, you put me to shame sometimes in what I wear. In a lot of ways you're the best dressed woman in this house." "Thank you and like I said, I try my best." Linda proceeded to dress, to dress if she could up to Christina's standard. In fact on this occasion, Christina chose what Linda should wear. An episode like this had not taken place since Christopher's day. However, Christina chose for Linda her blue suit which had a fairly short straight skirt and a jacket with a collar. This was on top of a white satin blouse and black tights and black high heeled boots similar to Christina's. "Are you ready for this?" Linda said as they both picked up their shoulder bags and went out the front door of the flat. "Yes. I'm as ready as I'll ever be." They both made their way downstairs, out the front door on to the street and walked to where the car was parked. Linda drove as she thought that Christina's mind might not be concentrating fully. The drive took about fifteen minutes to a quiet tree lined street with Victorian terraced buildings. They were able to park the car outside the private clinic and nervously both entered the front door. At the reception desk, Linda identified them both to the receptionist. The receptionist said she would let the doctor know they had arrived. Some further details were taken, after which they were both invited to sit down for a few minutes. Throughout this time, Christina could feel her heart thumping away. This had only started when they had entered the building. A phone rang at the reception desk, the receptionist picked it up. "Doctor will see you now," she said. "Room number five. Go up the stairs, to the landing, turn left and it's the second room on your right," the receptionist continued. "Thank you," Linda said as both 'women' rose and walked very nervously to the foot of the stairs. They climbed the stairs slowly, Christina being extremely nervous with her heart pounding away. She said nothing, although she was feeling that she would like to turn back and go home. Something though was keeping her going. Arriving at the door, they both stood for a moment until Linda knocked on the door very gently. "Come," was the answer from the other side of the door. Linda slowly and gingerly opened the door and beckoned Christina in before her. "Ah, come in ladies, I've been expecting you," said a small man from behind a large desk. "I'm Doctor Bernard and you must be Christina?" looking directly at Christina. "Yes." Christina introduced Linda as her partner; they both shook hands with the doctor and beckoned to sit down. The doctor proceeded to give some idea what was going to be involved if all was satisfactory. He talked about the hormone treatment, the time-scales involved and if all went to plan, the gender reassignment surgery itself but before any of that, some extremely deep and searching questions needed to be asked. These questions were about Christopher as a child, his relationship with his parents, his attitudes to life at that time. All of what Christina had confessed to Linda all these weeks ago had to be brought out into the open. Christina held back nothing, she told the doctor everything. Linda was questioned as well, about her relationship with Christopher and now Christina. The doctor seemed particularly keen on trying to establish if it was what they really both wanted. At the end of the gruelling questioning session, which seemed to go for ever, Doctor Bernard said, "well Christina, I'm glad you did come to see me, because in my opinion you are doing the right thing." Christina smiled at this and said, "thank you." The doctor went on to repeat some of the things he had said earlier, "the time scale is going to be long. The law says that you must live as a woman for at least a year before there is any likelihood of reassignment surgery. What you have said to me is that you've made a start. Just to confirm, Christina are you living as a woman full time now?" "Yes." "And have you any intention of living as a man at any time in the future?" "No, definitely not." "Good, then the first thing is that I need to examine you physically and if all is satisfactory we can get you started on hormone treatment. Are you happy about that?" "Yes." "You must also be aware you will be required to see other doctors as your treatment progresses." "I understand." "Remember what I said earlier, once the hormones take effect, it is effectively chemical castration. They will prevent you from having sex from a male point of view." "Yes, I understand." Christina turned to look at Linda and all that Linda did was nod her head, in approval. The doctor continued, "after a while, you should begin to develop breasts, your waist will probably narrow as well. You will find that your body hair will become softer as well. As far as your facial hair is concerned, then it's up to you, but probably you will need electrolysis treatment. Please be aware, hormone treatment alone may not give you the breast development you desire. You may like to consider breast implants at some future date. When you leave here, my receptionist will tell you when you need to return and she will also give you all the information leaflets concerning this and the whole treatment. There are plenty people available to help." The physical examination was a fairly cursory affair, checking blood pressure, temperature, listening to the heart rhythm and things like that, although the doctor did make a nice comment about Christina's choice of underwear. Perhaps he's jealous, Christina thought rather perversely. The physical examination over, the doctor was satisfied. He opened one of his desk drawers, took out a prescription pad and scribbled on it. The 'women' looked at each other and smiled. Linda took Christina's hand and squeezed it as if in approval. "Take this to a pharmacy. This is the start of your journey into womanhood and good luck." "Thank you doctor," Christina said. "Thank you doctor," Linda said. Chapter 23 - Changes As the months passed, life for Linda and Christina was getting even better, although the hormone treatment that Christina had embarked did have some peculiar side effects. These were mainly mood swings, sometimes she would cry for no apparent reason. The doctor, though, had warned about this, so both 'women' just learned to cope. The other thing that Christina was doing, and what could be best described as endurance, was electrolysis treatment to remove her facial hair. This proved to be a very painful exercise, so each treatment only covered so many hairs. Christina's face was usually very red and painful after each session. Usually she would take the following day off work to allow her face to recover. The shop, Secret Moments that for a while looked as if it might have been a waste of money was now a great success. The idea of changing the stock and targeting the younger end of the market certainly had paid off. Christina no longer had to depend on doing any freelance accountancy work as she did as Christopher, the shop profits being more than adequate providing a good living for both of them. In fact they were able to take on extra staff, two women called Janet and Kathleen who worked part time. This allowed Linda and Christina more time to themselves, especially needed by Christina, because of the occasional side effects of the hormone treatment and the aftermath of her electrolysis sessions. As far as Janet and Kathleen were concerned, Christina was a woman, they had never been told her secret. It was possible that the part time shop assistants wondered about the relationship between Linda and Christina, whether it was just friendship or something deeper. Linda and Christina had talked about selling or renting the flat they now lived in and perhaps moving back into a similar type of house they used to own just over a year before but decided against it, certainly for the moment. This flat now held such happy memories for them both. Although big changes had occurred over the previous year, the change that was happening at this moment was with Christina. Since starting on her hormone treatment, she was developing in the way she wanted. She was taking on the shape of a woman. Sometimes as she was dressing, she would stand in front of the long mirror in the bedroom without a bra just admiring her developing breasts. Christina would touch them as if she was never quite sure if they really were there and sometimes she would try to feel how heavy they were with her cupped hand. Linda would just smile when she did this. Christina would often say, "they're getting bigger." Linda would reply, "you would think you had new toys or something." "Well to me they are new. I've never had breasts before. You've had yours for years." "True, but I wonder if this novelty will ever wear off?" "Never, I've waited so long for these and I intend to make the most of them." And make the most of them she did. Now that the warmer weather was coming in, Christina began to wear summer dresses for the first time. These were not any kind of summer dresses but ones fairly low cut which showed off a fair bit of cleavage. After all she could do this now because she had a bust. It was Saturday, the busiest day of the week, the day when all four 'women' were there, Linda said that she had some phone calls to make and wanted to make them from the flat upstairs. Christina was intrigued. Linda went upstairs and returned to the shop about half an hour later and said after she came in the shop. "All done, all arranged." "What's all done, what's all arranged?" replied Christina. "This you will have to wait and see. All I can say is that, Janet, Kathleen, is it possible for you to work here on your own, all of next week?" "Yes, no problem," replied Janet. "I think I can manage that," said Kathleen. All four went about their duties for the remainder of the day with Christina more than curious about what exactly was going on. The only conclusion she could come to at this point that Linda had arranged a holiday for them both. Up in the flat after the shop was closed for the day, Christina asked Linda, "now are you going to tell me what is going on?" "Yes, O.K. then." "Well, go on." "Remember last year when I asked to try on my wedding dress?" "Yes." "And I asked you if we could retake our vows?" "Yes." "Well, I've arranged for it all to take place next week, if that's all right with you?" "Of course it is, but where?" "In a rather secluded hotel in the country." "And are we going to be the only ones there?" "Well, actually no. There will be some other people there, some you actually know, and one you don't." "Who?" "That's a surprise." "But I thought we were keeping my sex change secret?" "There are some people that really should know about this and I think the time is right." "I don't think I like this." "Come on, don't be silly. These people will be joining us in a happy celebration and I can assure you they will be there to congratulate you." "Are you're sure?" "I'm sure and I think you'll be pleasantly surprised." Monday morning came round, but today Linda and Christina would not be working in the shop, because today was the day the 'women' departed to the hotel Linda had arranged last week. Packed with them was Linda's old wedding dress, the wedding dress Christina would wear. On this occasion, Linda had decided to wear a trouser suit, having purchased it a few weeks earlier. She had no intention of giving the impression she was a man for the celebration, as she intended to wear a silk blouse, high heeled shoes and lots of jewellery with her ensemble. Her intention was to allow Christina to be the star attraction, the belle of the ball. Christina actually had no idea what Linda was going to wear because Linda insisted in doing all the packing for the celebration itself. She was keeping secret what Christina would be wearing underneath her wedding dress and for that matter what she would be wearing herself. Christina packed for herself for the rest of the time they were going to be there, a mixture of dresses, skirts, blouses and her usual lace and satin underwear. The car was laden with clothes as Linda and Christina set off, Linda, of course, driving as she knew where they were going. The drive took about two hours, arriving at a small, secluded country hotel set in its own grounds well away from the road. Linda presented herself at the reception desk to confirm the booking. The receptionist said, "ah, thank you madam. If you and your friend would care to register, I'll have someone take your things up to your room. By the way, some of your guests have arrived already." "Fine, we'll catch up with them later," replied Linda. Christina began to look decidedly uneasy. Linda seeing this, said, "it's all right, they're friends." "Are they?" "Yes, now come on, let's go up to our room and freshen up." A porter unloaded their car with all their things and because of the amount, he needed a trolley to transport it all. Linda tipped him well when their entire luggage was deposited in their room. Once in their room, Christina's wedding dress was hung in the wardrobe along with their other dresses, skirts and blouses. Christina still could not see Linda's wedding clothes as they were completely covered. All their underwear was carefully put away into appropriate drawers. Linda re-applied some lipstick, put on some more perfume and Christina did the same, but somewhat nervously. Linda picked up the phone to ask reception which rooms the other people that were to be present were in and having established their number, proceeded to phone them. Christina, very anxious to know who they were, was still none the wiser because Linda made sure that she did not refer to the person on the other end of the phone by name. So it was still a mystery to Christina. "Come on," Linda said, "time to meet some of your guests." Christina knew that having come this far, she would have to go on. So nervously, she walked with Linda from their room to the lift. When the lift doors opened on the ground floor, all that Christina could see, apart from the receptionist, were two women sitting with backs to the lift doors. As Linda and Christina walked out from the lift, the two women, who were sitting turned round and the older of the two said, "hello Linda. Hello Christina." They rose from their seats and came over. "Nice to see you again Christina," the older woman continued. The younger woman said, "hello Christina, thank you for what you did for me last year. It really helped." The women who were addressing Christina were Liz and Jenny, the mother and 'daughter' who came into the shop when only Christina was in the shop and forced her to serve them. Not only that, it had eventually forced Christina into confessing her true feelings. Christina looked at Linda in amazement and before she could say anything, Linda said, "I've actually known Liz for quite some time. She was a regular in the shop when Helen owned it." "Then you knew all about the time when Liz and Jenny came in?" Christina replied. "Oh yes. I actually set it up." "So they knew I was a man?" "Yes." "So why did you do it?" "Because I was sure at that time you needed to be forced to confess your true sexual identity. If you like, I tried to give you a helping hand and I could think of no better way than for you to meet someone going through a sex change." "Well it worked." "It certainly did. I really wanted to tell you about it ages ago, but since I knew this time was coming, I thought it would be the appropriate time. You're not angry with me, are you?" "No, don't be silly. I probably wouldn't be here today, like I am, if it wasn't for that. Anyway I'm forgetting my manners. Hello Liz and hello Jenny. It really is nice to see you again, even although it's a bit of a surprise." "Thank you," said Jenny. "Shall we go into the bar, get ourselves something to drink and we can talk about what is going to happen," Linda suggested. With all indicating approval, they trooped through to the lounge bar, a waitress came over to their table, took and served their drinks order. "I've asked Jenny to be your bridesmaid, if that's all right?" said Linda. "Of course it is. I would be delighted," replied Christina. "And Liz is actually going to conduct the ceremony," continued Linda. "Really," said Christina. "Linda asked me some time ago if I could conduct a ceremony, which might be suitable. Actually, I'm a trained counsellor in relationships and when I see what has happened to you two, and with all that has gone on, I was pleased to do it. The way you've both adapted is really heartening. If only some of my other clients could be like you, then the world would be a happier place," Liz replied. "Thank you," replied Christina. Christina now turned to Linda and asked, "are there going to be more guests?" "Yes, three more, two people you know and one you've never met." "And when are they arriving?" "The latest information I have is they will be here this evening." "And I suppose you're not going to tell me who they are?" "Certainly not, it's a surprise." Chapter 24 - Down Under The four 'women' sat in the bar for some time; they chatted about this and that. Liz was extremely interested in Christina's progress into womanhood, how the hormones were reacting and how she felt, Liz of course having some experience with her own 'daughter', Jenny. Of course Christina was now absolutely delighted to tell someone else about her treatment and how things had progressed. There was even one occasion that Christina and Liz went off to the ladies toilet together and in the privacy, Christina showed Liz her growing breasts on the request of Liz. They never told Linda what they had been up to on that occasion. Liz told how she had become a counsellor, primarily because of Jenny. She said she had now seen a lot of transsexuals, this being her speciality, some female to male but the vast majority male to female. Some were extremely successful but there were always some people realising they had made a huge mistake and for them it was too late. There were some really sad cases. After about an hour, the party in the hotel bar broke up and everyone returned to their rooms for a while. Linda suggested to Christina that they relax for a while which actually meant that Linda was requiring sex. Christina never refused; her submissive nature would not allow this. So with both 'women' facing each other, Linda kissed Christina deep on the lips while her right hand strayed beneath Christina's skirt. This hand climbed Christina's stocking clad leg, past her stocking tops and into her lacy knickers. These days Christina could no longer get an erection because of the effect of the hormones, nevertheless, she was extremely sensitive around that area to touch. She gasped as Linda's hand started to do their work. Linda removed her hand, pushed gently on Christina's head to tell her to go on to her knees, which she did without any further coaxing. Christina knew the routine, if she was instructed to go down on her knees. She was to remove Linda's knickers and use her tongue on Linda's vagina until she came. She did as she was told, with Linda's knickers off and Christina under her skirt, Linda gasped in delight as Christina gave her an orgasm, which was deep and satisfying. Christina at this time was finding sex on her not really possible since she could no longer obtain an erection, and penetration of Linda was not possible. Both 'women' knew this and put it down to being only temporary. Christina thought that she would have to go through the whole sex change before she would be penetrated properly. Linda had other ideas though, but not on this occasion. So there was a little frustration on Christina's part at this time although it was compensated with her growing development into womanhood. After this somewhat one sided sex session, both 'women' lay on the bed and slept for about an hour. The telephone by the bedside rang, Linda answered it, it was the reception desk to say that the other guests had arrived. Linda acknowledged this and asked the room numbers they would be staying in. By this time Christina had awoken and when Linda replaced the telephone receiver, she suggested that they change and make themselves presentable for the evening. So they showered, put their make-up on and dressed for the evening. Linda chose a plain black dress, slightly flared and coming down to just below knee height. Underneath she wore a black lacy under-wired bra, matching knickers and suspender belt. With this she wore black lace topped stockings and black high heeled court shoes. The only decoration she put on the dress was a single string of pearls. Christina opted for similar underwear, but in white. She put on one of her lacy, under-wired bras which was now filled with her own breasts, not silicon pads anymore. Again she wore matching knickers. These days she didn't need to bother about a girdle, because for one thing, there was no chance of embarrassment and another she was developing what could be best described as a feminine waist-line and all this due to the hormones doing their work. On went a matching suspender belt and lace topped, very shear black stockings. Christina opted to wear a suit instead of a dress. The suit was pink in colour with a flared skirt coming to just about the knee. The jacket was double breasted, under which she wore a white satin blouse with a tie neck. Her shoes were similar to Linda's, black high heeled court shoes. With them both ready, Linda picked up the telephone, called the number of the room given by reception and spoke to the person on the other end. Again Linda gave no indication to Christina who she was talking to so as to maintain the surprise. The arrangement was the same that they would all meet in the reception area. Linda phoned Liz as well to give her the details. So, again, Linda and Christina made their way from their room to the lift and down to the reception area, Christina again unsure what she was letting herself into. This time as the lift doors opened, what Christina could see were three women standing there. She certainly recognised one of these women; it was Helen, Linda's cousin. It suddenly dawned on Christina that she did recognise one of the other women there but thought it couldn't be. She asked rather tentatively, "Sam, is it you?" "G"day Chris, I mean Christina," was the reply, "It's Samantha these days, but you can still call me Sam." "Well I never," replied Christina. "You should speak," said Sam. "True," replied Christina. "Before we go any further, let me introduce Ruth, my sister," said Sam. Everyone exchanged greetings, a few minutes later, Liz and Jenny joined the party and they were introduced as well. They all went into the bar and got a round of drinks organised. Once seated, they had a chance to talk. Christina said, "so it's Samantha these days then?" "Yes, just like you Christina, It's Samantha all the time now." "So, are you going through the change like myself?" Christina went on. "If you mean a sex change, then yes I am," replied Sam. "Why, I never thought you would be like that?" said Christina. "Didn't Linda ever tell you the story about me then?" Sam queried. "Well not really, all she said was that you were a transvestite." said Christina. "I suppose I thought I was as well until Helen took me in hand as it were, and when I heard about you, it was then I realised what I really was," Sam replied. "So what do you think about all this Helen?" Christina went on. "Put it this way, Linda and I are very much alike and although I knew about my partner's needs before Linda, I think Linda telling me about you brought out both Sam's and my own true needs into the open," Helen said. She went on, "but I think there is one person here that we should all thank. It was her, after all, that found what Sam's true feelings were and allowed others to find theirs as well. Thank you, Ruth." With that they raised their glasses and said in unison, "thank you, Ruth." It was Ruth's turn to speak. She said that, of course at the very beginning it was just a game, a kid's game, but realised very quickly what Sam was really like. As far as she was concerned at the time she had got herself a younger sister, which she really wanted. So when Sam became Samantha, even at that time, a bond between them was growing strongly. On the request of the others present, Ruth related the whole story about her and Sam from their childhood, the story Helen related to Linda. Ruth went on to say that she was now divorced and had moved in with Helen and Sam. Between the three of them they had built up a successful business in much the same line that Linda and Christina had. They were now in the process of expanding into ladies fashion as well as lingerie. It was because of their business, they could afford to return for Linda and Christina's celebration. So the party was now complete, there were seven women, with four born as women and three aspiring to be women. This was to be a party of females; the male gender had been rejected and was not welcome. None were complaining about that. At dinner, all seven sat together, talked more and enjoyed each other's company. Christina was now relaxed, now that she knew everyone present. She had thought at one point that some of the guests that Linda had organised were going to be some of her old work colleagues when she was Christopher and Linda was using this to make her come out to even more people. This was company that Christina could enjoy, after all everyone was in a similar state to a greater or lesser extent. With dinner finished, the seven adjourned to the bar for more drinks. The evening was almost turning out to be a sort of hen night which in some ways it was but with the bizarre twist that all the wedding guests were present and all were women. Eventually they all went to their rooms because tomorrow was to be the big day for Linda and Christina, especially Christina. Chapter 25 - The Big Day It was decided that Christina should be dressed by Helen for her big day. Although Linda knew exactly what Christina would be wearing, she thought that she would along with tradition. So after breakfast, the hangovers not being too bad, there was a great deal of scurrying to and fro to get clothes and people into certain rooms to get them prepared. Linda ensured that all of Christina's things were transferred to Helen's room along with Christina herself. Sam had gone to Ruth's room to get ready and Liz and Jenny had gone to what was Linda and Christina's room to do the same. Helen was already dressed, so after a nice perfumed bubble bath, and after drying herself, Christina emerged from the bathroom wearing only a white negligee, sat down on the chair by the dressing table so that Helen could make a start on her hair and make-up. Helen busied herself to create a version of Christina she had never seen before. Although Christina was meticulous in her grooming and make-up, Helen had managed to create someone who was younger and even more feminine. Christina was delighted, needless to say. Dressing was the next task. Christina undid her negligee and let it fall to the floor. She had no qualms about letting Helen see her nakedness even although there was still the smallest remnant of maleness. In fact, Christina was now so proud of her developing female body, she wanted to show it off. She wanted to show her new breasts and her slim female waist. "You're developing a nice figure," Helen said. "Sam has still a bit to go to catch up with you but her breasts are developing quite nicely as well." "Thank you," said Christina. "Well, times have certainly changed, you know when you were Christopher, you would never let me see what I'm seeing now," Helen continued. "I didn't think myself as a woman then. As far as I'm concerned now, it's all girls together," Christina said with a degree of defiance. "Well, we had better get you into your wedding dress then," Helen continued. Helen picked up from the bed a white lacy basque and beckoned Christina put her arms through the straps. She proceeded to fasten all ten hooks at the back. Christina adjusted her breasts so that they were lying comfortably in their new confinement. A matching pair of lacy knickers was the next item Christina put on. Doing this covered that bit of maleness she now hated. She looked like a proper woman now. A pair of white lace topped stockings from Secret Moments bridal range were carefully rolled and clipped into place. She looked even more feminine. The petticoat for the dress was the next thing put on followed by the dress itself. Christina put her arms through the sleeves of the dress and Helen did up the buttons which ran all the way up the back. She remembered from the time when she had first tried it on how heavy the dress actually was. The finishing touches included applying some more perfume, putting the head-dress into place and ensuring Christina had her bouquet of flowers. Christina slipped on a pair of white satin high heeled shoes and was now ready as she would ever be, for what lay ahead. All she knew was that the ceremony was being held in one of the hotel's small function rooms where privacy could be assured. Helen lifted the phone by the bedside, called one of the other rooms and all she said was, "Christina is ready." Christina looked at herself for the final time in the mirror as Helen said, "shall we go?" "Yes, all right." Christina was feeling nervous, her heart was pounding much the same as the time she visited Doctor Bernard for the first time, but again she was looking forward to the outcome. Christina and Helen emerged >from the room door and Helen beckoned Christina to take her arm, which she did. They walked slowly along the corridor towards the lift. Helen pressed the lift button, the doors opened immediately and both entered. Helen pressed the button to take the lift to the ground floor as Christina had a thought and said to Helen, "what if there are lots of people, lots of strangers down at reception?" "That's not a problem. All they'll think is that there's a bride about to be married, which in a way is true." "You're right, of course. I suppose I'm still not completely confident in my new role yet." "You will be. I've never said this before but, if anyone should have been born female, it's you." "How long have you thought that?" "For as long as I've known you." "Linda said something like that a long time ago. I personally had no idea until it was coaxed out of me." "Well now that it has, what do you think?" "I just wish I had known earlier." "You're here now." The lift came to a halt and the doors opened as they emerged to a fairly busy hotel foyer, because a coach party of people on a short break had just arrived. One of the party seeing Christina in her wedding dress called out and said, "good luck, my dear. Be happy with your new husband." If only they knew the truth. A member of the hotel staff also seeing Christina and Helen, ushered them to a room just off the reception area. The door was opened to reveal all of Christina's guests awaiting her arrival. The End Or is it?