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Chapter 5 The subway ride home for Jason was an unexpected challenge. Daniel and Charlotte had told him that the physical change which he had accomplished was nothing at the challenge of unlearning 20 some years of gender specific behaviour. Aware of the challenge ahead, they suggested to him to embrace being feminine as much as possible. Changing in and out of male and female roles would leave him confused at times and potentially acting inappropriately. Best to maintain a female persona for as long and as often as possible. So with the other dresses and all necessary makeup in tow, Jason decided to take the subway home in his new black dress. He didn't need to take the subway, he could easily afford not to, but he had always enjoyed riding it and today would be no different. And he began to understand what they had meant. Standing on the platform he felt that he was being watched, not in a paranoid way, rather like he was being admired. Even getting to the subway had been difficult, this was his first time walking in heels, and although only a couple of short blocks, he had nearly fallen twice. On the subway itself he soon learned the necessity of crossing his legs in such a dress as seemingly every man had an interest in seeing up the narrow confines of the dress. At home Jason finally started to peel off the various layers. The dress was carefully hung up and his under clothes placed away separately. Still the words of Daniel and Charlotte didn't fully sink in, he was relishing his return to his male form, fingernails and long hair aside. It took him the better part of an hour to get the makeup off his face, just when he thought he was done he found another corner with foundation, or crease of his lip with the red lipstick still glaring. So as he finally lay down to sleep he thought to himself of the strange sacrifice which he was making yet decided it was worth it to the girls. They had been through so much and if this was what would make them happy then so much the better. Jason's next coherent thought was the phone ringing. A quick glance at the clock confirmed the expected, Jason had slept in well past when he had thought. Jason was a driven man both in his work and in his other passions, and so days off from work rarely meant sleeping in. Yet here it was, 5 minutes to noon, when he had promised Ryan that he was going to be at the studio for the first run through at 10 am. The voice on the other end of the phone line was none other than his soon to be dance partner. He had been waiting around for the two hours, but had to go out, so he suggested they just meet later around three. This gave Jason a few hours to get ready and get over there. Despite having sat through the long transformation process, Jason understood little of what as required to get himself ready. He debated whether or not to give it a shot himself and try to make himself up. But having slept through a large portion of the process the previous night, he decided against it. Instead he decided to call Daniel and Charlotte and book another session for the coming night, when he would pay much closer attention. Still he didn't feel like going outside with the aspects of femininity so prominent. So he tied his hair back in a ponytail and tucked it into his shirt. The fake nails that Daniel and Charlotte had put on were basically invisible. Sure his fingernails were a bit longer than usual but nothing extravagant, and the clear polish also drew little attention. He found himself at the studio about an hour early, which he figured he would need to get used to dancing wearing heels. The heels which he was going to have to wear were nothing challenging, despite their high heels, dancer's shoes were relatively easy to wear. The heel itself was thicker, and the shoe itself was designed for function as much as fashion. Remembering back to the high heels from the previous night, these shoes almost made his feet feel comfortable. But upon taking his first dance moves he understood why these shoes were more comfortable. It occurred to him that the sky high heels that some women wore were intended essentially for use in one plane, women's feet basically went from front to back in them and rarely from side to side. Dancing of course required a great deal of lateral movement and so this was going to be a challenge. Just practicing some basic moves by himself three or four times led to three or four falls or near falls. When Ryan finally arrived he was both happy and nervous to see Jason. He didn't care much what he looked like, he was more concerned with whether Jason could pull off the dancing, and overcoming the awkwardness of what they were going to undertake. And so after talking their way through the dance moves for a few minutes they eventually decided to take the plunge and start dancing together. The three dances they would dance were all not really related, but basic partner movement was an important step in order to achieving this. The dance frames themselves would change between the dances, and so for now the two of them worked with a basic dance frame and just got used to the movement. Jason had obviously never danced as anything but the lead before and so it took some getting used to for the position of his hands. Also the form of movement was bizarre, following proved difficult after so many years telling the partner where to go. Still there was a reason why Jason had been chosen and his dance knowledge soon became apparent with the ease at which he grasped the movements. After all everything was essentially backwards and after wrapping his head around that everything else became clear. After a couple of hours of practice the two of them retired to check out the tapes. A week or two ago they had been picking up on small details, the position of hands, the out-turning of feet, but now they had to start all over again with any appreciation for the basics. They both made a list of things that both would have to work on, and then Jason headed out for his rendezvous with Daniel and Charlotte. Daniel and Charlotte were happy to see him back so soon. Their usual clientele was usually a young transgendered man taking off on his first steps towards femininization or a closeted husband escaping for a weekend to live out his fantasies. They liked Jason's story though as they themselves felt like they were part of the competition. This time Jason had asked to come much earlier and potentially stay much later. He wanted to get the makeup process down so that he could do it himself. He paid attention meticulously the first time they went over his face. He paid attention to the blending of foundation and powder, the application of eye shadow to create the effects which he had never really paid attention to very much before. He even saw how putting on lipstick which he had seen women do numerous times was not as easy as it looked. So after walking him through the process a few times, Daniel and Charlotte were happy to see that he was grasping the basics. Again made up, Jason got back into his black dress, this time with mostly his own doing. It was later than usual for closing, almost midnight but Jason transformation was once again complete. As he was heading out the door, Charlotte asked if he would like to join them for a drink at one of the local gay bars. Jason agreed. As they sat down inside Jason immediately began to feel as though there were some ulterior motive at play here. And in fact there was one. Before the drinks arrived, Jason had surveyed the place, it was a mellow mostly quiet place for people to talk and not to yell. It had seemingly housed the entire cross section of the gay community, lesbians were mingling amongst some drag queens and gay men all over the venue were looking for some meaningful conversation. Daniel and Charlotte seemed out of place in Jason's mind. To be honest Jason had many preconceptions about the gay community, and he had never expected a male hairdresser and makeup artist to be as buff and handsome as Daniel was. Charlotte next to him looked completely convincing as a female, and the two of them could have just as easily been sitting in a regular bar without anyone suspecting their true identities. "So Jason," asked Charlotte, "how do you find it so far?" "Its pretty challenging, to be honest, learning all new dance moves, while at the same time taking on completely new identity," answered Jason. "Well," Charlotte added, "in this venture consider yourself gifted, I have a lot of friends that fought through years of plastic surgeries and pain to achieve a feminine look, but for you it seems to come naturally. Don't get me wrong, you are a good looking guy, but the transformation process is easy with you, you have a lot of characteristics which lend themselves easily to looking like a woman." "Thanks," replied Jason. "But," interjected Daniel, careful to put emphasis on the first word to emphasize its importance, "being a convincing woman is about attitude not appearance. Look at those lesbians over there in the corner, they are dressed basically as men and maintaining a man's role in the proceedings. This is their lifestyle, just as the rather flamboyant guys at the bar are just being themselves. And it comes naturally to them, because this is who they are. You one the other hand are not a hot young dance champion, ready to tear up the dance floor in her dresses and heels. You are an impostor. You never had any interest to do anything like this before, if you had we would have met long ago. If you are going to pull this off, you need to embrace an aspect of femininity alien to you. You can't just pretend to be a woman, you need to be a woman. We told you this last night, hoping that you might realize it was true, but we didn't think it would sink in. We thought you would get to this dance competition and despite your best efforts end up being nothing more than a man in a woman's costume. So we were overjoyed when you called back today. You apparently want to make a serious attempt at this." "Well I do," Jason replied, "I owe it to the girls." With Daniel's long diatribe over Charlotte jumped in, "Well it won't be easy, I can tell you. I first started dressing as a woman when I was ten. I remember vividly sneaking into my mom's drawers and pulling out a pair of plain nude pantyhose. When I felt them on my legs I knew that my gamble had been worth it. I knew that this is who I was. But being my true self meant was not possible at the time and it meant living a lie. I have had to fight hard to become the woman that I am and paid a heavy price. And while my story is not similar to most women, the women that I have opened up to sympathize with me for living a double life. My story of womanhood is not much different from that of a high school girl sleeping with a boy because she thinks it is the only way that he will notice her, or conversely girls so repressed of their own sexuality that they only discover themselves in their 30s or 40s as a woman. Being a woman is nothing like being a man, it requires a life of acting in a way that is uncomfortable." "I can appreciate that," said Jason, still not entirely sure where they were going with this, "but what are you guys getting at." "The one thing that most guys fear, Jason" said Daniel conviction is his voice so that Jason knew this was meant to be the focal point of the discussion, "Commitment. If you want to pull this off Charlotte and I feel that you need to immerse yourself in this. Half measures won't matter. Don't get us wrong we are not recruiting for our side, we don't care if you never wear a dress again after the competition, but we feel like we are part of this now and if you are going to do this you need to become a woman, not just act like one." The silence which sat over the table was there for a reason, Daniel and Charlotte wanted Jason to think about this, Jason knew this and so considered what they had said. "If you guys feel this to be true," he finally replied, "then what do I have to do?" "We can make a few suggestions," said Daniel, "and help you to implement them, however, unfortunately the thing which this requires the most is that thing that we all love and all hate, the money to implement this." "Money is not an issue," quickly retorted Jason, partially out of pride and partially out of fact, "but what do you have in mind? I am not undergoing any surgeries for this." "Surgeries? Good god no," said Charlotte, "like we said we don't want you on our side of the sexual equation, just living like a woman will require some of the finer touches in life. Anyway no surgeries would heal sufficiently in less than than four weeks for you to compete. So depending on your level of commitment, we can help you accordingly. Of course we will do with you what we can no matter how much you put in." Jason's business sensibilities kicked in. "So put a dollar value on it, what are we talking about?" "It all depends, as much as you want put into it. We will help accordingly," replied Daniel. "How about fifty thousand?" offered Jason with complete sincerity. This money was nothing to him, with over two millions in savings. The other two didn't take this as lightly as he did though. The two of them almost choked on their drinks. "Wow!" said Daniel. "We were thinking along the lines of several hundred or maybe a thousand at most. I don't think we could even spend that much money to do this." "Well, like you said, let's do this correctly. I don't know what you have in mind, but let's do it right." said Jason, "I know you are busy with your business Daniel, but maybe I could hire on Charlotte as an assistant for the next 4 weeks or so, so she can teach me as much as I need to know. What do you think Charlotte, does ten thousand sound about right in compensation for four weeks of work?" "Uh ... I ... uh yeah I guess that would be more than enough," Charlotte said dumbfoundedly, "but what would you be expecting out of me?" "I think you have the idea backwards my dear, what would you be expecting out of me?" Jason finished. The three parted ways soon after that. Jason told Daniel and Charlotte that they were welcome to the spare bedroom in his penthouse apartment whenever they needed, and so they agreed to meet again the next morning. It was getting late and Jason had agreed to meet with Charlotte the next morning at 8 at his apartment so he took a taxi home. The ride proceeded in complete silence. Despite his feminine appearance, Jason felt that his voice was a dead giveaway and so hesitated from saying anything. Nonetheless he had the feeling this was about to change. After quickly undressing and cleaning off his face, Jason got to bed. He would need his rest short as it was going to be tonight. Charlotte was due at 8 and he was meeting Ryan at noon for more rehearsal, this time more intense and longer. Chapter 6 Charlotte was right on time at 8. She showed up dressed rather casually, but it still surprised Jason so much how much she looked like a woman, after having spend the majority of her life as a man. She seemed a little at odds with what to do with herself. For she was being paid by Jason essentially to be his boss for the coming weeks. He got down to business quickly. "So what's the first step?" "Well," replied Charlotte, "Daniel and I made a quick list yesterday, first of all have you eaten breakfast yet?" "No, not yet," replied Jason. "Good, I will take care of that," said Charlotte, "why don't you go get cleaned up and I will get some ready for us, and then we will talk." "Sure thing," said Jason as he made his way hurriedly to the bathroom. When he came out he saw a breakfast unlike the ones he was used to, usually a deep bowl of cereal would suffice or on a weekend maybe a plate of heavier foods, but here was a bowl of plain yogurt with some rather simple cereal sprinkled on top. "Women always have to be concerned with their figure, shall we sit?" she said in a way which she had decided would be most effective in the coming weeks, instructive while leaving the option to Jason for action. "Sure," he said, "so ... the list?" "The list." she replied, "Keep in mind this is what Daniel and I thought of which would be best for you. And everything on the list is not for your eyes, so I would ask you not to look at it please." "Of course not," replied Jason. "OK then, number one, your name," she said. "It obviously can't be Jason. You are free to choose your own name, but I do have a recommendation, being a man or a woman doesn't fundamentally change who you are as a person, it changes your behaviors and your appearance. So while you are undergoing a change of sorts, I might recommend a name close to your own." "And so if you don't mind me asking," asked Jason, "what did you used to be known as?" "Not at all, I was known as Charles before," replied Charlotte. "Ah I see," said Jason, "I can see where you are coming from, but Charlotte is basically the feminine version of Charles, there is no such feminine version of Jason. So how about something similar? Hmm..." Jason thought for a moment. "My middle name is David, so when I was a kid people used to call me J.D. So how about Jade?" "Jade sounds great," replied Charlotte. "I think it suits you well." "So number one out of the way, what's next?" asked Jason ready to get started on the next item on the checklist. "Not so fast," replied Charlotte, "this may seem like an obvious point but you need to become Jade. You are not Jason for the rest of the next four weeks, you are Jade. Everything which you do will be Jade, not Jason. So tell me, what's your name?" "Jade," she responded, as the first step of her temporary transformation was complete. "Good," replied Charlotte, "now for the next several hours, basically until you have to leave for dance practice, we will work on your voice. It made seem difficult at first but getting a more feminine voice is actually pretty easy it just requires some practice. And I encourage you to talk this way as much as possible, no matter how awkward it feels." "Certainly," replied Jade, trying to get ahead of the game by trying to answer in a more feminine way. The two spent the next three hours before Jade had to leave practicing vocal techniques. Jade had to get used to speaking an octave higher, which required her to clench her throat much more. Also Charlotte tried to teach her a more melodious rate and to put in a tiny bit of sexy breathiness. Before leaving Jade left Charlotte enough money to accomplish what she wanted and let her know how to access more if she needed. Still lacking any other clothing, Charlotte insisted that Jade wear her black dress to the practice there. Charlotte also told Jade to expect some more feminine workout clothes the next day, but for today to choose something more neutral. Jade took a cab back to the studio, and this time felt confident enough in her voice, even with only a few hours of practice, to exchange a few words with the cab driver The practice sequence went a lot more smoothly today. Although they spent a lot more time and did more advanced moves, they were both a lot more comfortable. Jade told Ryan she was to be referred to as a female at all times, and the clear gender delineation actually seemed to help. Plus having watched the tapes from the previous day helped Jade identify some problems with her movement. A bit more swaying of the hips, a bit more slinkiness and a little less rigid frame. But Jade knew all the moves, it was more of a matter of picking up on the finer details of female movement. And so after watching the tapes again, Jade headed home after seven hours in the studio. Jade wasn't really used to female clothing, but wearing the same black dress every time was becoming tedious for her. Women had some more comfortable clothes and there was no reason to always to be made up so much. Jade hoped that at the very least that Charlotte had found her something new to wear. The ride home was routine though this time she felt more confident talking with the taxi driver. Stepping out of the cab and ready to go inside she wondered what Charlotte had planned for the night ahead. As she stepped into her apartment she felt like walking into a different place. Though the same furniture and fixtures remained without even examining the interior it immediately had a more feminine feel. Gone from the coffee table were the issues of sports magazines, and in their place was Cosmopolitan, Glamour, Vogue, Elle and a few others. The DVD collection had mostly been removed and replaced with romantic comedies and dramas. The kitchen appeared the same except in the food which was available, the fridge had mostly been cleared out and replaced with light healthy alternatives. In the midst of her exploration Jade had failed to notice Charlotte's absence until she came out of Jade's bedroom. "There you are," said Charlotte, "long day of practicing I guess." "My feet are killing me," said Jade. "Ah, spoken like a true woman," replied Charlotte. "I like what you have done with the place, but did any of your preparations involve any new clothing for me? I'm not wearing this black dress anymore, it's wearing me," asked Jade. "Well you should check out your closet and chest of drawers," said Charlotte. "I spent a bit of money today, well more than a bit to be honest. For now all of Jason's clothes are in my room, which is completely off limits until Daniel comes to pick them up tomorrow. You can have them back when we are done of course." "So can I go have a look?" asked Jade. "Of course, its your stuff after all," answered Charlotte. Jade walked into her room, the interior of which she saw had been made much more feminine. But most of all she was curious to see what was in her drawers and closet, but she soon discovered it was not a matter of what they contained, rather what they didn't. There was almost every conceivable piece of woman's clothing at her disposal. Her closet was stocked full of skirts, jeans, dresses, shirts, blouses, scarves and everything else which the mind could imagine. At the base lay a selection of shoes, from sporty but sexy running shoes, to sky high stiletto heels and knee high boots. One of her drawers contained a wide collection of lingerie including camisoles and a silk teddy, another contained a selection of bras, yet another a wide selection of pantyhose, and yet another enough panties to last through the month. "I have bought too much I am sure, but we didn't have time for you to come with me to try everything on, so if you do it now, I can return the rest tomorrow," Charlotte said to break the silence. Jade set straight to work, and although not having been there to choose the items most of them fit well. After all Daniel and Charlotte had all of the measurements from the initial session and Charlotte had a good eye for sizes. As Jade tried on her clothing Charlotte realized that she had never really explained what to do about her bulge. After an explanation all of her clothing started to look better on her. Charlotte explained that the following day for dance practice she should take a form fitting t-shirt and some tight shorts to wear along with her heels. It would help her to create the illusion in her own mind. As for tonight, Jade was instructed to choose some sleepwear and put it on. She chose some French cut panties and a see through camisole. It was late so Jade headed to bed, her first night as Jade. She awoke the next morning and saw that Charlotte was already awake and ready for some breakfast. They had decided to go out this morning to a local caf?. Jade had missed the comfortable feel of jeans and so found one of the new pairs and found a funky top to match with it. The usual process of creating the illusion of cleavage and makeup was becoming a bit faster, but she still required more time than most women. She chose a pair of red five inch stiletto sandals to go with her jeans, a nice feminine touch. Charlotte also noted how before going to bed last night that Jade had painted her toenails and complimented her for it. Jade for her part wanted to show that she was trying and appreciated Charlotte's help even though she was being reimbursed for it. Breakfast passed with very little fanfare, which was a big deal for Jade. She still wasn't sure if the men were looking at her or looking through her, but she was starting to get convinced that she was more and more convincing. Chapter 7 Two weeks had passed. Jade had been getting right into her dancing but there was now only a bit more than ten days remaining. Still she had been doing as much as she could in and out of class to make this work. In class she practiced methodically, and when she could practice no more she and Ryan studied. When she was out of class she had a specialized workout to enhance feminine features on her body, she spent all her time with Charlotte learning new aspects of femininity, and almost everywhere she went was in 5 inch stilettos in one form or another. After all the practice tonight was time for a dress rehearsal. Heidi had been out of the hospital for about a week now, and although still on crutches she insisted on coming to watch the first attempt at pulling off the long sought after victory. Daniel and Charlotte were invited as well. Seeing as they were relatively uninformed in dance, they were looking for more of the female to male relationship aspect. Ryan and Jade started with the tango, and although it was the most revealing, Jade wore it well. Her movements seemed authentic. The tango is designed to pour passion on the dance floor and Jade exaggerated movements and sensuality provided all the flame that was required. After a brief intermission for Jade to change makeup and her dress, they showed off the waltz. The pair of dancers proved adept to change in style and pace, gone was the sensual stance of the tango to be replaced with the structured stance of the waltz, and although both had just danced the tango, they succeeded in creating the air of a heavenly dream. Another costume and makeup change led to the jive. This more playful dance, was actually the hardest to choreograph. The other required work relatively close to the floor, but this involved a lot of jumps and flips for both dancers. They had initially been concerned about whether Jade might pop out from one place or another on this routine, but after finishing everything seemed to be fine. After a mild round of applause from the spectators, the two of them sought some feedback. "I love the routines," said Heidi. "You guys look as good as we did before, at least in my mind's eye." "I can't speak from a technical aspect," said Daniel, "but very entertaining. And Jade looked convincing throughout for sure." "Some hearty praise," replied Ryan, "any criticisms?" The three spectators looked at one another. There seemed to be some understanding between them, but it was Charlotte who voiced it, "I think the three of us picked up on something, and I can say this that if I noticed then surely Heidi did as a dance expert, and if I did then certainly so did my wonderful lover ... there was no connection between you. And if I might offer my opinion, I don't think its Jade's fault, she lay her heart out there. It seems to be you, Ryan. You seem to be distracted by knowing what is really at play here and not buying into your own illusion. You have worked hard from a technical standpoint, but when you consider what Jade has done outside of the studio, you can see clearly that you are resisting her efforts." The other two stated their agreement. "So what to do then?" asked Ryan. "We only have ten days left." "Well, your lack of belief in the illusion begs the question, Ryan. How much time have you spent with Jade outside the studio?" asked Heidi. "Uh ... well none really. We usually meet here and then she leaves when she is done. I do have other things to do here," Ryan said "Whoah, easy Ryan! No one is accusing you of anything. Only that you need to be exposed to Jade outside of the confines of these walls, said Daniel, "Might I suggest some extracurricular activity?" "Uh sure, but what do you have in mind?" replied Ryan too quickly to realize that he might not want to know the answer. "For instance, Charlotte and I have a few extra tickets to a retro party at the Avalon tomorrow night. Maybe a bit of fun with some less structured dancing might be the solution to it?" asked Daniel. "Sounds like fun," answered Jade, "a day's break away from the dance studio would be helpful I think as well. Maybe we should all just reconvene tomorrow night." "Sounds great," said Heidi, "I could use a night out as well. As long as you guys don't mind being slowed down by the crutches?" Everyone seemed to look at Ryan at once, as he still hadn't indicated his intentions for the following evening. As a reply to Heidi's question he offered, "Not at all," and the plans were set. Chapter 7 The day away from the studio was a slow and lazy one for Charlotte and Jade. Without dance occupying most of the day, they spent a majority of it shopping. Jade wasn't really in need of anything, soon the ten days would be up and she would be back to her old life. So as an added bonus to Charlotte for all of her hard work she decided to take her shopping for whatever she wanted. Hours passed in clothing stores, shoe stores and lingerie stores. By now Jade was habituated to wearing her heels for extended periods, and all the practice in her sky high stilettos helped her out with her dance shoes. Still as the two of them got back to the condo, they both took some much needed rest. A night of partying ahead would mean some more fatigue tomorrow as well as some added strains from the alcohol. And after intending to only shop for Charlotte, Jade had ended up buying a dark blue sequined minidress. Other than her bra, her panties, her shoes, some modest nighttime makeup and some large enough hoop earrings she would not be wearing anything else. Charlotte and Jade were to be joined by Daniel at the condo, and Ryan and Heidi would going to meet them there. Ryan seemingly still had a thing for Heidi. He did not express it outright, but his behaviour always changed when she was around, and so offering her a ride was another attempt at chivalry which he had hoped might help to win her over. The five of them met outside. The Avalon was one of those bars that exploded in popularity for four or five months and then disappeared overnight, but it was still at its zenith of popularity and it was the place to be seen, whether straight or gay. As it turned out the main bouncer, Simon, was a friend of Daniel's, they didn't mention how, but Charlotte insinuated they were former lovers. This meant skipping the line was a done deal, and access to the VIP room for Heidi to rest her legs comfortably was assured. They sat perched above the dance floor, where the music was not too loud that they couldn't talk over it. After a few rounds of drinks Charlotte and Jade couldn't wait to get on the dance floor. As they left, Daniel marveled at them. He had always know he was gay, but after meeting Charlotte he knew there was something seductive about the female form, even if an illusory form. But watching the two of them walk off, he knew that he would never be attracted to either one of them unless he knew what lay beneath. They looked as much like women and Charlotte had accomplished much in creating Jade in the previous three weeks. As they hit the floor, the two of them started to draw a crowd of eager dance partners. For her part Jade was not used to wearing higher narrower heels to dance, especially in such a chaotic environment, but thinking back to her ballet training as a child made the heels almost arbitrary as she essentially just danced on the tips of her feet. "Why don't you head down and keep an eye on the women, Ryan?" suggested Daniel. "I'll stay here and keep Heidi company." "Sure, see you soon," Ryan replied Ryan was a decent enough dancer that he understood the movement of any dance well enough, even if he rarely went to a dance venue such as this one. With a couple of drinks in him he felt confident enough to maybe even dance with Jade and break down whatever barriers he had with her even more. After he made his way to the dance floor, the two women greeted him, and they roughly started dancing together in a loose three way circle. "It's good to see him loosen up with her," said Heidi. "I think its you he's after though," replied Daniel. "Oh I know. He's been after me for months, trying to get closer to me, saying it will add strength to the relationship," said Heidi. "So you don't believe him then?" enquired Daniel. "Oh no, I do," replied Heidi. "So you're just not attracted to him then?" asked Daniel not sure where this conversation was going. "You could say that," replied Heidi, "I'm a lesbian." This was finally somewhat clearer to Daniel. She continued, "I thought dance classes would be a good place to meet women, seems like the type of thing a lot of women show up to and very few men. But I really started to enjoy it, so when he offered free lessons in return for being his partner how could I say no? I don't see why my sexuality should be a factor in accepting his offer. Anyway I finally told him tonight on the car ride over here." Daniel couldn't help but agreeing. Gay people did often face a lot of stigma in their lives, and if she wanted to keep this her secret then she was welcome to do so. Still a sort of long silence fell over them, telling them that the conversation was over, without the right time having passed for a new conversation to start. Daniel stared at the dancefloor. What he would see next would be a vivid moment and immediately brought him out of his drunken euphoria. For while he and Heidi had been talking, a chain reaction of trouble had started on the dancefloor. Another guy had started dancing over closer to Jade, and not wanting to stop either one of their fun, Ryan had let him dance over towards her so they could dance together. Turning his back momentarily towards her he focused his attention to Charlotte. The two of them danced for several moments, before Ryan noticed Charlotte's eyes go wide, and a scream from behind him from Jade. "Let me go!" was answered by, "Fucking shemale slut, you think its right to come out here and try to fool us real men. How about I cut your balls off, maybe then I would let you suck my dick!" Before Jade had a chance to reply, Ryan's arm shot out to where this asshole was holding Jade and he got her free. The unknown assailant turned and belted Ryan in the mouth, and would have done more if Simon hadn't interjected. Any other attempts at violence towards Ryan were met by this wall of muscle, who had a couple of his friends come over and tend to vacating him from the premises while maintaining the distance from Ryan. "Show this asshole our meaning of courtesy," Simon said, which was unspoken bouncer lingo around this place for exiting him from the place head first, regardless of what physical barriers stood in his way. Simon then helped Daniel up who was bleeding from a cut lip, and led him out the back way with Jade and Charlotte following along. "You're a lucky man," Simon said. "We usually don't differentiate between fighters in here. The person throwing the punch isn't always the person who should be. But your friends of Daniel's so I will let you guys get up to the private office and get cleaned up before you head back downstairs whether you want to stay or not." In the upstairs room with its one way mirror overlooking all, Ryan sat down to gather himself for a moment. Charlotte had run downstairs to get some ice, and Jade decided to stay with Ryan to keep him company. "Some evening this turned out to be huh?" asked Charlotte "Yeah, not exactly as planned," Ryan replied. "Still thanks all the same for sticking up for me. It was very noble of you, and unfortunately very necessary at that moment," said Jade. "Hey you're my girl right?" Ryan replied. An awkward silence fell between the two of them, Jade wasn't sure what he meant by that and between the alcohol and the fight both of their must have been racing quite a bit. Still her silence served as a prompt for him, and he realized what he had said could be misinterpreted, "Well you know I mean you're my dance partner, and it was the gentlemanly thing to do." Before she could reply Charlotte came in with the ice. She didn't need to reply anyway she was happy with his explanation. Though it had come to such extreme measures for him to admit, she thought that he had broken through the barrier in his mind of how he saw her, and in this most bizarre of thoughts at the most bizarre moments, Jade thought that this incident tonight would help them to win the tournament. "Here you go, you guys." Charlotte said, "The three of us want to know if you want to stay, its turned into kind of a crappy night, but we are also somewhat opposed to letting some asshole ruin it for us. Either way, Simon says we can stay up here as long as we want." "I like your thinking about not letting this jerk ruining our fun," said Ryan, "let me just ice my mouth for a moment or two and I will be down to join you." "Cool," replied Charlotte. "I'll stay here to keep Ryan company Charlotte, you can go back downstairs and hang out with the others." said Jade. Jade stood up to walk Charlotte to the door. Under her breath she whispered "By the way aren't you a little jealous that Simon and Daniel still seem so tight?" A little confused Charlotte looked at her and asked, "What do you mean?" An equally confused Jade responded, "Well because you said they used to be lovers." Charlotte let out a hearty laugh, which seem to relieve some of the tension and stress this event had caused, "You most have heard me wrong dear, I didn't say they were lovers, I said they are brothers, Simon is Daniel's younger brother." Jade let out a laugh of her own now, and told Charlotte they would be down in a few minutes, once they were sure the bleeding had stopped. Jade walked back over to the armchair where Ryan was sitting. Although the chair behind the desk seemed much more comfortable, Ryan had sit down here, to potentially avoid upsetting whoever it was that owned this place. For the first time Jade really took notice of Ryan's face. Although he had just gotten a cut lip, he was still bleeding enough from it to have gotten over different parts of his face. So while he held the ice close to his lip, Jade started to clean up his face with the towel and water that Charlotte had brought up. Unavoidably while doing so their eyes met a few times. As Jade picked the last small specks of blood off his lower lip, he reached his hand up to hers as she finished with his face. She wasn't sure how they had got to this point, but she was sure he was going to kiss her, and she was sure she wasn't going to stop him. Ryan pulled Jade down towards him as their lips inched more closely together, a seemingly long pause proceeded the exact moment before their lips met, but as they did things started to happen at regular speeds again with, his tongue in her mouth and hers in his. She could taste the metallic residue of the blood, but as she reached behind his head to pull him in tighter, he let out a wince of pain. "Sorry, my lip is still pretty sore," he offered as an apology. Jade offered no spoken word as a reply but instead reached down to fell Ryan through his pants. She didn't know what was coming over her or them. She had never thought of this before, never of even having sex with a man let alone as Jade. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe the fact that they had gotten closer over the past month, maybe her going too far in her own feminization, maybe the buildup of stress leading into the competition, or maybe some sort of primal urge because she felt like Ryan had just protected her, but whatever it was she very much desired to have Ryan's penis in her mouth. By stroking him through his pants she could feel him getting harder, and after briefly fumbling with his zipper, she had his stiff rod in front of her. Much like with the seemingly long pause between their lips just moments ago, as Jade looked down at Ryan's penis it seemed to take forever before the tip of her tongue reached the tip of his head, but as soon as it did, she greedily took action. She didn't have much of an idea of what she was doing. Instead she thought of how as Jason she had liked to have it done to herself. And so after no time she had established a natural rhythm, following the traces left by her red lipstick. She was not sure how Ryan was reacting to this, but his hands holding back her hair indicated that he was at least happy enough to let it go on. To say that this wasn't exactly how she thought she would be giving her first blowjob was a bit of an understatement, until minutes ago she had never thought of giving a blowjob at all. But the clarity of the situation allowed her a moment to free her mind. As she kneeled on the ground in front of him, with her hair and hoop earrings taking turns hitting his upper thighs, she realized that he was not all in her mouth. Even after making an effort to fit as much in as possible, it still left some outside. Ryan was well hung, not that you would ever suspect him of it. And while these thoughts went through her head, she felt him start to harden, and she knew what was next. She had been on the giving end of a lot of ejaculations, but being on the receiving end this time she didn't know what to expect. What she hadn't expected the most was the force with which his hot cum was shot into her mouth, so much so that the first drops leaked out the side. Save for these drops though the remainder was promptly swallowed by Jade, both overjoyed and confused by what had just happened. But no sooner had she finished than she heard Charlotte's voice as she peaked through the door, "Are you guys coming back down? Or .. uh .. oh my god ... Sorry!" Jade stood up, now terrified that Charlotte had seen what she had just done. Charlotte stood dumbfounded at the doorway as Jade jetted by her. Ryan yelled out "Jade wait" but his call went unheeded and unanswered, as the head start of time gained by Ryan zipping himself up was all that Jade needed to get downstairs and get to a cab before Ryan could catch up to her. Jade cried for most of the cab ride home, unsure of what she had just done or what it meant. When she got home, she felt like rebelling against Jade and being Jason again, but Charlotte had been so meticulous in her makeover, that not a single piece of Jason's clothes remained in the place. So with no other option, Jade grabbed a pair of French cut panties, the closest she could find to a man's boxers and got ready for bed, intent on only wearing these tonight and of getting her clothes back tomorrow. While she was in the shower she heard the front door click, and knew that Charlotte had come in. Whereas before she was in a hurry to get to bed, now she took her time. Charlotte was going to hit her with some of the same feminization speech, but she didn't want to hear it, not this time. She wanted to think of some short words for her and then to go to bed and welcome Jason back tomorrow. But when she got out of the shower, she found an anti-climax, Charlotte had camped out on the couch to wait for her to come out but had fallen asleep in the process. Jade grabbed a spare blanket and threw it over top of her, before kissing her cheek good night. Jade's alcohol induced slumber lasted less time than she had thought. She woke up shivering after about an hour as she had passed out on top of the covers instead of inside them. She reflexively grabbed for the first available garment, which was her see-through camisole and instinctively threw it on for warmth before retreating underneath the covers. But now she was fully awake and fully aware of what had happened. She saw the clock hit four, five, six and seven a.m. before she finally didn't remember the time again. She fell into a deep sleep. Chapter 8 Ryan for his part was shaken by the events of the evening. They were not entirely undesired by him, except for the fight of course, but he was still severely confused about what was happening between him and Jade. In the back of his mind he thought that this might mean the end of the dance partnership, and the loss in the tournament, which fate seemed to have against him, but this didn't seem to matter anymore. Ryan called off the majority of his dance schedule by emails for the remainder of the next day, save for Jennifer, who had a private booking in the mid-evening to work on her wedding dance, and he proceeded to sleep, much more soundly as it was than Jade half the city away. The actual dance he was in charge of teaching her was a waltz and although the waltz traditionally was danced to classical music, she had decided that their first dance would be danced to one of the old romantic songs from the 1940s. It was actually somewhat of a challenge for Ryan to choreograph as the tempo of the song didn't prove to be a good match for the dance style, and as an added obstacle Jennifer was not particularly adept at dancing, nor was her fianc? particularly keen on practicing with her. This meant that Ryan often had to stand in for him, and sometimes almost quite literally drag her around the dance floor. Despite a long sleep he still felt the effects of the previous night and the three hours he spent with Jennifer exposed his turmoil. As the session ended the two exchanged good night. The tell tale signs of a woman leaving the dance studio were the clicking of their heels in the front hallway. High-heels were not allowed on the dancefloor as they might damage it. The dance shoes had much thicker heels to account for this potential damage. So when he heard Jennifer's heels clicking on the floor in the front hallway, he knew it would only be a second or two later until he heard the door open and close, which it did. Ryan shut off the lights and turned to the open window to look at the street. The dance studio was profitable enough to have a decent enough location, with a fairly busy street below with many stores still open catering to the later shoppers. He often lost himself in the passing by of the city life. Though each specific person had their own story, the combined mass of them took on a life of its own, which he felt comforting to observe. He became lost in his thoughts, he was not sure how but he had fallen in love with Jade in the past weeks. He had attempted to hide his feelings for her. He knew full well that he appeared overly robotic performance at the rehearsal, but it had not been for the same reasons as every had thought. It had been to hide his emotions not because he had any hesitation of dancing with her. He loved how she moved and her fun personality, and it didn't matter to him who she was biologically, he was in love with a woman named Jade, and that is what he knew. But now he was sure that he had lost a partner in Jade and a friend in Jason if nothing more. It only registered barely with him when he heard Jennifer come back in. She had a habit of forgetting things, and despite his and her every effort to ensure she had everything, she almost always came back after a few minutes to pick up whatever she had left. One time her cell phone in the bathroom, another time her subway tokens had fallen out of her wallet and so on. Ryan wasn't sure how much time had passed, he had been looking at the street for what he thought must have been a minute, but for all he know it could have been ten. Anyway he was in no mood to talk to her. Hopefully she would grab whatever she had missed and leave. All the while his gaze was still focused on the street, hopeful that her intrusion would be unnoticed in his deep thought. He heard the end of the clicking of her heels which meant specifically one thing or another. Either she had found what she forgot and was about to go out the door or that she had taken her shoes off to come inside to look here. As if to confirm his worst fears, he saw the door open in the reflection of the part of the window was wasn't opened in front of him. The window was older and the glass didn't reflect well, but he still made out Jennifer clearly in the doorway. He was also in no mood to talk, and bathed in the half darkness he half hoped that Jennifer wouldn't even see him over here. But she clearly did, he heard her footsteps coming towards him. Not wanting in any way to explain to her what he was thinking about or what was happening in his life that would cause him to stare blankly out the window, he quickly thought it better to set her off on a different thought process before she enquired what was making him so down, "What did you forget this time Jennifer?" He was even unsurprised as Jennifer said nothing and instead firmly hugged him from behind, in the kind of way that women can do for men, with her arms running parallel up his chest, and head turned and lying the cheek on his back. It was sort of a mix of a hug and physical support for the person, something he was sure there was some psychological explanation for, even if he didn't know what it was. He was also amazed how women could look right through men's emotions and see what was happening to them inside no matter how big of a wall they tried to put up to hide their emotions. He was sure now that for the whole evening that Jennifer had known that something was wrong and had come back to console him for whatever reason that may be. It was no matter to Ryan, despite the fact that he didn't really want Jennifer to be here, he simultaneously also craved to not be alone in his worried state, and so he welcomed the contact. So they stayed here in this embrace, her arms wrapped around him while his gaze lay firmly on the street, thinking about how to deal with his love for Jade. Finally, and again after a time that seemed like one but could have been as much as ten minutes, her voice broke the long silence. "It's not Jennifer," Jade said. Ryan tuned and stared incredulously at Jade. The very fact that she was here was indication that after she had thought about it, that she felt something for him. And he wasn't specifically in love with Jade, he loved Jason just the same but was overjoyed to see Jade here, dressed as she was, in the tight dress pants she had begun to favour when traveling around the city and a stretchy t-shirt to show off her curves. He couldn't restrain himself from leaning in to kiss her. Jade passionately returned the kiss which the two shared as long as the moment allowed. "I was worried," said Ryan. "So was I," replied Jade, "more like terrified actually. Last night I didn't know what I was doing, I just responded to what my heart was telling me. And when my brain caught up finally I was shocked by what had happened. But as I lay trying to sleep last night I figured that sometimes you have to listen to your heart and not your head. Because I am standing here, in front of you Ryan and its because of you. That's all. Fate gave us Jade and fate put us together, who are we to question otherwise?" "I don't know what to say," replied Ryan, "other than I love you. And maybe I loved you as Jason as we spent those long night s together watching tapes and sharing our passion, and maybe I just needed to Jade to see it." "I love you too," replied Jade, " and I feel like Jason never was, that it was he was just a shell waiting for Jade to arrive." With that, the two of them shared an embrace, not the kind of sexual passion rather one of loving understanding. Buried in his arms, Jade finally asked, "I know that you have been waiting all day for me and even longer really, but can you wait a few minutes more." "Of course ..." replied Ryan. "Ok I will be right back," said Jade. Jade walked back to the main entranceway and closed the door. He could hear some movement and if he knew Jade, like he knew himself, he knew she wanted to dance and was likely putting on her dancing shoes. So in anticipation of sealing the official beginning of their relationship with a first dance he put on his own. Jade soon re-emerged, a bit longer than he had expected, but he could see why. She had changed into her tango dress. Ryan was still amazed how Daniel and Charlotte has been able to create the appearance of cleavage in it, but he noticed one major difference in the unlit studio. Gone were her fishnet tights, replaced by more sensual sheer thigh highs. She hit the remote and Ryan quickly recognized the start of their tango song. Just like in their own routine not a word was spoken, and the two moved to join each other on the dancefloor just as they had practiced many hundred times. But this dance was different. Gone were the reservations of being in each other's arms, whereas before it was a technically perfect dance, this time it wreaked of the sexiness one sees only in the dawn hours of the milongas in Buenos Aires. Unlike before when Ryan's hands went to Jade's legs as part of the routine, this time he wanted to feel what was there. Their lips came tantalizing close to meeting numerous times, not as a rehearsed maneuver to recreate passion for some judges, rather as two people in love tempting and teasing one another. This was a true tango, danced with passion and not technique. The tango like most ballroom dances required the man to lead and the woman to follow, and although a relatively simple maneuver in a sense, the end of their routine had Jade turn around and take the cues for the movement of her legs only from the connection of her arms to her partner's unseen legs behind her. It had required some practice to get right, but by now the two were very comfortable with this movement. The song was now seconds from over, and despite their usual ending, Jade held him here, and whispered, "Make love to me right here." She knew what she was doing, she had positioned herself right next to the ledge at the window and she knew she would feel comfortable here, while the couple made love for the first time on the dancefloor. Ryan was at the very least very aroused, and if he wasn't already hard he very soon would be. "Won't it hurt you?" he asked. "I am ready" was her only response. She had taken a moment to lubricate herself before and although she didn't tell him this he would soon find it out. He unzipped his pants, pushed aside her panties and found her waiting anxiously. This would feel very similar for him, but would be different from any sex she had ever had. He tried to be gentle, pushing in slowing, but it clearly wasn't hitting the right spot as she squirmed for the right position. And then he felt himself inside her, and so did she. She let out a small gasp of air, signaling this wasn't what she had expected, but also giving no signs of wanting to stop. Jade for her part was expecting a small amount of pain the first time he went inside her, but after getting past it, she wanted nothing more than for him to keep going. The work here was mostly Ryan's but as he saw that Jade was enjoying this he started to pump more and more heavily. Jade loved the feeling of him inside her, she imagined that she could feel the shape of his penis with his every thrust. When he stiffened suddenly she knew, just as with the night before that he was ready to cum inside of her. The feeling of his hot load shooting into her carried through her body like an electricity and though not hard and not at all in the frame of mind for an ejaculation, she uncontrollably orgasmed as well. She feared that this pair of panties was likely ruined, the semen stain likely wouldn't come out so easily, but a mental check actually felt no semen there. Was it possible that she orgasmed? She had read that in the Kama Sutra men were trained to control their orgasms and hold them inside. Either way whatever had happened made her feel more and more like a woman than ever. As Ryan lived in the studio as well as instructing there he carried Jade upstairs, where the two fell into sleep for their first night together.