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Chapter 73 I sat in my bed with the comfy pink covers wrapped up around legs. My nightgown, bra and boobs kept me warm enough without the covers as I flipped through the catalog. Setting my alarm an hour early had given me some time to get a look at the dresses at least. Which was easy for me, because so many things just didn't work for me. When your boobs were fake, it really narrowed down the dress selection. Spaghetti strap; out, V-neck; nope, halter top; not happening. I breezed through the tops and settled on something called a bateau neckline. Which was basically a collar bone high, dress top without any sleeves. This one had some awesome scroll work that outlined it and ran across the waist, with a floral motif in the scroll work. Sophisticated and yet still feminine, perfect. Now the hard part was what to put with it on the bottom. Full length skirt; nope not fun enough, swirly skirt; too little girl, three quarter length with a slit up the side; maybe, but it was loose and free as opposed to the top that was tight and controlled. Then I saw the winner, something called a fishtail hem. It was tight and form fitting around the hips, thighs and knees, with a long wavy strip of material that flared out just below the knee to almost the floor. That dress would be perfect, sophisticated, reserved, still flirty and definitely feminine. I thought about what color I should go with. Red was out; it would blend in to much with my hair, black to clich?, green was a maybe as was blue, did I dare go yellow? I couldn't decide, I thought I better ask Lidia what she thought. Now if I could only convince her to just pick something, we could both be giddy. I ear marked the pages even writing down the ordering numbers on the little piece of paper I was using as a book mark. Closing the catalog up and throwing my covers back, I managed to get out of bed. Putting the catalog on the desk as I did a large stretch, contorting my body in various ways. Followed by rubbing all over myself, enjoying the feeling of being a girl. The contact with my penis reminded me of what had transpired after Deanna had left me ready and stiff last night. I waited for maybe a minute after she left and then I grabbed some tissues, freed myself and had at it. I could not help myself, there was no way I was going to get any sleep unless I did. She left me way to hot for anything but relief. It was the first time I had masturbated since living in the room, which should have been an achievement considering how much dressing used to turn me on. I felt a little ashamed and I didn't really understand why. I mean girls did it all the time. Most girls had their toy drawer, or hiding spot, someplace to keep the object they used for just that. And some where society said it was ok for a girl to masturbate, but if a guy did, then he was a pervert. Since I was living as a girl I shouldn't be ashamed, but something about playing with ones own penis still sat wrong with me. Damn society. So I was short quite a few tissues. Oh well. I went about getting ready for my day. Opening my draw to find a pair of nude panties and a bra. Moving on to my closet I removed the nightgown and put on my robe. Putting the nightgown in the hamper when I noticed a white shirt and a black skirt hanging in my closet. I had forgotten that they were in the bottom of the hamper from the first night I was here. That meant there was also a pair of ankle hose in the hosiery drawer too. I didn't think I would need them, but it was nice to have them in case I ran out of clean dresses. I pondered what to wear, mint green or pink. I dismissed the pink one, that way if Liz hadn't gotten a chance to talk with Ann I wouldn't be in my pink dress and pink heels tormenting her. So mint green it was. I pulled it out and settled on the regular black pumps for the same reason as the dress. Simple, pretty, and not overly dressy. I hoped that Ann was able to see the same thing in Liz that I did. I also hoped that Liz was able to stick around long enough to get her chance. Lidia knocked and entered my room as I sighed and tried to push the worry out of my mind. "Ok spill it, what happened?" Lidia wasted no time, with an inquisitive look. I blinked in surprise as I had not prepared a lie and I had meant to. Damn it. "Well nothing really. She was just concerned about me not being my cheery self and the professors voicing concern about me napping in class," I replied nonchalantly, moving to gather my shower things. She moved over to fiddle with the mint green dress. "You sure that was all? She seemed awfully determined about something," she asked peeking at me sideways. Damn it she was testing me. "Ok well there was a message Kelly wanted delivered. But it was sort of private," I answered dancing along the line of truth. She cracked a mischievous smile. "I bet." I watched helplessly as she reached in the closet, to hold up one of the stockings with her finger tips. I had carelessly left them folded on the shelf in plain view. "Must have been a good message, because these look just like the ones she was wearing yesterday," she said with a teasing smile. I blushed guiltily, which didn't help my cause any. I just went with most of the truth. "I am supposed to wear them the next time I come over. That and Deanna needed some pink lipstick," I added in embarrassment. Lidia's eyes just got wide as she tried and failed to contain a giggle. "Can I ask why she needed pink lipstick from you?" Lidia said with a big smile. "No," I said shaking my head and trying to contain my own chuckle. Lidia just fanned herself as if it was suddenly hot in here, giggling at me. "Shut up," I laughed back at her. "We better get you that shower so you can cool off." She winked at me as we made our way out the door. "I could have used it last night," I said before thinking and getting embarrassed again. Lidia just burst out laughing at me as we walked down the hall. I slapped her playfully in the shoulder for making fun of me, before I had to join in. Chapter 74 My shower was a long one, and refreshing. I could take my time under the warmth of the water this morning as we were actually a bit ahead of schedule. I took advantage of it to really bathe myself in the body wash and shampoo. Catching up on my shaving responsibilities as I didn't want unsightly hair popping up where there shouldn't be any. My legs, arms, chest and underarms, managed to clean and smooth once more, I rinsed off, toweling dry before I put on my bra and panties. It had become a daily ritual I thought to myself as I dropped in my breasts and adjusted the fit. A joyous task that had to be done even in its mundane repetition. My robe encasing me in soft cushy warmth, I rubbed a towel against my hair as we walked back down the hall to my room. My thoughts wandered to what I needed to get accomplished today, of course bringing me back to wondering about Liz. Then it dawned on me what Lidia didn't know about yesterdays meeting with Ann. "I never got the chance to tell you yesterday that I talked to Ann in the meeting about getting Liz some semi-formal clothes," I informed Lidia, switching the towel to the other side of my head as we continued down the hall. "Really, what did she say?" Lidia asked somewhat intrigued. "At first she didn't seem to like the idea, but I was able to convince her to at least ask Liz if she wanted too," I answered, moving the towel to the back. "You think putting her in semi-formal will help her? I mean she doesn't appear to be handling what she has now, how is semi-formal clothing going to help?" Lidia asked again. I stopped with my hand on my doorknob, turning to Lidia. "I don't think she has ever had a chance to really be girly. Maybe she never had a chance to enjoy wearing pretty dresses, pantyhose or heels. I don't know, but I get the feeling she wants to and not being able to, is just someone else telling her she isn't worth it. Call me crazy but that's the vibe I get from her," I explained walking into my room. Lidia stopped at my door considering what I had said. "You might be right, either way I need to get ready, be right back," she said, excusing herself and closing my door. I looked at the clock and she was right, we had taken our time and now we were risking being late, again. So I hung the towel on the edge of the door, slipping out of my robe and hanging it up in the closet. I grabbed a pair of pantyhose out of the drawer, tenderly pulling them up my legs. Next slipping into the mint dress and adjusting it to sit correctly around me. I sat down at the makeup chair putting the plain black pumps on my feet. It felt kind of strange, like I was wearing too much on my feet, I just had to laugh and shake my head at the thought. How long ago I would have felt naked wearing them and a dress, now roughly a week later I felt like I was wearing much. Just showed how much doing it full time had changed my views. I stopped daydreaming and focused on digging out my makeup. A cover of foundation, a dab of concealer under my eyes, a bit of blending and some powder was a typical start. Followed by the tracing of my eyeliner, which I was getting noticeable faster at, practice will do that I guess. For eye shadow I decided to just go with a light tan over and on my eyelid, with a touch of brown in each outside corner. I wanted to be pretty, but remain reserved around Liz, until I knew what she had decided about the clothes. A few mascara strokes and the pretty girl was coming alive in the mirror. Quick swathes of purposefully placed blush preceded a neutral lip liner and lipstick. I blew a kiss and gave a wink to myself in the mirror. Why not I felt pretty and I loved it. I put the makeup away and got out my brush. Making my way over to collect the wig and brush it out as I made my way back. I sat it on my head and used the stand up mirror to get out the remaining tangles. I thought I needed to try something different. So I dug out a black scrunchie out of my makeup bag, gathering my hair up close to the end and put the scrunchie around it twice. Then I left it hanging over the front of my right shoulder, different and reserved. I was putting things in my purse and over my shoulder when Lidia came back. I was getting faster or she was getting slower, I bet on the first one. We gathered up our books and the important dress catalog before heading out the door to our first class. Chapter 75 It had been a quiet morning mostly, but now Kelly was racing around the office in her standard blue skirt suit trying to manage everything. She had known some day she would be left on her own, but she was having trouble keeping up. The phone wouldn't stop ringing for conformations of orders for the summer formal. Delivery dates, times, locations and any number of last minutes changes that had to be made for a variety of reasons. These things all required emails sent off, or calls made and then return calls to the supplies for final conformation. Hectic was an understatement. Now throw in the fact that Deanna was in a meeting with Ms Sherrim when this all started and Kelly felt like a juggler on loan from the circus. Cheryl was working the front desk again this week and had proved to be a valuable asset. She was able to handle answering the phone, as well as taking messages when Kelly was already busy talking to someone else. The mid morning had arrived and so had the forms for ordering the summer formal dresses. Kelly had Cheryl sorting the correct amount for each class into batches, when she wasn't helping with the phone. The batches would then be delivered to the same classes the books had been, that way each girl should get one. They had extras in the event someone got missed. Kelly wondered if Deanna and she would be expected to attend, if so who would they take as dates? She had never thought to ask until now. She had to save that as something to ask Deanna about as the phone rang again. "Westford College for women, Ms Montgomery speaking, how may I help you?" Kelly rattled off into the receiver. It was another supplier who hadn't received a delivery conformation email. They needed the correct address to arrange delivery. Kelly opened her email, hitting the sent box and searching for the company name. Sure enough the email had been sent a week ago. "Looks like the email was sent a week ago, probably hit your spam box for some reason. I will just resend it and wait for you to confirm you have received it," she said while doing just that. The woman agreed that was the most likely case, for some reason emails from the school got sent there all the time. A minute wait and a friendly chat later the email arrived. The supplier confirmed the address and the delivery date as scheduled, thanking Kelly before hanging up. Kelly hung up the receiver as she noticed what time it was getting to be and decided to help Cheryl finish the rest of the batches so they could be handed out. With the two of them they were able to finish in relatively good time. Kelly had foreseen another problem coming though. "Cheryl, what class is Megan in right now?" Kelly asked. "I think she is in Literature class this hour, Ms Montgomery," Cheryl replied. "Call over and find out if she is, if so ask her to come over and give us a hand with the delivery of these order forms," IKelly instructed, knowing full well Cheryl would find Megan in whatever class she was in and get her to come over. Cheryl really was a competent girl and did an excellent job helping around the office. To her own credit Megan was as well, even despite the fact she was a beauty to behold. Kelly had to admit she gave Deanna a run for her money and that was no small feat. But Kelly didn't love Megan, she was just another pretty girl, Deanna was far more than just a beautiful woman. Cheryl and Megan split time working the front desk Kelly had found out, Lidia had been in that rotation as well, until Bridget came along. When Kelly asked who this new girl was, Cheryl and Megan had both admitted meeting Bridget and only had nice things to say about her, right along with Lidia, which just made Kelly smile. Kelly sat down at her desk again to get back to her regular duties. Her eyes drifted again to the Honeysett file that Ann had returned earlier this morning. Kelly had not mustered up the nerve to look at it yet. She was so scared there would be something bad in it. Bridget was still in school and Kelly was pretty sure that Ann would stick to her plan for Bridget's jobs. But that wasn't what scared her; the early diagnosis of fetishism was what really concerned her. It meant that Ann had perceived Bridget didn't really want to be a girl, that she was instead just living out a fantasy. Kelly knew that wasn't true and she was probably being really silly for worrying at all, but she couldn't help herself. She really wanted this for Bridget and she knew Bridget wanted it too. She was just reaching to peek at the file when the phone rang again, causing her to jump. She sighed before picking it up. "Westford College for women, Ms. Montgomery speaking, how may I help you?" Kelly repeated again. It was going to be a long day she thought. Chapter 76 The morning had been uneventful, typical classes, right along with typical amount of homework. However I was making a dent in it, or so I had been told. With three hours or better of homework every night I was hoping so. When Lidia and I had arrived at class today all the tables and chairs were back in there usual spots. But they all had table clothes over them, with plates, silverware and glasses arranged in particular order. We didn't get a chance to sit down before Liz crashed into me, crushing me in a very non girly hug. I took it as a good sign. "Thank you so much man. Aient nobody ever done something like that for me," she sobbed into my shoulder, hugging me. She was still wearing the standard uniform, but obviously she had talked with Ann and things had gone well. I returned he big hug with one of my own. "Your very welcome Liz, I hope you enjoy every second of it," I replied. Brandy joined us, wearing the matching standard uniform, with a thankful smile on her face as well. Lidia had gone sappy smile on me again, I guess I couldn't blame her. I just didn't know who she was happier for, me or Liz, maybe just both of us. "She talked to Ann for about an hour this morning and we are supposed to go get her new outfits after classes," Brandy added as Liz finally parted from me, wiping a few tears out of her eyes. "Can we come with you?" I asked Brandy. Brandy looked at Lidia to get her input, and I just looked at Lidia with an eager smile on my face. "Sure, I am game if you are," Lidia replied looking to Brandy. "I don't mind, but why do you want to come along, Bridget?" she asked with a confused look on her face. I turned to Liz with a grin. "Because I want to see if you have the same giddy face I did when you put them in your closet and realize everyday you have to wear them." Ms Locksby interrupted us, apparently we were talking to long. "All right girls, take your seats. You can have girl talk after class," she shooed us to our seat, but she still wore a motherly smile when she did it. Liz couldn't wipe the grin off her face, like a kid at the candy store. I guess she hadn't thought of the fact every morning she got up, those dresses would be waiting for her in her closet. The little girl inside got pretty dresses to wear and on second thought they were probably worth more to her than all the candy in the world. Most importantly someone who had told her she wasn't worth it or couldn't have them, was confirmed wrong. We spent the rest of the class learning about the dinner etiquette. Things like putting our unfolded napkin across our laps, eating with one hand in that same lap. What each piece of silverware was for, how the salad fork was placed outside the dinner fork in the arrangement. Which glass was for water, which was for wine, etc. All things that I really didn't know too much about at this point and I was really glad we went over. I would have felt very embarrassed finding out at the dinner table of summer formal. Chapter 77 Real lunch time followed after class with Lidia and I joined by Brandy and Liz, who was still grinning from time to time. We sat with light lunches, yogurt, salad, various kinds of fruit and flavored water, not bad all in all. Teresa passed by in her standard uniform, with Lidia and I insisting she join our little group. So a round of introductions and girly greetings followed, with Teresa giving Liz a girly no make up, mess up hug. Liz didn't really know how to take it and just returned it likewise once she caught on. Teresa again never acted like anything was out of the ordinary and treated Liz just like all the other girls, including me. I gave Liz a wink and a smile when she handled the hug well, right before Teresa and I shared one. I wondered if she had ever really had a chance to be girly, besides the dresses. I mean girls wearing jeans could still be girly. It made me wonder just how rough her life had been. Our catalogs were all open and on the tables, as we filled out the dress order forms that had arrived. Pointing out our combinations to each other as we filled them in. Lidia had still yet to decide which combo she was going to wear, the entire rest of her order form being complete, Ms Indecision to the end. Liz had settled on a simple high necked top much like mine, or like a sleeveless blouse, with a flower like corsage on her shoulder. Combined with a floor length skirt, giving her the appearance of wearing a gown or ball dress. Its yellow color was sure to temper her pale skin, and was probably the cheery dress she never had. "Enjoy it Liz, enjoy it all, sweetie," I whispered to her with a knowing smile. She just got a giddy smile and crinkled her nose with glee as she gently hugged my arm. Yes the little girl inside her was running free, running in the fields of the summer flowers with sunshine on her face and laughter in her heart. I hoped in my heart, that little girl never stopped running. "Brandy, why don't you show us yours next?" Lidia asked, catching Liz's delight. I watched the light of recognition in Lidia's face, coupled with wonderment at the child like joy that Liz was displaying at all the clothing. She caught me looking at her and we shared a moment of understanding, that knowledge of the joy and freedom when the burdens of life stop dragging you down. The moment of peace to finally just be you, and enjoy it. Lidia spared me an affectionate smile before returning to Brandy and her dress choice. Brandy was much shorter than me, even in the standard heels. I was guessing no more than five three flat footed. Her shiny black hair had a gentle wave to it, running past her shoulders and down to maybe mid back. Almond shaped eyes held black irises, like black pearls floating on a white background. Soft tan complexion, a pert nose and a wide smile rounded out her pretty face. Her body was just as curvy as Teresa's, but was a much more naturally rounded curve to Teresa's trim form. Brandy's choices in red, started with a tight top with tight bodice and padded cups. Two thick straps traveled from on the outside edge of the cups over her shoulders to the back of the bodice, lending support for her ample breasts. The bottom waistline of the dress began just under the bodice hanging loosely to barely below her knees, leaving the dress to hang around the natural curves of her waist. Where as Teresa's choices were similar, but in blue, with her top being a halter top, wrapping around the back of her neck and over her breasts. The bottom began with a silver belt, leaving chiffon to overlay along with the loose skirt to just above her knee. Liz seemed to eat up the idea, evening going so far as to touch the dress bottom on the page as if she could feel the chiffon underneath. "What did you pick, Bridget?" Liz asked me, like a child at Christmas not being able wait for the next gift to be unwrapped. "Yeah what did you pick, to smooth talk all those boys in?" Teresa added with a playful look. Liz gave her an unsure look, not quite understanding if she was really playing or not. I just returned her look with a devious smile all my own. "Just a little something I threw together. Just imagine it in the color of baby blue," I replied. I had decided on the color remembering back to how incredible Deanna had looked that night at Ms. Sherrims dinner in her fantastic dress. I thought back how the color had made her seem even softer and delicate than she already was, and I wanted to try to capture that same idea. So I opened the page to the top with its high collar and intricate scroll work, then flipping over to the bottom in its fishtail hem. "Oh that's so beautiful," Liz commented in a soft tone. "It is really pretty, but I could never wear something like that, not with these hips." Brandy said in good cheer. "I am right there with you. My hips don't need any more help. It is very pretty and it has a certain elegance to as well," Teresa added with a smile for brandy. "Very pretty and very unique, truly you," Lidia said with a warm smile for me. "Thank you all very much. Well what about you Ms Indecision? Have you managed to pick one of the twenty or so you have looked at?" I asked Lidia with a grin on my face. "Yes, I did," she replied in mock defensiveness. That got a laugh from all of us. She went on to show us a top with spaghetti straps and a V-neck, coupled with a three quarter length skirt and a slit on the side up to mid thigh. The color she decided on was pink, which brought squeals of teasing from all the girls, including myself. Lidia took it in stride laughing right along with us, more importantly Liz carried on with us just like she had been here all the time. I watched the lines of concern melt from her face, lost in the laughter and enjoyment of just being with friends. Time had gotten away from us when we noticed most of the girls had already left the cafeteria. So it was with hurried scampering that we cleaned up our mess, and gathered our things before making quick goodbyes and dashing off to class. Chapter 78 Kelly sat at her desk, digging out from under the pile of work that had mounted while she was dealing with all the confirmations. She would have to recommend in the future, that everyone not be given the same last day for conformations, that being today. She had survived though, with a lot of help from Cheryl and even Megan. Now it was only a matter of time before she would be caught up with the afternoon's responsibilities. A rather intriguing email from a professor held her attention when Ms Sherrim and Deanna walked back into the office. "I want to make sure that everything for this weekend is in order. Ann has already made the arrangements, but if I know the boys collage, they will manage to forget something," Ms Sherrim was stating. "I am sure we will survive whatever they forget, Ms Sherrim," Deanna stated. Ms Sherrim didn't look convinced to Kelly who had stood at her desk when they entered. She had picked up a few memos for Deanna, holding them in her hand while they talked. "This is Kelly Montgomery, Ms Sherrim, You might remember her from the dinner?" Deanna asked introducing them again. "Oh yes, the new secretary, you all badly needed. It is a pleasure to meet you again dear," Ms Sherrim replied cordially. "It is nice to meet you again as well, Ms Sherrim," Kelly replied just as cordially. "These messages came for you while you were out," Kelly added handing the notes to Deanna, who looked them over. "Will you be bringing your husband to the formal, Ms Montgomery?" Ms Sherrim asked her while Deanna was busy reading the notes. "I am not married Ms Sherrim, but thank you anyway," Kelly replied with a gentle smile. "My apologies, I just assumed such a lovely young woman would have a husband," Ms Sherrim stated in a friendly tone. "Thank you, but I wasn't aware faculty could bring dates to the formal," IKelly quickly replied, thinking she had thought about a date, but not how to explain why she wasn't bringing one. "You can but you aren't required to. I was thinking of just going by myself to keep an eye on the girls. Perhaps you would like to join me? That is if you don't have a date already?" Deanna asked her with a bit of a hidden smile. Kelly hadn't considered bringing one and had just assumed that all the faculty would be there to watch over the girls. She noted the hidden way Deanna had asked her to the formal. She was thinking whether she should say yes so easily when Ms Sherrim interrupted her train of thought. "Oh Ms Dunterbuam, I have never understood why a beautiful woman such as yourself has not found some handsome man to marry. You would look wonderful on the arm of many a fine man, as would Ms Montgomery here. Surely you both must have many suitors?" Ms Sherrim prodded. Kelly watched as Deanna just handled it with ease. "Well thank you Ms Sherrim, but working out here doesn't lend itself to meeting the most eligible men. It is a bit out of the way and I couldn't abandon my responsibilities to the girls here to run off every weekend. So for the time being I am fine with the way things are, perhaps later I will change my mind." "Well don't wait to long dear, you either Ms Montgomery. You will want time in life to spend with someone you love. Perhaps I will see about getting you ladies some more help out here. I can't leave you two out here giving up your young lives like this," IMs Sherrim replied in thought. "That sounds like an excellent idea Ms Sherrim. I think we can find some girls around here that could possible come on board. Perhaps with the next graduating class, there are some responsible prospects that would be welcome additions to us here. Especially given the fact they already know the routine," Deanna added as if it were a new thought, Kelly knew differently, but only smiled a little watching Deanna work. "That does seem to be a fitting measure. I am sure you didn't just think of it, so I am also going to assume you have a few particular girls in mind as well?" Ms Sherrim said with suspicious eyes and a slight smile for Deanna. "I do, would you like me to send their files up to your office for further consideration?" Deanna asked never losing her cool. "That would be appropriate, I want to make sure we are getting the best this school has to offer," Ms Sherrim replied. The mention of files reminded Kelly of Bridget's file sitting on her desk. She hadn't looked at it yet and thought maybe she could get Deanna to do it first. She also hoped the reminder of current work might get Ms Sherrim to leave them alone and wander off somewhere else. Not that she didn't like Ms Sherrim, but she really wanted to talk to Deanna about Bridget's file. "That reminds me, Ms Mercer returned the Honeysett file earlier this morning. Did you want to look it over before I put it back?" Kelly asked Deanna, holding the file toward her. "Ah yes, it was her first session, lets see what Ann had to say," Deanna replied taking the file and opening it up. "I trust Ann will find nothing wrong with Ms Honeysett. Why, I had her out to brunch with my Sebastian just the other day and she appeared well mannered and quite lovely," Ms Sherrim confided with Kelly. "Your Sebastian?" Kelly asked playing dumb. "Oh yes he is my grandson, well my nephew really, but he is like the grandson I never had. He will also be escorting Ms Honeysett to the summer formal. I do hope he takes a liking to her; she really seems like a well grounded young lady," Ms Sherrim "Wouldn't he be better meeting someone on his own? I mean no offense of course," Kelly asked trying to implant that thought in Ms Sherrims head. Kelly noticed Deanna smiling as she read Bridget's file, she wasn't sure if it was for what was in the file, or her and Ms Sherrims conversation. "Oh none taken dear. Most of the girls he meets are only after his money, it is a shame really, some of them are very lovely. But I thought it would be good for him to date someone more down to earth, someone who has the strength to survive the bad times that life sometimes throws at us. Not some pampered princess sure to crumble the first time a little difficulty comes her way. I thought Bridget would make an excellent prospect; she has come so far from the boyish thing I met out in the flower bed, blossoming into her own lovely flower. She carries herself so proudly and appears to really appreciate the opportunity she is given here. A good prospect of a wife for my dear Sebastian, I just hope he appreciates her as well," Ms Sherrim explained. Kelly was taken back a bit by Ms Sherrims candidness, her surprising dislike of girls who come from money or more surprising her approval of women who were down to earth. Kelly watched Deanna's smile grow to spread across her face as she folded the file open for her and Ms Sherrim to read. On the open page at the bottom with a large circle around it were three words. Break out girl. "It looks like you were right about Bridget, Ms Sherrim. We have our first Break out girl of the incoming class," Deanna said with a bright smile. "Splendid!" Ms Sherrim said with surprising vigor. It was obviously something good, Kelly thought, but what. "So what does that mean?" she asked. "Some girls come here and embrace everything immediately, like they are well suited to living their new life, all they were missing was the correct circumstances to fall into place. Once they do, the girls adapt quickly and then begin to chase the dream. We call them break out girls. Our Ms Honeysett as been identified as one and by Ann herself, that alone is no easy task, nor is Ann one to easily hand out such an acclamation," Deanna explained with joy clearly on her face. "Well that's good, but what does that mean for the girl?" Kelly asked carefully. "It means you have a prospect for immediate help in the office and one I fully expect to see in this very office, soon," Ms Sherrim said with emphasis to Deanna. "It seems you and Ann agree, for that very recommendation is in here as well. I will see to the necessary arrangements at once. It looks like we will be getting some more office help after all. Of course she is just a student and could not be left in charge of things by herself," Deanna added. "I will see to adding more permanent staff with the graduating class, if the students are up to it. In the mean time she will give you more personnel to draw from," Ms Sherrim quickly interrupted. "I am sure you will find those other girls quite capable, Ms Sherrim," Deanna assured her. "We will see, Ms Dunterbaum," Ms Sherrim replied. Kelly thought she would have to ask Deanna more about what Bridget being a break out girl would mean when she got the chance. For now it seemed Ms Sherrim was intent on going over those confirmations from this morning, occupying her and Deanna's time. Chapter 79 I filled in the bottom line of the form and stopped, starring at the signature spot. For the first time realizing I had no idea how to sign my name. It wasn't something I had done before. I watched Lidia's practiced hand slowly sign her name with delicate ease, as if she had spent many a day practicing signing in some beautiful script. My notebook found itself open and underneath the table as I tried to form some kind of signature style. Finally I settled on some slow flowing script part way between what Lidia had done and how I had practiced forging my mother's signature when I was a child. Signing bad review slips or other particularly troublesome things, that she didn't need to see, or so I thought. The finished signature wasn't great, hell it wasn't even very good, but it was a vast improvement over the scrawl my male signature had been. I added improved penmanship to my list of girl things to be conquered. Our order forms filled out and signed, we turned them in, right along with our catalogs. Lidia informed me they would be used next year and then the year after new ones would be made. It made me think of what I would be able to wear next year. I pushed it out of my mind as silliness, getting back to reviewing all the homework I had to complete again. Beauty, mathematics and fashion had felt it necessary to catch me up quickly, especially once I informed them I would be helping out in the office next week. Lidia told me I could count on being loaded up this weekend too. I sighed at that, but I knew it was only temporary and I just had to trudge on through. At the chiming bell, Lidia and I gathered our purses and books, leaving fashion class and the end of the school day. We had talked earlier about meeting Brandy and Liz at her room after classes to go with her down to get her clothes. A silly little thing I knew, but I wanted to be there when she got to experience the joy I was sure those clothes would bring. I wondered if we shouldn't play with her makeup for tomorrow as Lidia and I walked down the hall. "Are you excited, pretty girl?" Lidia asked me with a sideways smile. I could only return her smile. "Yeah I am, but it is more excitement for her." "That was a nice thing you did for her, but I am not sure a few clothes are going to fix her, as you say. She still has a lot of other things to learn as well. Just don't put all your hopes on some clothes changing the person, everyone isn't you," Lidia warned me. I thought about the point she was making as we arrived at my room and dropped off our books. It reminded me about when I had first got my dresses and how I felt, then something occurred to me I hadn't thought about before. A smile crept across my face as the idea sounded even better when added with makeup. "Ok what are you up to?" Lidia asked me. "I will tell you on the way over to Liz's room. I want to make sure we aren't late," I replied as we made our way out the door. Chapter 80 Lidia and I stood before Liz's room as Lidia knocked on the door. She had liked my idea and agreed to see if it would be possible. Liz answered the door with a bright smile on her face, Brandy standing behind her, a smile on her own face. "Hey Bridget, Lidia, You guys ready?" Liz asked full of excitement. "Yep!" I replied wrapping her arm in mine. "Hey Brandy can Bridget go with you? I have to check on some things, but I will meet you all back here in about twenty minutes?" Lidia asked warmly. "Sure, anything important?" Brandy asked with a quizzical eyebrow. "No, just something that came up that needs looked into, you know how that is," Lidia said. "Ok. Meet you back here," Brandy said, as if she completely understood. So Lidia gave us all hugs before taking off down the hall, to look into my request. While Brandy locked her arm around Liz's other arm and the three of us giggled with excited walking down the hall. It was a little odd at first being without Lidia, as I realized it was the first time I was away from her in the school. I soon relaxed and we arrived at the clothing inventory room. It was like the worlds largest walk in closet, well with cement floors anway. I imagined this was how movie studio costume store rooms looked. Long rows of clothes hung along each wall on racks, with a double rack holding just as many down the middle of the room. A student who was in charge of maintaining the inventory walked us down through to retrieve the clothes once Brandy gave her Liz's size. Janet was her name, and she smiled once she seen the anticipation plainly on Liz's face. I stood by excitedly watching as Brandy made Liz pick up each dress and carry them. Liz took her time feeling the first one and then each following one as she added them. She got really big eyes when we got to the weekend dresses, I was guessing she hadn't seen them yet. "I am going to have to wear these too?" Liz asked with a perplexed look on her face. Brandy only smiled and nodded along with Janet. But I had to add. "Honey when we get done, you won't just wear them, you will sashay in them," I said adding a wiggle with my hips and a wink for Liz. That got a round of giggles from everyone. Liz seemed more open to the idea, maybe she would like to sashay, I thought. After that Janet took her time with each item for Liz, making her feel the pantyhose, stockings and garter belts, along with the pink and nude bras and panty sets as she put them in a bag for her. I guessed Janet got a rare treat as well in watching a girl come into the enjoyment of her first girly things. She even took time to open each box of shoes to show Liz, advising her which ones would work with the dresses and why. I wondered then if Liz had beauty and fashion classes of her own, something I would have to ask about when I got the chance. So it was about thirty minutes later we found ourselves on our way back, Liz carrying her dresses and her bag of accessories. I carried half the shoe boxes and Brandy had the other half. We arrived at the door with Lidia hanging out side. "I thought you all got lost, I was going to come after you if you didn't show up soon," she teased us with a smile. "Janet took some time, explaining things to our new lady," Brandy said with a wink for Lidia. "Did she now? Well let's get those things in here, girl," Lidia added opening Liz's rooms door. We all entered and I was a bit taken aback by the difference. The layout was the same, with the bed against the wall, the dresser and makeup desk, even the full length mirror in the same place. The big difference was the whole room was in pale yellow. The bedspread, pillows, the furniture time, even the walls. I knew then why Liz had looked at my room strangely that night and I idly wondered if she would have preferred the pink. Liz wasted no time hanging up the dresses as Brandy and I took the shoes out of the boxes. Liz even took those from us, making a point to arrange them in the bottom of her closet. Something occurred to me then and I leaned over to ask Brandy while Liz and Lidia unloaded her bag into the dresser. "Brandy, did you make her repeat the lady things?" I whispered. Brandy just smiled and shook her head. "We don't make them repeat that unless they get into the semi-formal attire. Do you want to do it?" she asked me. "I don't think I can remember it all. Perhaps I could just stand with her and repeat it with her?" I asked back. "Ok that sounds good. Let's do it now," Brandy added. I made my way over to the open closet, holding my hand out to Liz and wiggling my fingers with a bright smile. She looked at me oddly and made her way over to take my hand with an inquisitive look on her face. Lidia and Brandy stood together as Brandy spoke. "Elizabeth you need to look at the things in you closet and repeat after me. These are my pretty clothes and I will take care of them," Brandy instructed her. I turned Liz toward the closet as we both repeated what Brandy had said. Each of us bearing a bright smile, mine for her and hers for something she had dreamed of I thought. Then I moved her over to the dresser, and opened the drawer with the pantyhose and stockings. "These are my pretty things and I and responsible for them," Brandy instructed again. Again we both repeated her words with smiles as the first signs of tears formed in Liz's eyes. I closed the drawer and led her over to the door, turning her around to face the room. "This is my room and I am a lady, body and mind," Brandy instructed the final passage. Her instructions were repeated by both of us as tears fell down Liz's cheeks. I just couldn't stop smiling I was so happy for her. Finally I turned her toward me. "Add I love it," I added crinkling my nose at her. She repeated me before the first sob escaped her mouth, followed by a crushing hug and a few more sobs, I returned her hug tearing up myself. I saw Lidia and Brandy both watching us and wiping tears out of their eyes as well. Liz and I parted with her taking my hands in hers. "Thank you so much, Bridget, for everything, man," Liz stated. "You are quite welcome Elizabeth, but you are a lady now, and ladies do not go around ending sentences with man, perhaps you could substitute girl instead?" I asked with a smile to take out any sting to my words. "I think I can do that, girl," she said with her own smile. "Good. Think you can stand to be called Elizabeth as well? I mean you have the name of a queen, any lady would be proud to bear such a name," I asked with a wink. She thought about it for a second. "It will take some getting used to, but I think I can handle it, ma- I mean girl," she replied with a laugh at the end. I adopted a proper posture taking Elizabeth's arm in mine and turning her to Brandy and Lidia, adding a questioning eyebrow to Lidia, who only nodded. I knew that meant my request had been accepted. I turned to Elizabeth still holding my posture and her arm. "I have one more surprise for you if the lady would allow?" I asked. "Oh that would be most welcome," she replied in a mock queenly tone, causing, Brandy, Lidia's and my eyes to bulge in surprise before we all burst out laughing. "Well it's just a short trip down the hall and we can show you. By the way how do you feel about wearing pink tomorrow?" I asked with a mischievous smile, as well all made our way out her door. Chapter 81 A short walk and a flight of stairs later saw us standing at a door I was sure Elizabeth had no ideas whose it was. Lidia knocked and we all waited a moment before the door opened and we were greeted by Cheryl's welcoming face. "Well I can see the gangs all here, and to what do I owe this honor?" Cheryl asked with a teasing look. "Elizabeth here is getting the full treatment today, and I was telling her, darling, you just have to see Cheryl, her work is to die for," I said in a mock rich woman's voice wiggling my fingers at Cheryl. Giggles abound from us all as not even I could maintain myself after my silliness. Elizabeth was lost as to what we were talking about. "I got no idea what you are talking about... girl," Elizabeth said. Cheryl just smiled and introduced herself, welcoming us all in. Directing Elizabeth to a chair she asked her if she wanted nails like mine. "I aient never had long nails, I won't know what to do with them," she answered a bit surprised. "Do it, live it up Elizabeth, you get to live like a lady now, take advantage of it. You'll love them, you will forget you have them on, see them and love them. What could be more girly than long nails?" I asked, smiling mischievously while urging her to throw caution to the wind. She starred at my nails as I watch her consider it. "Ok, what the hell, do it. Make mine just like hers," she replied giddily, to which we all squealed. So we sat around the next hour watching Elizabeth's face glow as Cheryl went about her work, building two inch French manicured nails on Elizabeth's fingers. After Cheryl was done she gave me a quickie fill in as it had been over a week and my nails had grown out. In those twenty minutes Elizabeth just marveled at her nails, moved her hands around, playing with the nails and trying to get used to the feel of them on her fingers. Another smile planted itself on her face during that time as well. We left giving Cheryl our thanks and Elizabeth giving her a giant hug. Not long after we stood at Elizabeth's door once more, making our goodbyes to her and Brandy. Elizabeth gave me a crushing hug once more and brandy even gave me one. I guess she was glad for Elizabeth as well. I left Elizabeth with this final thought. "Pink heels go wonderfully with the pink dress," I implied with a giddy smile. "I was thinking the same thing," she replied just was giddily before we said goodbye. Lidia and I made our way back to my room to pick up our books and make our nightly trip to the study hall. It didn't seem nearly as dreadful as it had the previous days. "I felt like today I really had accomplished something wonderful, Lidia," I told her as we walked arm in arm down the hall. "I am sure Elizabeth does as well, you should think about becoming a mentor," she replied walking in time with me. I laughed heartily at that. Me the boy a short few weeks ago, now looking to mentor girls on how to be ladies. "I think I will leave that to the real girls," I answered her suggestion. "You are a real girl, Bridget," she told me hugging my arm. "I wouldn't have made it very far with out you, Lidia," I replied hugging he back. "I know, I'm awesome," she teased me leaning her head on my shoulder. "That you are Lidia, that you are," I answered in truth, leaning my head on hers as we walked into the study hall.