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Chapter 1 Things had been hard for Kelly and I. She had just graduated from college but didn't have any work experience, so finding a job was really proving to be a problem. The economy had taking a real down turn in the last few months and most places in her field were on a hiring freeze. Mass layoffs at major corporations had flooded the job market which made things even scarcer. So it was not well received news when the axe found me at my job. Having some collage, but never having finished didn't increase my options. I had bounced from job opportunity to job opportunity and never found a niche. Of course I was a hard worker; I did find some success in managing others and some responsibility. However none of my jobs were really what I wanted, so my heart wasn't in them. I was ripe for being let go and so I was. We were already stretched thin on the money side of things and it looked like we were headed for some living changes, the prospects were not appealing. Our one bedroom apartment wasn't small, but it wasn't lavish either. Located in a relatively good neighborhood so, the price wasn't really cheap. I knew we wouldn't be able to afford to keep it, not with our car payments and other bills. We had talked to the manager and she had agreed to let us out of our lease on economic grounds, which I was very grateful for. The manager was always nice and I didn't want to owe someone else or add to our already growing money problems. Both of our families homes where small as all of the kids had moved on and the only available spaces where couches and floors. I thought I would find work soon and so would she in a few weeks and then we could get back on our feet. So a few nights at my parents and then hers, turned into a couple weeks and more. This was placing a strain on everyone and I knew we had to do something soon. So it was a welcomed spark of luck when her collage professor Paige had made us an offer to work for a friend of hers. Apparently she and Kelly had been talking during one her job searches at the college and our situation had come up. Paige had explained the job was not far outside of a small nearby town. They had living quarters on site for the staff so this fit our situation nicely. The pay wasn't great but we could save money by not having to worry about rent. This sounded great but I was my usual skeptical self thinking somewhere there had to be a catch. Boy I couldn't have been more right. I soon found out that this wonderful job was at an all female college! Now I should explain that I consider myself an average guy. Around five nine in height and some where around a hundred and sixty pounds in weight. Brown hair and brown eyes with an average build, I am not in shape so to speak, so I carry a little pudge around my waist. I don't turn the heads of girls really, but I didn't worry about that, I am confident in who I am and who I am with. Kelly is just a bit shorter than me at five eight and she is somewhere around the same weight. She never tells me exactly, women never do. She doesn't have to be a beauty queen, but I love that she dresses smartly and girly. A bit business and a bit casual workplace. She likes makeup, heels, jewelry and lots of things girly which has always been an attraction for me. Her great personality and kinky side had really sealed the deal for us. I will get into that more much later. Back to the problem at hand, now I may not turn heads and I may love my girlfriend. But a heterosexual male trying to work in an all girl college was going to be a serious distraction for him, not to mention a temptation. I thought it was a bad idea and wanted to pass on the whole thing. Kelly thought we should at least go and talk to the director of the college and then go from there. The job was at least partially in her field, she could use it for the experience and her professor had put in a word for her. I reluctantly agreed, she made an appointment and in two days off we went. Chapter 2 The two hour trip to Westford was long and boring, fields, fields and more fields. I think I seen every type of crop that could possibly be grown on the way. The town of Westford was just as boring, your typical small town with one main intersection and not much else. Sure there were some shops, a couple restaurants and a gas station. But I still think I could have thrown a rock from one end of town to the other. Kelly and I laughed pretty hard at the whole absurdity of it. It was nice to laugh together; we hadn't had much to laugh about lately. So we left the town in good sprits, and after another hour we arrived at the "Westford College for women." The College was on a plateau in the middle of some gentle hills. Three buildings layed out in an L shape. One was clearly for administration and visitors and the other two looked to be for dorms and classrooms. Sidewalks connected the buildings into a square and outlined the central yard, which had many tastefully placed trees offering shade to those sitting at the various benches or just under the trees. A few flowers were placed at the corners of sidewalks or other spots, but not as many as I would have thought at a girl's college. Kelly and I parked in the parking lot, which I noticed had maybe ten cars and a few busses in it. We got out and followed a larger central sidewalk that lead from the parking lot and continued up an equally large set of cement stairs to the front glass doors of the administration building. Once inside I noticed the tasteful decorations continued. Well maintained, shiny tan tile floors throughout that resounded our footsteps, her heels more than my dress shoes. The high ceilings that kept the areas near the floor cooler and offered great angles of shade from the sun. A light earth tone paint on smooth walls mixed with modern light wood furnishings filled out the open work areas. It still had a bit of that new smell, maybe that was just a plug in or something I didn't know. The lady at the large rounded front desk asked if she could help us. "Yes, we have an appointment to see Ann Mercer," Kelly politely replied "My professor Paige Hastings had recommended us for the open positions?" The lady seem to recognize the names and know what Kelly was referring to, but she gave me a noticeably quizzical eyebrow and a once over. "I'll let her know your here, wait here while I see if she is ready for you." She motioned for us to sit on a bench as she headed out through a side door. We sat down and in a few minutes she returned directing us through the same door, another office and into an adjoining office. Both offices were stacked with papers and folders. The first office was decorated for efficiency, desk chair, file cabinets, all crammed into a small space. The second office and our current location was more relaxingly decorated, bigger desk, better chairs, but still piled with papers and obvious work. "Thank you Lidia, I'll take it from here." Our escort dismissed, she closed the door. Chapter 3 Ann Mercer was an older woman, somewhere in her early fifties. She was shorter than me, but not by much. She was overweight, but carried it well, had a rounded face and short grey hair. Her pant suit was grey and set with a light blue blouse underneath, some brown dress shoes and matching blue socks, projecting a professional, but relaxed demeanor. She stood up and came around her desk to shake our hands. "Welcome, I am glad you all made it." She smiled warmly and had an earnest sparkle to her blue eyes. I realized then that I liked her; she just came off as genuine. I found Kelly and I smiling at her. Damn, she was good. "Please sit down, pardon the mess, but our last secretary left at a bad time and we haven't been able to find a replacement." We all sat down and Ann sat forward with her hands together on her desk, as if she was eager to get started to a task. She started by asking us how our trip was if we had any trouble, those types of things, we assured her we hadn't any trouble and the trip was fine. Thanking her for seeing us on short notice and wanted to get some more info on the positions. "Well as you can see we have openings for more staff, our location is usually a problem, but Paige tells me your situation fits with our on site staff policy. I have also reviewed both your resumes and I think we could utilize the both of you, especially your degree in psychology Kelly." "Sounds promising, I just graduated this past quarter and we are interested in the onsite living quarters," Kelly quickly replied "I see, well let me be clear when I say our school isn't a normal college for woman. It has girls that come from mostly troubled pasts, some from troubled homes, some from off the streets, some from correction facilities. None of these girls are former violent offender types though. Just women who have made mistakes in their pasts or haven't really had a chance to make something of their selves, we offer them that chance here. Of course we have to enforce strict rules, to ensure they aren't tempted to end up where they were again. Every girl here wears a uniform, has a curfew, keeps a heavy class schedule and our location helps them focus on their studies. The girls take care of the various jobs that are required of running a college, from laundry, to dishes, to shoveling snow, to all manor of cleaning and maintenance, this helps them to become self reliant and builds self esteem as well. They have counselors available to them and can leave whenever they choose. However once they do they cannot come back, we don't want to waste our time on those who are not earnest in turning their lives around. It is also a good motivator for them to follow through. Once they graduate they have a degree and a better chance in life. We help with placement in their job field as much as we can, and some choose to stay on here with us." "Now obviously Kelly we have a need for a secretary to help up here in the office, it would give you a chance to work with the girls files and familiarize yourself with the different cases as they come and go. You can talk with the onsite counselors and discuss cases to gain some further insight." "Sounds great, oh this looks just like what we are looking for!" Kelly was practically bouncing in her seat. "Bare in mind the pay will be lower than your average job, but we offset the reduced wage by providing you living quarters. In the end you get keep more of your money and we are able to keep our costs down." Ann sounded so practical. "I don't want to put a damper on things here, I mean this sounds all well and good for her, but where would I fit into all this? I don't really hear any man specific jobs here? Do any men work here at all?" I hadn't thought about it till I said it, but I didn't recall seeing a man anywhere so far. "Well while that is true Brian, We don't have any women specific tasks either. I am sure we could find some tasks that the girls would be willing to let someone else do. No there are not any men who work here either, obviously you would be restricted from certain areas and we would have to keep a close eye on your whereabouts at all times, but I believe a man can work in this environment given the right individual. The real question is do you believe you can?" Ann ended her question with a smile. Yep she was good at this. "To be honest Ann I don't know, I mean I need some time to think it over. Kelly and I obviously need to discuss it," I said with as much of a smile as I could manage. "Sure, I completely understand, I want to make sure we are both a good fit for each other. It's Wednesday, why don't you think about it for a few days and give me a decision by Monday of next week?" Again she said it with a smile, I just couldn't dislike her. We thanked her for her time and assured her we would be in contact one way or the other. She showed us out and we began the return trip. Kelly was very excited by the prospect, but I still didn't think it was a good fit for me. She got to work in an office with her degree and I was basically a handyman, during whatever odd jobs no one wanted to do. I didn't think we should stop looking. Chapter 4 We talked all the way home and we were both pretty down when we arrived back at her parents. That night she slept on the couch and I was on the floor again. Her parents keep a very clean home, but I swear something crawled on me that night. I creaked and groaned in the morning when I got up, but I was determined to find another job. After three days of no luck and sleeping on the floor, I thought this offer might be our only chance for awhile. That night I talked to Kelly and said I think we should go for it. I could always find another job later or perhaps we could both find something in six months or so. She was very excited; I guess I couldn't blame her. On Monday morning she called and told Ann that we had decided to accept if the offer was still available. Ann assured her it was and had asked us to come out the next day to finalize things and get us started on moving in. Our first day of work is set for the following Monday. Kelly was more than excited the whole trip, after a small tour of the campus we were taken to our living quarters. Which were bigger than our last apartment and just as nice inside? It was on the top floor in the back of the administration building. A better than basic one bedroom that had all the normalcies of an apartment. With a full kitchen, bathroom, and a large living room with plenty of light that made for a relaxing environment. Moving in and unpacking, the rest of the week seemed to fly by. Most of our stuff was packed already and our families were glad we had found some work and living arrangements. We both left out the all girls' college part to our parents, no need to worry them. So Sunday finally came around, Kelly and I were happily relaxing in the apartment watching cable as there was nothing local on TV. Ann arrived at our door with a very attractive woman. After inviting them in Ann introduced the woman as Ms.Dunterbaum, the Resident Administrator. Ms. Dunterbaum was built very nicely, very attractive and had a pleasant but cool manor about her. Her navy blue skirt suit accented her athletic build, with the skirt stopping smartly just above her knees. A cream colored blouse contrasted well with the suit, giving her skin natural warmth. Light suntan hose covered her toned calves and ended in a sensible pair of blue two and half inch heels. This entire well constructed conservative outfit was outshined by her long wavy red- auburn hair and a pair of dynamite hazel eyes. She didn't look like she was wearing hardly any makeup at all, light eyeliner, a hint of brown eye shadow, a neutral lipstick, but in the end she was clearly beautiful. I had my first real pang of regret for us accepting the job. "Ms. Dunterbaum will be who you both report to while you work here. You will work as her secretary Kelly and Brian she well be aiding in finding you suitable work on a daily basis," Ann explained. "Kelly you can use my outfit as a guideline, as all of the office staff have a dress code they are required to follow. I don't expect you to have an exact outfit, but you will need one for each day and we can aid you in ordering several outfits as our uniform maker has quite a bit of versatility. The rest of staff has a dress code as well, so Brian we will have to find you something suitable to help you blend in. I don't believe we need to announce to all the girls here we have a male on the grounds. I am sure you both can anticipate what kinds of problems that would create. So by using similar colors and similar outfits and keeping you separated from the rest, I believe no one will be the wiser. We have special cases that we keep separated from time to time, mostly those who have had bad experiences with confinement or crowds, things of that nature. The freedom of open spaces helps to return some normalcy to their lives. So, none of the other girls will see this as anything different. This will require a few rules for you to follow as well. You must remain clean shaven at all times; a beard will cause serious interest that we just don't want. Likewise you will be required to keep you shirt buttoned up and your sleeves rolled down. Body hair even at a distant might peak some curiosity. Of course that's means pants, socks and shoes at all times as well. I trust you wont have a problem with any of this either," Ms Dunterbaum elaborated. "I don't think it will be a problem, actually facial hair wont be a problem at all, as I had all mine removed last year when I just got tired of dealing with it. Shaving everyday, ingrown hairs, gray hairs, and on. Besides I think it presents a cleaner and more professional image," I told her, I think she gave me an approving eyebrow raise. It seemed so subtle I can't be sure I didn't just imagine it. "Well good that is taken care of then. Ms. Dunterbaum will stop by early tomorrow Brian with your work clothes and show you around to your duties. Kelly will meet me at the administration building promptly at 7:30 and we will get you started on reorganizing things. Ms. Dunterbaum and I will leave you too the rest of your Sunday and we look forward to seeing you both tomorrow." said a smiling Ann. Ann and Ms. Dunterbaum excused themselves, while Kelly and I enjoyed the rest of our relaxing day. That was one of the first days in a long time that it didn't seem like trouble was just waiting for us over the horizon. That night we made love in our new apartment also for the first time. I hope we didn't make too much noise. Chapter 5 Monday morning arrived to both of us having overslept, while not late yet both of us were running around trying to get ready. Lucky we had both showered and Kelly was getting dressed. She had a blue skirt suit, but only a white shirt and not a cream one. Tan pantyhose with some black heels, not blue ones. I thought she looked great, she wasn't a fan of tan pantyhose, but I loved it when she wore them. Earrings and a single necklace rounded out her outfit. She was just finishing up her makeup at 7:15 when a stern knock came at the door. It was Ms. Dunterbaum with some clothes over one arm, dressed in a similar skirt suit, but in light tan. Matching tan shoes and another cream colored shirt. Again her makeup was subtle, yet she still looked attractive as hell. Her auburn hair and hazels eyes again were a stark contrast to her outfit and made her stand out all the more. I think both Kelly and I were taken aback by her obvious good looks. We looked at each other in a silent moment then Kelly kissed me and was starting out the door when Ms. Dunterbaum stopped her. "Something just occurred to me I hadn't thought about before now. You two need to refrain from any signs of affection outside of here, and be very aware of who is around you while you two are together. Something like that could cause a real problem, so I think it best not to give anyone the wrong idea. Now Kelly I think you should hurry, you don't want to be late on your first day," said Ms. Dunterbaum, ushering Kelly out the door. No sooner had she closed the door when she turned to me. I was wearing some grey sweatpants, grey a sweat shirt and some gym shoes with white socks. I didn't know what we would be doing or what this dress code would require. "While you certainly are dressed for working today, you outfit does not however meet the dress code. I took some time to try to find you some appropriate clothing, but bear in mind my choices were very limited. Now I have 3 blue shirts and several black pants of different sizes as most of our clothing is not made for your fit. Go into the other room and try these on." I took the clothes and headed into the bedroom. I tired on several pants first, biggest pair fit me around the waist, were a little tight in the crotch, legs were snug, but they stretched some, so I am guessing they were some kind of polyester. They fit length wise so I could suffer for a day or two until something better could be found. Now the shirts weren't much better, largest one barely fit, felt one size to small, so I couldn't button the collar. The shoulders and waist was a little snug, so no large arm movements or I was ripping this thing for sure. It was of some kind of light material that felt like it might keep me pretty cool throughout the day. I tucked the shirt into the pants which didn't help the waist any and the shirt acted like it didn't want to stay in. I came out and handed the rest of the clothes back to Ms. Dunterbaum. I explained my problems with the fits and inquired about some larger sizes. "Yes I can see these are not exactly the correct fits, well unfortunately these may have to do for a few days as these are the largest we have on hand. At least until I can order some more. I will bring up extra sets so you have enough for the rest of the week. Here are some socks and lets try these boots on, I just brought what I thought fit, we have larger ones on hand if they do not," she said checking the sizes and generally picking at the clothes. I took the six pairs of socks and put a pair of them on quickly, they felt so thin and light I was really surprised. The boots were the outdoor kind with a grip pattern on the bottom. A little snug but I thought they fit good only the arch was a little high. I felt taller when I stood up, must be the thick sole. I had to jog a little to catch up to Ms. Dunterbaum as she had already headed out the door. I was a little surprised to find Lidia waiting for us just outside. I remembered her working the front desk on our first day here. Now however she was in an outfit just like mine, even down to the boots. "Now I have instructed Lidia here to show you around to your duties and she will be working with you all of the rest of the week. I have duties of my own so I will leave you two to your work," With that Ms. Dunterbaum turned around and started off down the sidewalk. Lidia instructed me to speak softly so no one would over hear my voice incase someone drifted within earshot, we then headed out to do some yard work. Lidia showed me where all the tools were and how things were stored throughout the day. We spent most of the day tending the lawn outside the L shape of the complex. Lidia was always between the complex and me, I assume to cut anyone off if they came too close. No one seemed to pay any attention and I seen a lot of girls but they were really at a far distance so it wasn't a distraction. I just tried to focus on the job at hand and be a good worker. I did enjoy accomplishing something and I could find a certain satisfaction in completing a job in a timely manor. So I soon became lost in the work and before I knew it I was building up quite the sweat. The pants where hotter than I first thought they would be. They were bunching up my boxer briefs and generally becoming a pain in the crotch. I really noticed it when I was bending so I found the most comfortable way was to bend at the knees and not spread my legs too far. I finally gave up on trying to keep the shirt tucked in. It seem to fit better if I left it hanging, Lidia was wearing hers that way and she didn't seem to be having a problem so I just went with it. Amazingly my butt didn't hang out which I was thankful for. At about noon Ms Dunterbaum showed up with another girl in tow and some food on a tray. Lidia met them halfway while I stayed away, there was a bit of discussion but I couldn't hear anything. When Lidia returned we sat down for lunch and I asked if there was a problem. All she would say was Ms Dunterbaum noticed there were some precautions that needed addressed but they couldn't be fixed right now. After lunch we went back to work and had an uneventful afternoon. All the challenges aside I thought we had a productive day. About five pm we cleaned up the work area and returned the tools to their places. We headed back to the administration building and Lidia left me once we were at the apartment door assuring me she we would begin again tomorrow at the same time. Chapter 6 I came in the door in my uncomfortable clothes to Kelly and Ms Dunterbaum talking on the couch. They were still in their skirt suits, facing each other with their hands in their laps and looking like they were discussing something serious. Kelly looked up and smiled when I came in; Ms Dunterbaum got a determined look on her pretty face. "Hi Honey" Kelly said as she rose off the couch. She came over to kiss me but stopped short and held her nose, smiling. "Someone needs a shower!" Kelly laughed "Yes, about that," Ms Dunterbaum said moving up to stand next to Kelly. "Brian I think we might need to take some more measures to ensure your anonminity. Your sweaty shirt is giving you away not to mention your distinctly male smell. We need to address those, I can see you have no problem working hard which is great, but males sweat in certain ways women do not. Kelly and I were discussing some solutions to this however I am not quite sure you would be willing. Kelly here seems to think you will be more accepting to my suggestions," she stated with a rather doubtful look on her face. I had to admit I was rather sweaty. I took a minute to look at myself in the hall mirror. There were distinct sweat patterns in the middle of my chest and under each arm. I could feel the middle of my back had a large wet spot as well, funny how you are oblivious to some things until people point them out. Ms. Dunterbaum and Kelly had moved to stand on each side of me in the mirror. "Our ladies here do not perspire quite so much. One who does would tend to draw attention. My suggestion is that you keep your underarms and chest shaved for now until the days of autumn arrive. This will help to keep you cooler and not cause you to perspire as much," Ms Dunterbaum easily suggested. "Yeah, I am not crazy about that idea, but if it will help then I can think about it. What would really make some difference are some cooler pants. These black pants are roasting me and they are uncomfortable as heck with my underwear." I danced a bit trying to stretch them away from the crotch without actually grabbing my crotch. Kelly got a quizzical look on her face then bit her lip to hide a smile at my discomfort. "I do apologize for that as those are the winter pants, our normal summer uniforms are tan shorts. I am sure you can see why that would not work. However if you would be willing to keep your legs shaved along with everything else, I think with your build the tan shorts would be acceptable," Ms. Dunterbaum stated skeptically. "Uh, I think I will stick with the pants thanks. Maybe I could get a bigger pair?" I asked. "As I was explaining to Kelly when you arrived that our tailor cannot get us any more winter pants this late in the season. The material is not available again till next year. The normal resolution is to just move on to summer shorts, but you are not open to that. So those will have to suffice for the short term I am afraid. The good news is we were able to order plenty of clothing for Kelly. So at least one of you is taken care of for the moment," Ms Dunterbaum replied. The prospect of continuing to wear these pants was not something I was looking forward too. I sighed loudly, I was looking at a rough week and I knew it. "Well it appears I have done all I can today, I will see you both tomorrow morning, good evening," stated Ms. Dunterbaum as she excused herself. Kelly talked with her a bit as she followed her to the door but I didn't pay any attention. All my focus was sitting down on the couch and taking off my boots, the arch was really starting to ache. Maybe it was just the pain from the first day setting in. No sooner had I got both boots off and was stretching when Kelly came back in the living room. "Oh no, you don't, off to the shower with you!" she shooed me to the bathroom, making little faces and holding her nose. Chapter 7 She started the shower for me and I was standing in front of the mirror trying to give her room and unbuttoning my shirt. "Yes give me that smelly blouse you really got it soaked didn't you?" She teased with a little smile. "Ha ha, very funny," I smirked back . "What I'm just being honest and slacks too, come on pokey, get your little tush out of them. Oh and don't forget your knee highs," she giggled to herself. "Now you really are exaggerating," I said pulling off the last sock and handing it to her. With a big smile on her face she leaned into my face and said "Oh I am not exaggerating one single thing missy." She stood back a little bit still beaming, threw the pants over one arm and held up the shirt with the stocks still in her hand. "This blouse with no pockets is kind of plain, but the small collar and the even cut around the waist is a dead giveaway." She tossed the blouse over the other arm and then held up the pants. "These slacks would make your tush so cute if your underwear wrinkles didn't show through so bad, of course girls don't have that problem cause we wear smooth panties with them. That is also why the crotch is so tight that it is cut to hold to a more feminine curve." She tossed the slacks over the blouse on her arm. Then she shook out the socks and wiggled them a little up at the light. I could see some cross stitched patterns, but I could see through them. "These sweetie are fashion knee highs, they might be a little thicker than normal hose with the patterns and all, but they are diffidently not socks." My mouth fell open a bit with each revelation. I stood there with my mouth hanging open, just stunned that I had spent the whole day working in women's clothing. Kelly leaned in to my face again, giving me the gentlest kiss on the lips. "It never bothered you before. Now get your pretty little tush in the shower," she whispered with a grin. I blinked a couple times and climbed in the running shower in almost disbelief of how I missed it all. A girl's school wouldn't keep men's clothing in stock, Lidia's outfit matching mine, so much worry about me blending in. The topper was I would wear them for the rest of the week, at the least. "Be a good girl and remember to shave your underarms and chest." She chuckled over the shower as she closed the door on her way out. At this point I guess I should explain, I am a life long cross dresser. Like many before me I have went through my purges and swore never to do it again, only to realize it was truly a part of who I am and not some degenerate behavior. So many girlfriends came and went because they just could handle it, let alone truly embrace my cross dressing. Not that they were bad people, for their part each one tried to understand in her own way. In the end though it just wasn't something that they wanted in their life and it was something I wanted very badly in mine. So each relationship ended with time, for one reason or another. That is until I meet Kelly. She was truly the first woman who loved me as a woman. She loved me as a man to, but she loved me either way equally. I preferred the woman, which was the real reason I had my facial hair removed. The dressing was also why I never really succeeded at my previous jobs, my life always had to stay so private that I never really connected with my peers or superiors. So some time later I climbed out of the shower refreshed, smelling much better and clean shaven. I put on some clean underwear and they grey sweats from this morning. I headed out of the bathroom to eat dinner with Kelly. We sat down to a nice dinner; she had whipped up while I was in the shower. Over dinner we talked about how her day went and how busy she was. She had spent the whole day just trying to get a handle on where things were supposed to go. There was so much to organize. The conversation continued through dinner until it was my turn to shoo her off to the shower. She was undressing and handing me her clothes to put in the hamper when she held up the skirt to my waist. "We could always order you some pretty skirt suits, mmmh yeah. We might need another girl around the office. Oh yes I could certainly use an assistant," she teased. I snatched the skirt playfully out of her hands "Give me that and get in the shower!" That night we were both very tired, but we managed to find the energy for some passionate sex. Just before we drifted off she assured me she would try to get me promoted to office girl tomorrow. I hit her with the pillow. Chapter 8 The next morning came and once again we were racing the clock. I came out of the shower as she was already dressed and finishing her makeup in the bedroom. "I laid out your clothes on the bed for you, dear," she said between mascara strokes. Sure enough on the bed there was a clean blue blouse, black slacks and a pair of knee highs. But right on top was a pair of smooth black panties and a matching bra. "Oh I am so not wearing those," I chuckled as she came around me to sit on the bed and fondle the bra. "Oh come on, I just figured you should fill out the rest of your uniform." She smiled mischievously at me. Teasing before work was so not fair. I threw the bra aside and started putting on the blouse with a small sigh. She picked up the panties and wiggled them around playfully. "At least wear these, you will be more comfy," she said enticingly. Yeah she was enjoying herself. "Oh no, that would be the one time someone spots them hanging out or something," I said digging out a pair of boxer briefs and stepping into them. She tossed them on the bed and made for the doorway. Stopping just short she peered over her shoulder at me. "Of course we could always order some of these for you," she teased as she rubbed her skirt around on her pantyhose clad legs. She knew how much I loved pantyhose and skirts. Needless to say I had a hard time fitting into my slacks. Things had to be tucked and readjusted several times. The knee highs smoothness didn't help any either. Boots on, I was following Kelly out the door when I met Lidia waiting for me once again. She and Kelly greeted each other pleasantly and Kelly kissed me on the lips goodbye. Marking her territory I guess. It wasn't until two hours later I realized I was wearing lipstick from her kissing me. Lidia had a good laugh too when I finally noticed. "The color really suits you," she chuckled. "Don't you start too," I teased. Yeah they were both was having entirely too much fun at my expense. Chapter 9 "Now these need to be organized and filed in the incoming cabinet," Ms Dunterbaum stated. "Ok and that would be this one," Kelly said placing her hand on one of the cabinets. "That is correct, every year we shift the files around a bit, the graduating class is moved to storage and that cabinet then becomes the incoming class. Our last secretary decided to quit just prior to the incoming class, which is why we are so swamped and this place is such a mess. It isn't always this busy, but her departure was at the worst possible time. I will be working with you as much as I can in order to get caught up. Once we are, things will return to a more agreeable situation and we can settle into a routine. So you start there and I will start with this stack. Hopefully we can get through some of this today," Ms. Dunterbaum instructed. Kelly wore a grey skirt suit with another white blouse. She had matching heels that were 3 inches tall, but Ms Dunterbaum didn't say anything. Tasteful earrings and a necklace rounded out her outfit once more. Ms Dunterbaum's skirt suit was a rich green that really brought out the color in her eyes. The cream blouse was framed on each side by her wavy hair today. Her matching pumps were contrasted by her light tan hose. Once again a bare touch of makeup seemed to cover her face, subtle hints of green on her eyes, and a neutral lipstick did nothing to hide her beauty. Kelly and Ms. Dunterbaum spent all morning sorting and filing the incoming students. The office was so small they bumped into each other several times, excusing themselves and generally trying not to knock something over. Now and then they would have to squeeze by one another to change a stack or create a new one. By afternoon they had made a small dent, but it was obviously going to take some time. So they retrieved some lunch from the cafeteria and sat down in the staff lunch room. That's when Kelly noticed Ms. Dunterbaum's skirt was shorter than hers. She wondered if it was some dress code hierarchy and didn't pay it much more attention. Ms Dunterbaum commented on her lovely bracelet and Kelly offered her hand so she could get a better look. Kelly complemented her on Ms. Dunterbaum's nails and the general girl chit chat continued until they came to Brian. "He was a bit surprised to say the least," Kelly chuckled. "Yes well the work clothes are mostly unisex, at least in material anyways. There isn't a lot of reason for it to be otherwise. The idea is to work and not concern the girls with getting dirty. He would be more comfortable in the shorts if he would just shave his legs. But I know how fragile the male ego can be and how much so little hair can mean to a man. I am sure the clothing is already testing his male confidence," Ms Dunterbaum mused. "Oh I don't know, he is pretty confident in who he is, it is going to take more than a wardrobe annoyance to deter him. You never know he might come around on the legs yet," Kelly chuckled. They returned from lunch to the task at hand. They office dance continued as they struggled to find enough space for the work and both of them. By the time the afternoon was drawing to a close they had made another dent in the files and the office was starting to open up. Ms. Dunterbaum was sitting at the desk sorting through two stacks of files and one on the floor next to her. Kelly was moving back forth filling the cabinet. "Kelly I could use a cup of coffee, would you like one? I need one in the afternoon to keep me going," Ms. Dunterbaum asked. "Actually that sounds great," Kelly replied. "Great, the cups are next to the pots on the other side of this wall in the lobby," Ms Dunterbaum said absently as she looked over a file. Kelly stopped a second then made her way out to the lobby to retrieve the coffee. She thought it would be naive to assume she wouldn't be doing little things like that. They didn't have any other office staff and it would be silly to assume her boss would be getting coffee for her. So she poured them both a cup grabbed some cream and sugar and headed back in. She came around the desk handing Ms. Dunterbaum a cup, laying the sugar and cream on the desk. Ms. Dunterbaum took a sip and indicated she didn't need either. Then she abruptly set down her coffee taking a hold of Kelly skirt hem. "Your skirt hangs lower than your knee," Ms. Dunterbaum said pinching the fabric so it set just above her knee. "That's where it should set; when your other skirt suits arrive that's where it will sit," she said holding the skirt against Kelly's leg so she could see. "Ms. Sherrim has a distinct idea in her head where our skirts should stop. She is the head of the funding committee and raises the majority of our budget. So she gets to dictate what she wants. She says something about professional women where their skirts just above the knees and girls wear them below. She makes it quite clear she is not a girl and girls don't work in her office. So after work we will have to give your skirts to one of the girls to hem. For tomorrow if you don't have anything in your closet shorter I am sure I have something you could wear in mine. I can never stay the same size no matter how hard I try, so there is quite a variety," Ms. Dunterbaum instructed releasing Kelly's skirt. The rest of the afternoon seen more progress made. Ms Dunterbaum had to leave Kelly alone for a couple of hours to check on the rest of the staff. Kelly was relieved as she was becoming a bit frustrated by Ms. Dunterbaum attractiveness. She was very aware of how close Ms. Dunterbaum was at times throughout the day and it was making her nervous. Her boss was an undeniably attractive woman and Kelly caught herself stealing looks at Ms. Dunterbaums legs. There was more than one reason Kelly liked Brian and cross dressing was part of it. She loved how he felt and looked as a woman. When he was dressed she got two things she liked, women and men, all rolled into one. So she was having a tough time focusing on her job with Ms. Dunterbaum around. She even smelled nice and when Ms Dunterbaum put her hand against Kelly's leg, her heart began to race. Kelly needed a break from her so she could focus on work, she was glad when she got it. Ms. Dunterbaum returned just before the end of Kelly's shift. "Good looks like you made some more progress while I was gone. Well why don't we go back to your apartment and pick up your suit skirts. Then we can go back to my apartment to find something for you to wear tomorrow?" Ms. Dunterbaum asked. "Ok, sure," Kelly said anxiously. Chapter 10 I had spent all day in my blouse, slacks and knee highs again. I knew the boots were women's as well, which explained the higher arch and heel, but they didn't really stand out. Now Lidia didn't tease me or anything which I was thankful for, but I knew she knew, I mean how could she not we matched for crying out loud. Which should have bothered me, but for whatever reason I didn't find her attractive and so I didn't care. There was nothing wrong with Lidia, she was in good shape, shorter than me, has a nice clean face; I know that guys would find her attractive, but for whatever reason she just wasn't my type. Which was, in hind sight, a great thing because I really would have been embarrassed. Again yard duty was on the agenda for the day. I was still forced to bend at the knees and keep them together or I got an uncomfortable reminder. It was hot again, but my clean shaven underarms and chest help to keep me cooler. The pants and my bunched up boxer briefs were another matter all together. They both seemed to trap the heat, making my day rather uncomfortable no matter how I bent. Ms. Dunterbaum didn't make an appearance at lunch only the girl from yesterday and she only came out a certain distance, waiting for Lidia to come to her. So over lunch Lidia and I chatted about our afternoon schedule. What we were looking to accomplish for the rest of the week and what next week might bring. So by the time we had finished for the day I had worked up quite a sweat again and it was unfortunetly showing. So I was really looking forward to getting out of my slacks and into some shorts when we headed back to the administration building. Again Lidia and I parted at the door, setting our time again for tomorrow morning. I walked into the living room and heard voices coming from the bedroom. I walked in to Kelly in her skirt suit without heels, standing on a footstool and Ms. Dunterbaum holding up another skirt to her. Kelly had the waist held to her in both hands and Ms. Dunterbaum was pressing the hem to Kelly's knees. Ms. Dunterbaum had a hand wrapped around each knee holding the skirt hem taunt. "Yes definitely too long, and perhaps too wide as well. I will be sure to let Teresa know I want both fixed," Ms. Dunterbaum examined. She took the skirt from Kelly and laid it on a pile already on the bed. She held Kelly's hand so she could step down off the footstool without falling. Kelly made her way over to me smiling and gave me a very hot kiss on the lips. "Someone is smelly and needs a shower again today," she said winking at me. "Ms. Dunterbaum is going to give my skirts to someone to adjust because they don't fit properly, according to the dress code. So she is going to lend me an outfit for tomorrow," she said as if explaining a long story. "Yes as I was explaining earlier to Kelly, Ms. Sherrim has certain ideas about what a proper woman's attire should be and given that her donations pay for practically everything here. I am obligated to accommodate her wishes, no matter how outdated or unnecessary I feel they may be. Ms. Sherrim also has a habit of dropping in unannounced so she can ensure things are being done properly. So it is best to make sure we are prepared in the event she does arrive. I don't think it will take that long to find Kelly something suitable for tomorrow. I won't keep her long," elaborated Ms Dunterbaum. She gathered up the skirts from the bed and then set her eyes on me. "Speaking of attire, I can see that you had a strenuous day today. I hope the clean shaven chest and arms provided you some relief?" She inquired. "Actually yes it did, but these pants are still keeping me too warm. You sure you don't have something else I can wear?" I asked in return. "I am afraid not, if however you were to keep your legs shaved as well then the summer uniform would be acceptable. I understand your reluctance Brian but try not to let your male ego get in the way of practicality. It didn't seem to stop you on your face. Why should it matter here?" She ended with a raised eyebrow, as if it all made perfect sense. I could feel the heat collect around my waist. The Boxer briefs and the pants were trapping in my body heat right down to my boots. From the waist up I was cool, but from the waist down I was burning up. These pants had to go soon or it had to get cooler outside. "Tell you what I will think about it and maybe tomorrow I could try the shorts," I conceded. "I sorry guessing will not do, I need to know before tomorrow if you are going to do this," Ms. Dunterbaum stated. "Why is it so important to know before tomorrow?" Kelly asked. "Well so I can inform Lidia what to wear. They have to match of course. It is about camaraderie and mentoring, they need to see each other as equals. Every girl gets a mentor when they first arrive here to help them transition to their new surroundings. Lidia is Brian's mentor, of sorts. Bear in mind Brian, the week is only going to get hotter," Ms Dunterbaum explained. "All right fine, I will, I don't think I can stand many more days roasting in pants, trying to get something done," I reluctantly agreed. "Alright well I will send some summer outfits back with Kelly when she returns and I will inform Lidia of her uniform change. I am sure she will be relieved to get out of her pants as well. Now we should get going Kelly if we are to get all this done before dinner. I think you should be getting to that shower Brian as it will take some time to get all that hair before tomorrow," Ms. Dunterbaum said matter of factly. Before Kelly left she set me up in the bathroom with some liquid hair remover and a washcloth. This wasn't the first time I had taken all the hair off my legs, so no, it wasn't going to take all that long. However it would be the first time I had worn shorts out with my legs bare. I took a shower first then afterwards got on with the hair removal process. I was just coming out of the bathroom in my underwear when Kelly returned with some clothes over her arms. She whistled at me, then came over and gave me a passionate kiss while running her free hand down my leg. "Good girl all nice and smooth. Come into the bedroom and let me show you what pretty things I brought home for my girl to wear," she teased. I followed her into the bedroom; she laid some clothes on the bed then proceeded to hang up a light brown skirt suit with a cream colored shirt. "Uh I didn't agree to wear that," I asked "No silly that's for me for tomorrow" She said frankly. "Oh sexy," I teased back at her "Yes well you will look pretty tomorrow too," she said smiling as she gave me a little peck on the cheek. Then she proceeded to hold up each piece of clothing and go through it. "This white blouse seems to be made of something lighter, even if it is long sleeve, and I know you will just love how it feels. Again it doesn't get tucked in and it flairs at the bottom just a little. Now these shorts should come to your mid thigh, they seem thin and much cooler than those pants, so that should be nice. Oh and the shoes are white canvas shoes which should also be cooler on your feet, but I saved the best part for last sweetie," she explained with a growing smile. She held up a pair of ankle cut hose with a lacey wavy trim around the ankle. "Oh my god, I can't wear those, I mean come on, they don't have one pair of white socks in this whole place? You have got to be kidding me," I retorted sitting down on the bed. "Apparently not dear, even a lady in the garden should still be a lady. That's what Ms. Dunterbaum quoted me as to what Ms Sherrim said. So my girl gets to wear her lace," she teased even more. "Seriously, I can't wear those." I crossed my arms over my chest. "Why not, you have never had a problem wearing anything girly till now, and you have worn a lot more than this, many times," she whispered in my ear as she sat down next to me on the bed. "Besides who is going to see you but the people who know you have been wearing women's clothing already. It's not like they have a lot to offer you as an alternative. You're not going to be able to keep wearing black pants in this heat and we don't even have our first pay checks yet. We don't have the money to go somewhere and buy you anything even remotely close. We certainly don't have the time to get it buy tomorrow either. You know dang well that we have spent plenty of time with you fully dressed as a woman around the house when it was just us. You didn't have a problem then. You also know as well as I do, if I could get you a job in the office with me where you could dress all the time you would do it in a heartbeat. So why should a little pair of ankle socks matter? The real issue, is you're worried about how someone is going to perceive you as a male. When the reality is you would love to live as a female all the time. How does this make any sense?" Kelly said sympathetically. She sat on my lap taking my head in both of her hands kissing me passionately. When she pulled back she looked me straight in the eyes. "You have the chance to dress like a woman and no one will think it is out of the ordinary, no one will care. How long have you wanted that, enjoy it. I love you; I want you to enjoy it." She leaned her head against mine when she whispered the last part. "I love you too Kelly, I am going to look pretty in my ankle hose aren't I?" "Yes you are baby," she said kissing me again. We made love for the second time in our apartment that night. I didn't care if we were quiet. Chapter 11 Wednesday morning saw both of us up and showered in plenty of time. She handed me some lotion to rub all over my legs before I got dressed, while she finished getting ready. I noticed it had a faint floral smell to it. I just shook my head. By the time I got done she was already dressed and watching me as she leaned on the dresser. Damn she looked good in that outfit and I loved the way it showed off her legs. She asked me if I liked and did a few poses for me. Oh I approved whole heartedly. "Maybe if you're a good girl I will get you one of your own, would you like that?" she teased me. "Oh I definitely would," I replied smiling. "Well you know how you could be an extra good girl today?" she asked leaning into me. "Oh how's that?" I inquired. She quickly pulled out a pair of panties from behind her back "Embrace your woman and wear these for me today. It will be the first day you get to work wearing nothing but women's clothes," she pleaded mischievously. I took them hesitantly. They were a solid light pink that covered my entire butt, so I wouldn't leave a tell tale panty line. Just a little lace around the waist was all the decoration they had. "I don't know, what if someone were to see them," I tried in vain. "Oh you dropping your shorts for someone I should know about?" she scolded playfully. "Ha! No sweetie, you are the only girl for me." I smiled kissing her. "And you are my girl, now be a good girl and were your panties for me." She kissed me back. About that time she noticed the clock. She jumped up and ran off to finish her make up before she was late. I got dressed for the day, white blouse, tan shorts over pink panties, white ankle hose with a lacey trim and white canvas shoes. Yep I was fully clothed as a woman, and I loved it. Kelly and I managed to make it out the door on time, where we met Lidia waiting in the hallway again. Lidia was wearing an outfit matching mine, right down to her lacey ankle hose. She and Kelly greeted each other cheerily. Then Kelly gave me a big kiss on the lips goodbye. Lidia and I waved goodbye and headed off to start working. "Wow I am glad you changed your mind about the uniform, I thought I was going to die in those pants," Lidia said seriously. "Yeah that makes two of us," I replied as we made our way outside. "So what's your favorite part of the uniform? I just love these socks," she teased me in a fake dainty voice. "Oh" I chortled. "You'd better be nice to me. Or like, I might forget like, everything I learned and stuff," I said in my best valley girl impression, I even tilted my head and got a stupid look on my face. Lidia busted out laughing. "Ok, ok truce, if you only knew how many girls I had to cure of the fear of dirt. You would take pity on me," she said still giggling. We made our way out to work in the yard again, this time digging around the trees and surrounding them with mulch. We made pretty good progress and it was hot outside. But I kept pretty cool in my outfit despite the heat and I almost made it to lunch before I realized I was still wearing the lipstick from Kelly's goodbye kiss. Lidia laughed again when she saw me wiping it off with my hand. "Aww and here I thought you would make it to lunch with you pretty lipstick on. I am sure I can find you more if you need some after lunch," she teased me giggling again. "O..M..G!! I like, totally forgot what I was like, going to tell you and stuff," I replied in my returned valley girl voice. "Ok, ok you win," she chuckled with her hands up in mock surrender. The same routine with the girl approaching and Lidia meeting her halfway was how our lunch got delivered. Lunch time came and went without a sign of Ms. Dunterbaum or anyone else for that matter. Lidia and I chatted about different things. She told me some about the school and the class rotation schedules, which is why the front yard would be empty this afternoon while we worked in it. She told me to just keep my head down if anyone passed by and no one would be the wiser. All the while we talked she kept looking at me kind of strange, I didn't think anything of it until I went to get up. I spent the lunch sitting on my hip, with my feet together and tucked up to one side of me, A very feminine posture to say the least, Lidia said nothing to my relief. So after lunch we loaded up our tools and headed out on the far side of the front lawn. We were working on one of the few flower beds, spreading mulch around the flowers and such. We were down on our knees trying to get the mulch spread evenly, had to be careful so you didn't crush the flowers. When I heard the distinct sound of clicking heels headed our way. I thought Ms Dunterbaum had come to check on me. "Shit!" Lidia whispered forcefully. "Keep you head down and don't say anything, and keep working. She likes her girls, quiet and focused on their work," Lidia whispered quickly. I put my head down and didn't look behind me. I leaned out over the flower bead away from the approaching heels, and Lidia did the same, when I heard another pair of heels clicking quickly to catch up. Then they both stopped when they arrived behind us. "The yard seems presentable but still has room for improvement," a new voice said. "Thank you Ms Sherrim. It is the scheduled work for this week. I would be happy to show you the rest of the scheduled projects around the school if you just follow me." It was Ms. Dunterbaum's voice. "I am quite capable of showing my self around, thank you. Be careful with those flowers girls they crush easily." Lidia and I both nodded our heads without turning around. Casting quick glances at each other and trying not to laugh. "That's its girls, yes delicate hands.." She never finished. "Ms Dunterbaum! I know we are teaching girls to be self reliant, but are we not creating ladies as well" Ms. Sherrim's voice was thick with shock. "This young ladies pretty pink panty is hanging out for the entire world to see!" Ms Sherrim's said in a scandalous tone. I froze, my face immediately turned a bright red, and I could feel the heat in it. A quick glance at Lidia biting her lip to keep from laughing, told me she had not worn pink panties today. "Stand up at once and make yourself proper, young lady!" Ms Sherrim commanded. This was it, I was busted, and I couldn't explain this. I was sure to be fired and Kelly too, that last part nearly broke my heart. I stood up and hung my head in defeat. My face was flaming red as I tried to adjust my shorts and tuck my panties in the back, I pulled down the shirt in a last ditch chance for any dignity. But I couldn't stop the tears from slowly running down my face. Ms. Sherrim came around beside me. I was hunched over and red faced. "Now, now no need to take it that hard dear, a lady isn't made in a day," Ms Sherrim consoled. She lifted my head up with a few fingers under my chin till I was staring straight ahead. I took a shuddered breath as I braced for the revelation in her eyes. Ms Sherrim was in her early seventies I would say. Taller then me in her heels, she appeared thin as a bone in her pale yellow skirt suit, but her hand held strength. Her face was also thin with lines creasing various places, probably from many years of stern looks. She still wore makeup, tastefully applied even if it was out of style. Her eyes were a grey that held power, but she kept squinting as if she were trying to get a good look at me. "Well you weren't blessed with girlish charms, a bit on the boyish side really, but those things can't prevent you from being a lady." She patted my cheek. She turned back to a rather stunned Ms Dunterbaum, I guess she had expected the bomb to drop as well. That's when it occurred to me, Ms Sherrim was far sighted! She couldn't see much of anything up close, that's why she couldn't make out my face. At a distant you probably couldn't tell the difference, given the uniform I blended in, but up close she couldn't see. I blinked back from my thoughts in time to see Ms Dunterbaum had caught the same realization and had recovered herself quickly. "Ms. Dunterbaum I want you to take special care with this young lady. I want to see her at dinner this evening dressed properly and with some instruction on how to be lady. We cannot let ourselves fail in our effort to instill these young women with solid values. I want to see proof she has been instructed in the proper use of makeup as well, the child is hardly wearing any at all. Oh and make sure to trim those eyebrows, very unbecoming," Ms. Sherrim relayed. Maybe she wasn't that far sighted after all. "I want you to personally see to her Ms. Dunterbaum. Lidia can be my escort as I make the rest of my rounds," Ms Sherrim instructed. She then stopped and turned to me. "I don't know your name dear. What ever is it?" She asked me. "Bridget" I said in my best girl voice. I was a little choked up so I hoped that covered. "Pretty name, well we can make you a pretty girl yet dear, don't you worry. I will stop by Bridget's room in two hours and check on your progress. What room is she assigned to? Ms Sherrim continued instructing. "Oh, room 336" Ms Dunterbaum said quickly. "Room 336 it is. Well be about your business. Come on Lidia I want to see what other things have been slipping," Ms Sherrim said as she walked away with Lidia in tow. Chapter 12 Ms. Dunterbaum grabbed me by the hand and hustled me down the sidewalk away from Ms. Sherrim. She was walking with my hand in hers as if she we merely escorting me somewhere, but her grip was like steel and her pace was far to quick. "Don't say a word," she said coolly. I knew she was upset with me, I thought at least Kelly and I would be allowed to leave without a big fuss or scandal. It still hurt to think we would have to move back and give up our independence so quickly, I knew how much Kelly wanted this to work out. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts we reached the outer dorm room door before I realized we weren't headed back to the administration building. We quickly entered and turned to the right leading up a flight of stairs. I tried to keep my head down and my face become red again as I was embarrassed by the whole situation. There were girls everywhere, all bustling back and forth. Most of them were wearing a white shirt, with a black skirt that came to just below their knees. White ankle hose like mine and black Mary Jane shoes. We ascended two flights of stairs and went out through the door marked third floor in stenciled letters. The first door on the right was our stop at a room clearly marked three thirty six in black numbers. She quickly pushed me into the room as she came in and closed the door behind her. The room was painted an extremely pale pink. A twin bed lay against the outer wall, centered just under the window. Its fluffy cover was pale pink that matched the turned down sheets and bed sheet underneath. Two pink pillows with lacey white trim were stacked on one another at the top of the bed. A dresser with three large drawers stood against one wall next to the closet door. The other wall had a desk with four small drawers, two on each side and a large mirror right in the center and a matching chair. A large full mirror stood in the corner against the same wall as the entry door. All the furniture was white with the same pale pink trim leaving no doubt it was a girl's room. Taking in the room, I had forgotten about Ms. Dunterbaum for a moment. I turned around to find her leaning against the door, starring at a spot on the floor with this far away look in her eyes. She started talking, softly thinking out loud. "We'll lose our funding when she finds out, at least until I can be replaced. Ann will survive, but she always did buck the trend. So many girls will have to start again." Her eyes came up to focus on me. She balled her hands into fists and brought them up in front of her like she wanted to strangle me. "What were you thinking!?" She said in exasperated voice. "If it wasn't for the fact that you lased off your facial hair she never would have mistaken you for a gir-." She stopped suddenly and her eyes popped open as if it all finally made sense. Sometimes in stressful situations people just can't wrap their minds around the truth, until it hits them later, right between the eyes. She got this half amused half applauded look on her face. "You're a cross dresser!" She whispered in an amused scandalous tone. "Oh my god, I brought the kid to the candy store. I mean the uniforms were a little prank Lidia and I played on you, we do have bigger sizes and we never thought we would get you into the ankle socks, no wonder it was so easy to get you to shave your legs." She was half talking to me and half to herself. Then her eyes settled back on me and she really took a look at me. Sitting there in my white blouse with my tan shorts, ankle socks with lace, and canvas shoes, and my face all puffy from crying. I looked like an upset girl, with a boy's hair cut. "Wait a minute, why were you crying?" She said with a perplexed look on her face. "Because I know how much Kelly liked it here, and it was finally a chance for her to get ahead. Now we are going to have to give up everything we gained with this place, all because of me. I have cost the one I love a chance at something better, wouldn't you cry?" I said in a small voice sitting down on the bed. Ms. Dunterb